"She has no heart?!" Ruo Wuxin's pupils shrank suddenly.

Luo Qingyue's eyebrows moved slightly, "What? Is there something wrong?"

Ruo Wuxin's shock was beyond her expectation.

I thought that if you have no heart, you can live. If you treat others, you can live without heart.

But looking at Ruo Wuxin's expression, he seemed to know something.

"Aside from being heartless, what else is there?" Ruo Wuxin frowned, the heavy pressure made him almost out of breath, hoping that this matter would not be as out of hand as he thought.

Luo Qingyue lowered her head and thought carefully. After much deliberation, she didn't even think about the difference between Luo Yunxi. It seemed that, except for this matter, everything else was normal.

"It's gone... No!" A flash of light flashed in Luo Qingyue's mind, and she remembered, "The last time I saw her, there seemed to be a flower growing on her neck."

"What flower?" Ruo Wuxin anxiously held Luo Qingyue's shoulder.

Luo Qingyue was full of doubts in her heart, and her unintentional reaction was extraordinary.

Realizing his wrongdoing, Ruo Wuxin hastily withdrew his hands, and said solemnly: "Qingyue, this matter is very important, you have to tell me carefully."

Luo Qingyue smiled, "A black lotus-like flower is coiled around her neck."

"How many flowers?"

"Two."

Ruo Wuxin felt tired all over her body, is that really the case?

"Qingyue, did you do anything to Luo Yunxi before? That is, have you hurt her in the past few days?"

Luo Qingyue didn't know why Ruo Wuxin would ask such a question, but she answered truthfully, "I ruined her face."

"She recovered in a short time, didn't she?" Ruo Wuxin smiled with a hint of confusion on his lips.

Luo Qingyue's eyebrows darkened, "Well, it took almost a few hours to recover. I don't know what the reason is. Could it be related to those two flowers?"

Ruo Wuxin raised the corners of his lips and smiled lowly, it was bitterness and helplessness, even Luo Qingyue couldn't understand it for a while.

Just looking at Ruo Wuxin like this, Luo Qingyue only felt that the matter was very serious.

"Qingyue, don't say that you can't kill Luo Yunxi without fully recovering your strength now, even if your strength recovers, you can't kill her."

"Why?" Luo Qingyue had almost guessed that Luo Yunxi might have something extraordinary.

Otherwise, she would not have recovered her appearance overnight.

The degree of disfigurement and injury caused by the silver thread is much more serious than that of ordinary sharp weapons.

Logically speaking, even with medication, those who have been disfigured by the silver threads blessed with spiritual spells cannot be fully recovered.

But Luo Yunxi did it, and she didn't use any medicine.

In comparison, the results Luo Yunxi showed them were very terrifying.

"The flowers on Luo Yunxi's neck, Qingyue, do you find them very familiar?" Ruo Wuxin asked inscrutablely.

Luo Qingyue thought about it for a while, "It's similar to the Black Lotus of the Past in the Yugu Clan's outskirts, but... I always feel that they are different."

"Is it like this?" Ruo Wuxin condensed her strength, stretched out her fingers, and flew up and down in the air, displaying the painting freely.

After a while, a black flower shape appeared from midair.

The hollowed-out petals, realistic patterns, the upper and lower parts are all black silk threads, and it looks like a real flower blooming.

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