Chapter 1297 The friendship between life and death!

"But……"

The goddess of fate pursed her thin red lips and said worriedly: "But he hasn't woken up yet. I'm really worried about him..."

Alves smiled and said: "Natasha, this is the first time I have seen you care so much about someone.

You must have fallen in love with Mr. Yang, right?"

"this……"

The goddess of fate blushed and explained nervously: "Teacher, that's not the case. Yang Luo and I are just friends..."

"Yeah?"

Alves joked: "I have never seen you care so much about any of your friends.

Natasha, Mr. Yang is indeed a person worthy of being entrusted with your life. If you can be with him, it would be great."

"..."

The goddess of fate held her long skirt in her hands, her heart was pounding, and she didn't know what to say.

She naturally likes Yang Luo, but she doesn't know what Yang Luo means.

Prajna on the side shook his head helplessly.

She naturally knew that Yang Luo was excellent.

More and more women will naturally like him.

When she thought of this, she secretly felt lucky that she had taken action in advance.

Lilith and Heatherlin looked at each other and sighed.

Even though Yang Luo has clearly rejected them, they still admire Yang Luo very much.

I just didn't expect that a world-famous ice goddess like Destiny would also fall in love with Yang Luo.

This man seems to have a magical power that can attract all the powerful men in the world to be devoted to him, and he can also make countless women fascinated by him.

There may not be another man in the world as perfect as this man.

Bujie joked: "It seems that our goddess of fate has completely fallen. How about we get married where we are?"

The words have not yet fallen.

Bujie shivered all over, and his hair stood on end.

He saw the goddess of fate giving him a cold look, and that look made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Bujie swallowed his throat and murmured in a low voice: "The look in Goddess Destiny's eyes when she looks at Brother Yang is so tender, but she looks at me so coldly?"

Xu Ying pouted and said, "Who told you to be so mean?"

"What the hell..."

If you don't give up, you can't wait to beat this guy up.

Augustus frowned and said, "Mr. Yang has been in a coma for three days.

Logically speaking, Mr. Yang should wake up, but why hasn’t he woke up yet?

Is there something really wrong?"

Hopkins said: "Just wait a little longer, I believe Mr. Yang will be fine."

Everyone nodded. Now they don't know what to do. They can only wait.

Waited for a few more hours.

Everyone stayed in the room and did not leave.

until noon.

Yang Luo's fingers suddenly moved, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Yang is awake!"

Prajna shouted in surprise.

"Yang Luo!"

"Brother Yang!"

"Mr. Yang!"

Everyone was overjoyed and quickly gathered around.

Looking at the familiar faces in front of him, Yang Luo was still a little confused.

He remembered.

After he killed the Dark Judge, the Dark Cultist and the Demon Evoker, the soldiers of the Oxford Kingdom and the members of the Dark Judge Group were scared away.

He passed out later.

He calmed down for a while and then sat up directly.

"Everyone, where is this?"

Yang Luo asked doubtfully.

Alves smiled and said: "Mr. Yang, this is our magical country.

I saw that you were seriously injured and exhausted, so I brought you here to rest and heal."

"I see."

Yang Luo nodded suddenly, then looked at the goddess of fate, "Natasha, why are you here?"

The goddess of fate said: "Two days ago, I came here to ask the teacher about magic, and I planned to practice here.

But who knew you were seriously injured and unconscious, so the teacher and I used magic to heal your injuries."

"oh……"

Yang Luo grinned and said, "Natasha, thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

The goddess of fate looked at Yang Luo tenderly and shook her head.

"By the way, how many days have I been in coma?"

Yang Luo asked.

Fate replied: "Three days."

"What?! Three days?!"

The corner of Yang Luo's mouth twitched, "Oh my god, I was unconscious for so long?!"

Alves said: "Mr. Yang, if ordinary people go through this war, there is a question whether they can survive.

Mr. Yang, you only woke up after being in a coma for three days, which is already a miracle."

Everyone also nodded, admiring Yang Luo and thinking that Yang Luo was simply a god.

Yang Luo bowed his hands to everyone again and said thanks: "Everyone, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I would have been buried in the sea!"

Alves smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Mr. Yang, it's us who should say thank you!

If it weren't for you, Mr. Yang, those guys from Oxford would never have let us go!"

Augustus said: "However, one thing is really strange. Why did those guys from Oxford suddenly choose to evacuate until the end of the battle?"

Hopkins said: "This is not difficult to explain. It is probably that those guys were really intimidated by Mr. Yang.

Of course, with our help, those guys probably chose to evacuate in order to avoid casualties."

"Well, it is possible."

Augustus nodded.

Yang Luo took a deep breath and said: "No matter why those guys evacuated in the end, it is enough if everyone can leave Oxford safely."

"That's right."

Alves nodded and then said: "Mr. Yang, lunch is ready.

Please wash up and let's all get together later."

"no problem."

Yang Luo nodded in agreement.

After everyone leaves the room.

Yang Luo turned over and got out of bed, looked at the gauze bandaged on his body, smiled and shook his head.

His whole body was shaken, and all the gauze on his body was shattered.

And the wounds on his body have long since healed.
To be continued...