Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

"Luo'er!" Xuanyuan Yu frowned deeply, and he stretched out his big hand to gently wipe off the blood from the corner of her lips, "I don't understand..."

Ye Fengrou watched this scene with deep hatred in his eyes, why wasn't she the one in his arms?Why isn't he the one who can make him so nervous?

She is not reconciled, so unwilling!She wanted that woman named Ling Luo to die!

"For a woman like Ye Fengrou, if I can't solve it myself, it's meaningless."

Ling Luo forced herself to stand up, and pushed Xuanyuan Yu's embrace away, with a bright smile on her lips: "This is my battle, I must defeat her."

Xuanyuan Yu's heart was extremely shaken.

He stared at her fixedly, unable to take his eyes off at all.

"If you understand me, leave and let me stay alone." Ling Luo took out two pills from the black jade space ring to stop bleeding and pain, and cut off nerve pain and took them.

Xuanyuan Yu took a deep breath, feeling that the villain in his heart was wielding dozens of axes, ruthlessly gouging his heart.

This time, without any further hesitation, he turned and left.

He knows her thoughts and understands her persistence.

After Xuanyuan Yu left, Ye Fengrou's face paled significantly, and even the smile on his face was a wry smile.

"Ling Luo, you really want to die. If there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if you don't go to hell, you turn yourself in."

The bleeding stopped, and the pain also stopped due to the medicine. Ling Luo obviously felt much better all over.

"Ye Fengrou, you mean yourself."

"You're still stubborn when you're about to die." Ye Fengrou's face turned cold, and he waved his warm sleeves, "You guys, fuck me!"

The corners of Ling Luo's lips hooked slightly, and his hands quickly formed seals on his chest, and with the sound of ding ding dong dong, he held out the moonlight wind chime.

The exquisite seven-leaf petals, exuding a faint silver brilliance, slowly rose to the top of Ling Luo's head.

The wind chime rang, ding ding dong dong, and the air was filled with an indescribably sad atmosphere.

With the moonlight wind chimes as the center, as the moonlight becomes more and more beautiful, the sound becomes more and more beautiful, and the emotions of everyone on the arena become more and more sad.

This was the first time Ling Luo used the moonlight wind chime obtained from the temple to fight. She didn't know how powerful the artifact left by Venerable Moonlight was, so she could only stimulate her vitality as much as possible and manipulate it with her heart.

Who is not sad?

On the arena, the thirteen men knelt down slowly, with tears streaming down their faces. Some kept grabbing the ground with their heads, and some even stabbed their own flesh and blood with knives.

Ye Fengrou, on the other hand, was crazy, and kept crying in Xuanyuan Yu's direction, "Why don't you like me? If you don't like me, I might as well die!"

Xuanyuan Yu glanced at Ye Fengrou coldly, as if looking at some rubbish, and said in a deep voice, "Then you can go die."

One sentence completely triggered a frenzy of sadness in Ye Fengrou's heart. She burst into tears and couldn't restrain herself.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips raised slightly, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, maximizing the power of the moonlight wind chimes.

The desolate atmosphere in the air has reached an extreme.

Even the students watching the battle under the arena, some of whom were not strong enough to withstand the sound wave, couldn't help crying secretly.

Ye Fengrou couldn't resist the grief any longer, she took out a sharp golden hairpin from her jet-black hair bun, aimed at the position of her heart, and stabbed it down.

A smile spread across Ling Luo's face, she had won.

-. - Wan Geng