The Demonic King Chases His Wife

This time, it seemed as if Nangong Liuyun had vomited out all the blood in his body until it was dried up.

“The final step ah.” Nangong Liuyun said to himself in his heart.

Nangong Liuyun’s back was hunched, his bamboo pole-like pair of legs, swaying, took a step forward.

One stagger, and Nangong Liuyun almost fell down.

However, due to his instinctive reaction, he grabbed the stone stage and steadied his body that was tottering.

Nangong Liuyun extended out his hand, tightly grasping that white jade box.

“He did it! He did it! Third Senior Brother did it!” Zi Yan cried loudly and bitterly.

Third Senior Brother finally got the Scarlet Blood Ningpo Figwort. But now, no matter what, she couldn’t smile. She felt so unwell that she nearly choked.

She was already like this, then what about Su Luo?

Zi Yan, with her heart aching, looked towards Su Luo.

She saw that Su Luo was shaking from head to toe, face, lips, hands….her whole body was trembling.

Su Luo’s face had an expression of close-to-death despair. Her body gave off a deep sorrow and grief.

She hadn’t cried nor spoke yet, but this kind of her made a person feel an intense dread.

“Luo Luo——” Zi Yan distressingly gripped Su Luo’s hand, but discovered that her hands were cold as ice.

“Undo my pressure points.” Su Luo’s tone was so low that it seemed to float by.

“The confinement Third Senior Brother set, we don’t have a way to undo it.” Zi Yan felt that she was really stupid, really useless, couldn’t even help a bit.

“Alas, all are pitiful people.” The master of Nine Different Palace Halls originally had both hands behind his back, standing there calmly. Slowly, he walked to in front of Su Luo and patted her on the back.

Su Luo suddenly felt that all the blood in her body started to circulate again, and her mobility was restored.

Su Luo’s figure rushed up the stage like an artillery shell.

“Luo Luo, don’t, you can’t go over there!” Zi Yan and Beichen Ying cried out in alarm at the same time.

However, what surprised them was, Su Luo directly ran up the steps to the stage. In a flying manner, she ran towards Nangong Liuyun’s figure.

It turned out that the instant Nangong Liuyun opened that jade box, a period of huge changes occurred on the stage. The restriction that was originally set was undone in an instant.

The moment when the restriction disappeared, Nangong Liuyun’s figure directly fell down, and Su Luo recklessly threw herself at him and was able to hug him to her bosom.

“Nangong, are your okay? In the end, how are you?” Su Luo’s tears rolled out and fell down.

In this moment, she was so anxious that she nearly suffocated.

Nangong Liuyun’s hand tightly clenched the Scarlet Blood Ningpo Figwort. He looked at this little face close at hand that wrapped around his soul and led him along as if in a dream. He smiled weakly, handing over the legendary medicine he had gotten after suffering untold hardships: “For you.”

“Don’t want it!” Su Luo waved her hand and tossed that Scarlet Blood Ningpo Figwort far away.

“Luo Luo, be obedient… must do what is told…” Nangong Liuyun breathed with difficulty, with a gossamer of air, as if in the next instant, his breathing would be cut off.

Su Luo hugged him, crying loudly and bitterly: “I don’t want the Scarlet Blood Ningpo Figwort! If something happens to you, what is the point of me eating it?”

“Girl…” Nangong Liuyun smiled distressingly, with difficulty, he lifted up his withered hand and gently caressed Su Luo’s sparkling and translucent as jade complexion. His eyes contained a strong yearning and unwillingness to let go, “Girl… carry my desire…keep on living…”

To die, these two words, before even stepping foot into the Nine Different Palace Halls, he was already prepared. Therefore, he was not surprised.

To die for his Luo girl, he had no regret.

“No! No! Absolutely not!” Su Luo shook her head as if her life depended on it. Drop by drop, her tears tumbled down on Nangong Liuyun’s withered face.,“You dare to die on me, watch me die for you!”

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Note from Author:

Have a premonition I’ll be beaten up, first, lift up the lid to the stirred up pot and run away.

PS: Recommend the wiz Lu Fei’s new book: 《凤舞江山：火爆狼妃太妖孽》