Chapter 427 : Aren't you worried about your elder brother?
Lu'er shook her head: "This slave doesn't know. After the great wizard came back with the man in his arms, he locked him in a quiet room and never came out. I really don't know whether he is dead or alive..."
Long Fuyue jumped up: "I'll go take a look!"
The soles of her feet were still a little weak, so she staggered and ran out.
Yang Kunyu was guarding the door of Jia Ruo's quiet room. When he saw her running towards him, a trace of relief appeared in his eyes: "Fu Yue, you're awake, are you okay?"
Long Fuyue didn't bother to chat with him: "Has my senior brother come out? Is that person... is that person okay?" [
Yang Kunyu glanced at her, a little surprised: "Fu Yue, you...you seem to care about him very much? He had a duel with your senior brother, and your senior brother was also injured, and now he has spent all day and night trying to save that person. Close your eyes. You... aren't you worried about your senior brother?"
Long Fuyue was stunned for a moment, as if he had been punched in the face by someone. He said with a smile: "I... I naturally care about the senior brother, but the senior brother is fine, and that person did it to save me... I...I feel very sorry..." She explained nonchalantly. She didn't know whether she was talking to herself or to Yang Kunyu.
She listened carefully to the movement inside, but it was silent inside, without any sound: "Senior brother and the others are not here? Or...Hai is that person who was not revived after all..."
Long Fuyue didn't dare to think about it any more. She couldn't hold her breath any longer and reached out to push the door of the quiet room.
Yang Kunyu hurriedly stopped her: "Fu Yue, don't go in! The great wizard clearly gave a death order when he went in. No one is allowed to enter and disturb him before he comes out. Fu Yue, you, you have already caused a disaster, so don't do it again. Breaking in."
This sentence is more effective than any other sentence. Long Fuyue sat down, hugged his knees with his hands, his head hung slightly between his legs, and he closed his eyes slightly: "Okay, I'll wait."
After waiting for another day, there was still no movement inside.
Long Fuyue sat at the door, feeling like she was going to sit like a statue. The servants brought the food, but Long Fuyue had no intention of looking at it or swallowing it. If Yang Kunyu hadn't forced her to take a few bites, she wouldn't have even looked at it. I don’t even bother to look at it.
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I need to explain that. Feng Qianyu’s arm was fractured, that is, the bones were broken, not that it fell. You didn’t see that arm flying out, right?