Chapter 1215 Warmth
She looked at everyone.
Bai Ze and Xuan Ye's breathing has stabilized, and most of the consumed soul power has been recovered.
The conditions of the three members of the Su family also improved a lot. Su Xuewei's face finally showed some color, no longer the pale color caused by excessive fear.
Qingyi was still sleeping, but her breathing was even. Under the effects of the elixir and her own dragon blood, her wounds had healed, and her pale face had become a little rosy.
"How is your recovery going?" Luo Li asked, her voice particularly clear in the silent night.
Bai Ze opened his eyes, his gentle glow inward: "My soul power has recovered to 70% or 80%, I'm fine now."
Xuan Ye nodded silently, indicating that he was in good condition.
Su Youming quickly said, "Thank you for your concern, Lord Luo Li. We have recovered and are able to handle most situations."
Luo Li's gaze fell on the still sleeping Qingyi, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, "Qingyi's injuries are quite serious, and she needs a more stable environment to recuperate. We shouldn't stay here for too long. Dawn is approaching, let's set off and return."
She raised her hand and placed it into the Tower of the Gods.
Then he looked at the three people from the Su family and said, "We are about to set off to return to the city. I wonder if you three are going back to the Su family?"
Su Youming, Su Lin and Su Xuewei all looked serious when they heard this.
Su Youming stepped forward, bowed deeply, and spoke with unprecedented respect and determination: "Lord Luo Li! If it weren't for your help in rescuing the ruins, we would have been buried there and our souls would have been destroyed! Saving my life is like giving me a new life!"
He raised his head, his eyes burning. "But this time we came out to look for clues about the previous Saint. A lot of time has passed. Even if we haven't found any clues, we still have to return to the clan and tell them what happened during this period. I wonder if we can tell them, sir?"
Luo Li shook her head and said, "Just tell me the truth."
The three members of the Su family stared at Luo Li with sparkling eyes. Upon hearing this, they smiled and bowed, "Yes!"
After the three people from the Su family left, Luo Li looked at Bai Ze and Xuan Ye, "We can't go back to Licheng either."
Luo Li tore open the space crack, and the three of them immediately stepped in.
Without leaving the city, the moon is rising.
The three of them have appeared on the roof of the attic in the Luoli Courtyard in Buli City.
The moonlight poured down like mercury, casting a layer of clear light on the pavilions and towers in the courtyard. The air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees, and it was peaceful and harmonious.
With his feet firmly planted on the ground, Bai Ze took a deep breath of the floral air. His tense nerves finally relaxed completely, and a look of genuine exhaustion and relief appeared on his face. "I'm finally back."
Xuan Ye landed silently in the courtyard, his eyes sweeping across the familiar scenery. The dark red aura completely subsided, like a sharp blade returning to its sheath.
He didn't say anything, but walked to an ancient tree, leaned against the thick trunk, closed his eyes, and seemed to feel the hard-earned peace.
The backlash from forcibly absorbing the demonic energy from the abyss in the ruins, as well as the consumption of finally opening a passage for Luo Li, will take time to recover.
After a while, Xuan Ye and Bai Ze returned to their respective courtyards.
Luo Li also returned to her room, but strangely, Di Xuanming was not in the room.
She pursed her lips slightly and immediately took out the voice stone to contact him.
Fortunately, his injuries had only mostly recovered, and he was sparring with Shi Heng in the training ground.
She also asked the little ball to confirm it, and it was indeed true.
Luo Li felt very tired and fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, early morning.
The morning light shines through the exquisitely carved window lattices, casting a warm glow inside the room. The air is filled with the freshness of the garden flowers and plants and the tranquility after a good night's sleep.
Luo Li opened her eyes, and what came into view was the sleeping profile of Di Xuanming.
He faced her, breathing evenly and slowly. His eyes, as deep as the night sky, had lost their usual coldness and majesty in his sleep, appearing exceptionally gentle.
A few strands of black hair were casually scattered on the pillow, outlining a smooth jawline.
The sunlight just happened to fall on his tall nose, casting a small shadow, and his long eyelashes left a fan-shaped arc shadow under his eyelids, as quiet as a perfect sculpture.
An indescribable feeling of warmth and security quietly spread in Luo Li's heart, dispelling the coldness and bloodiness left in the ruins.
She lay quietly, not disturbing him, but just carefully tracing his outline with her eyes.
At this moment, Di Xuanming's eyelashes trembled slightly.
He slowly opened his eyes. His deep eyes were a little hazy when he first woke up, but they regained clarity almost instantly, accurately capturing Luo Li who was staring at him from close by.
When their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Luo Li clearly saw the concern and tension that suddenly welled up in the depths of his eyes, as well as the soft relief after confirming that she was safe.
"Awake?" His voice was low and magnetic, slightly hoarse from just waking up. He raised his arm naturally, passed it across the back of her neck, and gently brought her into his arms, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a rare treasure.
"How do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"
His embrace was warm and solid, with a reassuring feel.
Luo Li snuggled up to him, burying her face in the crook of his neck, absorbing the familiar, comforting warmth. She murmured, "Yeah. Still a little tired, but it's okay now."
She paused and added, "How about you? How is your injury recovering?"
"It's fine now." Di Xuanming gently nudged the top of her head with his chin, tightening his grip. "When I came back yesterday, I sensed you were extremely exhausted, so I stayed by your side. Seeing you were soundly asleep, I didn't disturb you. Bai Ze told me roughly what happened to the ruins."
Even from the retelling, he could imagine how dangerous the scene was.
Even if only fragments remain of the Demon God's will, its chaotic madness and corrosiveness are enough to damage the soul of a peak Saint King or even cause him to fall.
Luo Li used his Saint King status to forcibly suppress it, and the danger involved was beyond words.
"I had to." Luo Li said sullenly in his arms, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of fatigue, "I went there for it in the first place."
"I know." Di Xuanming's voice was low, filled with heartache and a hint of unquestionable toughness. "Next time, no matter what, you must take me with you."
He couldn't tolerate her taking risks here alone again.
Luo Li did not refute, but nodded gently in his arms, feeling the steady heartbeat from his chest.
This silent commitment and protection is more powerful than any words.
The two of them snuggled up quietly for a while, enjoying the tender time after the dust settled.
The morning light flows over the two people hugging each other, quiet and warm.
Di Xuanming gently stroked Luo Li's shoulders with his fingertips and kissed the top of her head. "It's okay to rest for a while. You won't have any trouble if you don't leave the city."
Luo Li rubbed his neck, his clear and familiar scent lingering on her nose. The fatigue of the past few days seemed to be melted away a little by this peace.
She was greedy for this warmth, but she also knew that as the city lord, she still had many things to deal with.
"Qingyi is still in the Tower of Gods. I wonder if she has woken up." She said softly.
Di Xuanming kissed the top of her head and said, "In the Tower of Gods, the flow of time is controllable and spiritual energy is abundant, which is most conducive to her recovery. You can explore it later. As for you..."
He pulled away slightly, his deep eyes scrutinizing her slightly pale face, his brows furrowed slightly. "Although the fragment of the demon's will has been suppressed, its chaotic and frenzied power will still have an impact on your soul. You must rest and recuperate for the next few days, and do not recklessly activate the power of the origin of chaos."
Luo Li met his concerned gaze, her heart warmed slightly, and she nodded obediently: "I understand."
She was not a person who would show off her strength. She knew very well that this time the consumption was huge and the sequelae of forcibly suppressing the will of the demon god had not yet fully appeared. It really took time to consolidate.
The two rested for a while and then went to have breakfast.
After having a simple breakfast, Luo Li felt much more refreshed.
She looked at Di Xuanming: "I'm going to go see Qingyi and deal with some backlogs. You..."
"I'll accompany you." Di Xuanming stood up without hesitation, picked up the outer robe draped beside him and put it on her. "Although the demonic energy of the abyss has been cleared, the remaining foul aura may still have an impact. I am worried."
He was referring to the evil energy emitted by the last fragment that Qingyi was contaminated with. Although it was purified in time by Luo Li, it was always better to be cautious with that kind of thing.
Luo Li chuckled and didn't refuse. The two of them straightened their appearance and walked out of the room together.
The air in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion was intoxicatingly fresh in the early morning. A light rain last night had washed away the dust, leaving the grass and trees drenched in glistening dewdrops, adding to the tranquility.
As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I saw Xuan Ye sitting cross-legged under an ancient tree in the yard.
He was still wearing the dark suit, and his aura was heavy and solemn, as if he had merged with the surrounding vegetation.
But upon closer inspection, one could detect a lingering trace of fatigue between his brows, and his face was paler than usual.
The forcible absorption of demonic energy consumed him far more than it appeared.
He was closing his eyes and regulating his breathing, with dark red energy flowing extremely slowly around his body, trying to calm the backlash in his body.
Not far away, beside the waterside pavilion, Bai Ze was leaning against the railing. He had changed into a moon-white casual suit, smooth as jade, and held a scroll in his hand.
But his eyes did not fall on the letter. Instead, he looked at the several carps swimming in the pond. His eyes were distant, as if he was thinking about something, or simply enjoying the tranquility.
Sensing the presence of Luo Li and Di Xuanming, he turned around, a gentle smile on his face, and nodded in greeting from afar.
Luo Li and Di Xuanming also nodded slightly in response and did not go over to disturb them.
Then, Luo Li's mind moved slightly, and he communicated with the Towers of Gods in his sea of consciousness.
Inside the tower, in an elegantly decorated and comfortable quiet room, Qingyi remained in her dragon form, roughly the size of two people, coiled on the soft jade bed.
The wounds on her body had long since disappeared, and her emerald green dragon scales shone with a gorgeous luster under the soft light of the tower. Each scale appeared full and tough, and seemed even more dazzling than before.
The powerful dragon bloodline, nourished by sufficient spiritual power, not only repaired the injuries, but also seemed to have improved slightly.
What made Luo Li most relieved was that Qingyi's breathing was no longer as steady as in deep sleep, but was now clear.
The long dragon whiskers swayed unconsciously, and the eyeballs under the eyelids also moved slightly.
She is about to wake up.
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