Shangguan Ling'er bit his lip, looked at Nan Liyou again, and asked humbly: "Xiaoqi, just leave his life behind! Is it OK?"
Nan Liyou breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slowly: "Okay! I will save his life!"
After saying that, he glanced at Lian Chengjue and his head was on his head.
Lian Chengjue understood what that meant. His palm fell on Zhao Siyan's head, and the force on his big palm began to increase, opening up layers of black aperture...
Zhao Siyan bit her lip and held Shangguan Ling'er's hand. This was the first time he took the initiative to pull her.
"Don't worry, I will always be with you!" Shangguan Ling'er gave him a positive look.
Zhao Siyan curled the corners of his lips, leaving her with a beautiful smile, then closed her eyes and gradually gathered sweat on her forehead.
"Brother Yan..." Shangguan Ling'er called out softly, revealing a long-lost smile.
Lian Chengjue stopped and said lightly: "He will forget everything and will not threaten anyone anymore!"
Nan Liyou glanced at him and his eyes fell on the blood hole in his chest. Where the blood was still flowing, why didn't he feel a trace of pain?
"Thank you!" Shangguan Ling'er kowtowed to Nan Liyou and Lian Chengjue.
"This is Youran's pill." Nan Liyou handed her the pill. To be honest, she really admired Shangguan Ling'er.
Zhao Siyan was so cold to her that she not only did not have resentment, but was willing to give up her life and keep him. If it were someone else, she might not be able to do it.
"Gamor, little fifth son, please send them away!" Nan Liyou ordered lightly.
"Thank you Xiaoqi!" Gu Ling'er looked at her gratefully, her eyes filled with thousands of words.
The little fifth son walked over, sighed, and worked together to help Zhao Siyan up and said, "Let's go!"
Gamo took Youran from Nan Liyou, switched to his back, looked south Liyou's head, and then followed the steps of the person in front...
Watching them go away, Nan Liyou turned his head and met a pair of affectionate eyes with a smile on her face. She frowned and looked at his wound with some concern: "It seems that you are fine."
Well!"
Lian Chengjue was shocked, looked down at his bloody chest, supported his forehead with his handrail, and his feet were in a messy way toward Nan Liyou, murmured: "No, I'm so dizzy!"
Following the trend, he fell on Nan Liyou's shoulders, and a trace of light flashed through his eyes.
Seeing this, Nan Li's eyelids twitched. He looked at the person on one side, narrowed his phoenix eyes, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Lian Chengjue!"
"Little thing, I'm really uncomfortable!" Lian Chengjue closed his eyes and said quietly, putting his big hand on her shoulder.
Then, Nan Liyou felt his body lighter, and saw him holding him in his arms, facing the wind, stepping into the air...
There was a black cloud in the air at some point.
Like a gust of wind, Lian Chengjue half-wrugged Nan Liyou and returned to the Demon Palace above Yunyi.
When he fell on the couch, Lian Chengjue fainted, his eyebrows tightly frowned into the character Chuan, and his lips were bloodless.
Seeing this, Nan Li was shocked, pulled away his bound hand and touched his forehead. It was so hot...
"Is he sick?" Nan Liyou was surprised. He wasn't Mohuang, wasn't Mohuang immortal? He was still sick?
"Hmph! Mohuang is not for you! Otherwise, how could this end be achieved!"
There was a sarcastic sound in the hall. Nan Liyou looked over and saw a shadow below, gradually showing shape.