The fire poison, she only endured it for one second and was in so much pain. Since Nangong Liuyun was infected with the fire poison, he still strived to climb to an altitude of 300,000 meters. What kind of pain was he enduring?
A dull pain spread across Su Luo's heart...
Nangong Liuyun's back was thin, and his outer robe was covered with blood, which made people cry with heartache.
Seeing this figure, Su Luo wanted to hug him, warm him, and tell him that she was still here. But she couldn't.
She could only remain motionless, with her meticulous hands pressed against his back, resisting the fire poison together with the Fallen Red Lotus.
Although it is easy to say that the Fallen Red Lotus can absorb the fire poison, it is very difficult to actually do it.
However, no matter how difficult it is, it cannot compare to the cooperation between Su Luo and Fallen Red Lotus.
Although the absorption is slow, it is a steady process and the fire poison is gradually decreasing.
Time passes by little by little.
Days go by.
The Magic Cube Butler had already brought people to capture Nangong Liuyun, but Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun were shrouded in gravity space and were swallowed by fire poison, and could not be easily disturbed.
So the Rubik's Cube Butler has been standing outside with his men.
By the time the last trace of fire poison was completely absorbed by the Fallen Red Lotus, it was already the morning of the tenth day.
Nangong Liuyun has woken up, but is still very weak.
His soft body leaned against Su Luo, his face was pale and bloodless, and he was breathing so weakly that it seemed as if he would die at any time. It was heartbreaking to see Su Luo like that.
Su Luo hugged him with concern, her eyes anxious: "How are you?"
Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo pitifully, his thin lips pale, and he said weakly: "Not good."
"Where does it hurt? Where do you feel uncomfortable? What else is wrong with your body? Tell me quickly." Su Luo was very anxious.
"It hurts everywhere, I feel uncomfortable everywhere, I can't stand up, I have no strength..." Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo with wet eyes, aggrieved, like a little puppy who was not abandoned.
Such a handsome young man, with his jet-black hair tied with a simple red silk. Because of the injury, his hair was a little messy, with a few strands hanging on his smooth forehead.
The black ink-black hair makes the smooth skin look even more crystal clear, with a faint fluorescent glow.
Those deep black eyes were originally as cold as a pond, and those pale pink thin lips were originally tightly pursed into a thin white line like an aristocrat. But now, in front of Su Luo, he was extremely weak, as if he would die if he didn't lean on her shoulder...
Leaning on her shoulder, smelling the long-lost fragrance on Su Luo's body, Nangong Liuyun's beautiful eyes were slightly closed, his thick and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a happy and satisfied smile on his face.
Su Luo was anxious when she noticed Nangong Liuyun's head hanging limply. She became even more anxious: "Is it still painful?"
Nangong Liuyun clutched his chest, feeling extremely aggrieved: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."
"With such a serious injury, it would be strange if it didn't hurt." Su Luo touched his head distressedly, "This is not a place to stay for long, shall we go out first?"
"No strength..." Lord Nangong was almost out of breath...
Su Luo patted her chest proudly: "I'll carry you."
But when Su Luo saw the blood on Nangong Liuyun's chest, she changed her mind: "I'd better hold you, so that your chest won't be squeezed and hurt even more."
Before she finished her words, and before Lord Nangong could come to his senses, Su Luo picked him up like a princess and carried him sideways.
Nangong Liuyun: "..."
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