"Of course I know you. That's my young master's friend. Why? Has she left?" Feng Wurao didn't understand the truth, and thought it was Qingluan who didn't listen to her, so she took care of Mo Yeweilan here and left on her own.

But how could he know? As soon as he finished speaking, the woman sitting in a wheelchair opposite him immediately turned pale.

Feng Wurao was an extremely smart person. Seeing this, she moved her heart and immediately ignored the woman, turned around and entered the hall directly.

Sure enough, as soon as he stepped into the purple hall gate, a strong smell of blood immediately rushed into his mouth and nose. In his body, the black shark, who had been boiling when he smelled the dragon energy in the past

The mermaid pearl was as if it was sinking into the sea and there was no movement at all. It was so quiet, just like the woman named Qingluan who had really disappeared from here.

However, he knew that she did not disappear, because as soon as he entered the inner hall, the breathing of the two people of different frequencies came into his ears.

One is almost inaudible, while the other, although he can still hear breathing, is also extremely unstable, and it sounds like he has suffered a severe blow.

So he speeded up, lifted the bead curtain hanging from the door of the inner hall and walked in.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered, the two people who were lying on the carved wooden bed without any movement immediately made him frown slightly.

Why did things turn out to be here in just one night?

The woman who shouldn't have been seriously injured was actually lying on the bed with his eldest disciple. Judging from the fingers that the two of them had been holding tightly, it seemed that his eldest disciple had been holding her tightly.

Could it be that what really happened?

Recalling the woman sitting in a wheelchair she saw just now at the door of the hall, he finally sank his face and put his finger on the pulse of the woman who was sleeping outside.

The pulse is extremely weak, and there is no trace of the aura belonging to her dragon clan!

Could it be...her inner alchemy is gone?

As soon as he was sure, his face changed slightly. He was about to wake her up, but at this moment, Qingluan, who felt the movement of his wrist, slowly opened his eyes.

"Wu Rao?" As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the man sitting in front of him was the man he had been looking forward to for the past two days. Suddenly, Qingluan sat up from the bed excitedly.

But at this moment, her wrist, which had been tightly held by another person, suddenly loosened. She was stunned and looked down. It was the child on the right who had been lying beside her, even her head

It hung down from the pillow.

"Xiao Lan!" Almost without warning, the heart in her chest seemed to stop beating. Her eyes were just staring at the face that had no breath.

The eyebrows are as if they are clenched, and the nose is as if they are hanging on the brink. Although the perfect thin lips are as gray as they are, their shape is like carved.

Sure enough, this child has always been beautiful. Even though he did not open his eyes, she knew that his eyes were also beautiful, like the lake water in a jade curling, a deep pool of deep let you explore.

Not at his bottom.

"Qingluan?Qingluan?"

Feng Wurao didn't know why this woman was suddenly sitting there stupidly? Seeing that her eldest disciple was about to break even in her last breath, she didn't care about her anymore, so she bent over and helped him out of the bed.

Get up.
Chapter completed!