It is not enough to have his own strength, and it is not enough to regain his status as a prince! But this does not mean that the silver face cannot be!
He wanted to use his silver identity to come out in full just to find Su Tong! Because his intuition told him that something really happened this time!
If you don't take risks this time, you may regret it for life.
Just an identity, just expose it, just expose it...
However, Xuanyuan Hao had not expected at that time: What kind of uproar will the decision at this moment cause in the near future?
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At the same time, in a manor outside the country.
Yan Luo had just left the seclusion, his tall figure looked a little thin, and his handsome face added a little fatigue and paleness.
At this moment, he was sitting quietly at the table, touching the piece of fire jade in his hand with his slender fingers, looking at the word "pupil" that was still clearly visible on it, and his thoughts were no longer flying where they were.
It took him three days to barely adjust his injury. At least, the four broken ribs were connected. However, this time the energy consumption was too great, and his martial arts were originally cold. This time healing with martial arts also made the fire jade useless and he also restored his previous cold body.
He poured himself a glass of water, stroked the smooth edge of the cup with his slender fingers, looked at the misty water vapor, and couldn't help but raise a touch of self-deprecation at the corner of his mouth - Sure enough, everything he touched now is cold! Even with such hot water, he couldn't feel any temperature...
"Disciple..." He murmured, looking at the empty scenery outside the window, and silently added in his heart: I wonder if you are still the only person who can feel the warmth of me now?
Yan Lei sent Chi Feng away, who was recovering from the wounded here, came in, stood respectfully beside Yan Luo, and shouted: "Lord."
Yan Luo glanced at him and had no intention of speaking, but instead made Yan Lei uneasy. Before the Lord retreated, he told him to follow the young master and protect the young master, but now... he was injured and came back first and lost the young master!
It's so damn!
"Lord!" After hesitating for a long time, Yan Lei finally gritted his teeth and spoke, taking the initiative to apologize, "Subordinate..."
"Have you recovered better?" Yan Luo did not give him a chance to speak. He interrupted when he spoke, asked lightly, and added when he was stunned, "If you still feel uncomfortable, go back and rest, don't have to stand here."
He doesn't need anyone to follow him either.
"It's all right!" Yan Lei quickly spoke, stood up straighter, deliberately ignoring the remaining discomfort in his chest, and did not want to become a useless subordinate in the Lord's eyes.
Yan Luo glanced at him, frowned slightly, and naturally saw through him, but he did not feel like he was talking.
He likes to stand, so let him stand.
With a "clang", Yan Luo just lowered his eyes and a restlessness came from the door. The large vase arranged there fell down, making a loud noise, cracking into pieces on the ground.
His eyes sank, and he raised his eyebrows and saw Huo'er rushing towards him.
"Huo'er?" Yan Luo was slightly stunned, and looked up reflexively to see if someone was following him. When he saw the empty corridor behind him, a hint of disappointment surged in his eyes.
He covered up this emotion well and sighed quietly: "Huo'er, don't smash the things of my deity when you come! This kind of Fenghuohuo personality is really similar to..." Su Tong!
Halfway through his words, he was stumbling, as if he had remembered something, swallowed the second half of the sentence, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
Huo'er didn't have the patience to hear what Yan Luo was saying. It rushed in quickly, bit the corner of his clothes and pulled him out - it couldn't find Xuanyuan Hao, so it could only hope for Yan Luo!
One minute earlier, you can find Su Tong earlier!
"What's wrong?" Yan Luo frowned, raised his hand and pulled Huo'er away, pressed against its huge head, and looked directly into its anxiety, "If you have something to do, I want me to help?"
Huo'er took a step back, nodded, and made a whisper in his throat, as if he was eager to explain something, but he didn't say anything, and no one could understand what it meant.
"Then you can lead the way." Yan Luo stood up, pursed his lips and sighed softly, waved his hand, and signaled Huo'er to walk in front.
Seeing that Yan Luo was about to go out, Yan Lei couldn't help but be anxious. He rushed over and followed Yan Luo, and said with concern: "Lord, you have been in seclusion for only three days and your injuries have not healed yet. It's better not to go out, right?"
The world outside is dangerous, who knows who will encounter someone and what? Isn’t it dangerous to walk out of the protection of the illusion barrier and the Lord is injured in his body?
"Who said that my injury has not healed?" Yan Luo stopped and sneered faintly.
Yan Lei knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly lowered his head, but saw Yan Luo approaching step by step, and finally stood one foot in front of him.
"Instead of worrying about the deity, it's better to worry about yourself first." He spoke coldly, patting his chest twice as if he was unintentionally, then lifting his foot and leaving directly.
Yan Lei's face turned pale, he held his chest and coughed dryly until blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
The Lord did see his injury. He just slapped his internal force and proved everything! He really couldn't hide anything from his eyes!
Yan Lei gasped and stabilized his breath, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Yan Luo's lonely back, stood there and hesitated for a while, and finally took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and followed...
But this time he was more aware of things, just followed him and never said a word of nonsense again.
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In the suburbs, Huo'er still took them to the place where blood was left.
It hurriedly circled the bloodstain, but didn't know how to explain to Yan Luo.
Just when it was extremely anxious, Yan Luo took a step forward and spoke slowly: "Is she missing from here?"