The Demonic King Chases His Wife

Su Luo was hardly stingy with her blood, as if it was free spring water, wishing she could pour it all on Nangong Liuyun’s body.

Following the passage of time, Su Luo’s complexion turned white as a sliver of paper. Bursts of dizziness came from her head, if it wasn’t for Zi Yan supporting her, very likely, she would have already fainted.

“Luo Luo…” Zi Yan could not bear it and said in a strangled voice.

She covered her mouth with her right hand, and noiselessly shed silent tears.

If Luo Luo kept losing blood like this, the blood in her body would bleed dry.

The master of the Nine Different Palace Halls saw this, and he couldn’t help but to heave a sigh: “What a reckless waste of natural resources, really is not knowing how to use things sparingly. These blood, every drop is infinitely precious. If an ordinary person drinks it, every drop of it can prolong one’s life span by ten years ah. But you’re wasting it like this.”

Su Luo glanced at him coldly but didn’t issue an opinion.

The master of the Nine Different Palace Halls continued to mutter over there: “This blood can revive the flesh and bones of the dead ah. It also is of huge use for cultivating ah, and you are being so generous. It really is a great pity.”

“Have you finished speaking, then shut up.” Su Luo glared at him unhappily, “It’s not your blood that’s being spilled, what are you pitying it for?”

How could Su Luo not understand the motives of the master of the Nine Different Palace Halls? He exaggeratedly boasted how miraculous her blood was in front of Li Yaoyao, at that time, when this information was spread out, then wouldn’t she, Su Luo, become a mobile treasure? Who wouldn’t want to snatch her up and split a share?

The master of the Nine Different Palace Halls was choked by Su Luo until he couldn’t say another sentence. He could only gloomily turn his head away.

With great difficulty, she smeared Nangong Liuyun’s whole body with her blood. Su Luo only felt bursts of darkness coming from her forehead, and she almost fainted.

“Luo Luo, you should rest properly.” Zi Yan heart-achingly helped her sit down.

Su Luo waved her hand: “No need, I’ll stay with Nangong.”

Su Luo half-knelt there, watching Nangong Liuyun calmly with a gentle smile on her face.

Little Stone wouldn’t lie to her, Nangong Liuyun would definitely wake up. Su Luo’s heart believed it strongly.

Time passed by seconds and minutes.

Su Luo unblinkingly watched Nangong Liuyun, afraid she would miss a thread of news.

After don’t know how long had passed, Nangong Liuyun’s thin-as-cicada wings and densely-packed eyelashes, moved slightly. Then, his pair of clear and cold eyes slowly opened.

Su Luo was so excited that she almost screeched, however, in reality, her movements were much softer than anyone else’s, she asked in a whisper: “Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo, then raised his hand and looked at those scarlet blood stains.

“Is this your blood?” Nangong Liuyun furrowed his sharp, good-looking eyebrows and asked in a cold voice.

Su Luo looked like a little child who’d been caught doing something bad. For a moment, she felt a little helpless, but she quickly adjusted: “Correctly speaking, half of this blood that saved your life is due to your own credit.”

“Oh?” Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo’s face that was pale as silver paper, a touch of regret flashing through his eyes.

“I fused the Scarlet Blood Ningpo Figwort, only this kind of blood could let you regain your youthful vigor, to rise you from the dead. You are the one who obtained this Scarlet Blood Ningpo Figwort, doesn’t this mean that more than half of the credit belongs to you?” Su Luo smilingly helped him up, then hurriedly changed the subject, “Now, how do feel? Does anywhere feel uncomfortable?”

Nangong Liuyun drew in a deep breath, from the pubic area, this breath begin to wander all around.

After wandering in a circle for a while, his complexion turned very ugly.

“Very good.” What he spit out was the two words, ‘very good’.

“As for you.” Nangong Liuyun’s guarded gaze swept by Li Yaoyao’s body, “Are these things that you can let just any random people know about? Don’t you know what’s called ‘chop off the grass without removing the roots, it will grow again when the winds of Spring blows’? Don’t you know what’s called ‘don’t break it off, there will certainly be misfortune later’?”