After the words came out, Beiming Lulu stopped her voice.
Beside her was the god-killing mercenary group who had been eyeing Ye Qingluo. She couldn't tell about Ye Qingluo's current situation.
Back at his brother's side, Ye Qingluo had already relaxed, closed his charming eyes weakly, and leaned against Long Yunzhan's arms.
"Qing Luo, what kind of brother-sister friendship are you talking about at this time! Just let Xi Jue bite off his hand!" Qiao Jin stared angrily at Ye Fengru who was being supported by Wei Beilie.
Ye Qingluo moved his eyelashes, and his breath slowly stretched.
The slender fingers gently scratched the back of Long Yunzhan's hand.
Long Yunzhan understood what Ye Qingluo was thinking in an instant.
His face was dark, his eyes were cold, as if covered with frost, and his voice was as cold as if wrapped in ice: "If you kill the gods, if you don't want to die, stop the bleeding immediately."
Nangong Feiran was startled when he heard the words, his pupils widened suddenly, he turned his head and shouted eagerly: "Quickly stop Fengru's bleeding! Be careful of corpse insects!"
Everyone suddenly realized.
Why did Xi Jue just bite Ye Fengru's wrist, but didn't bite it off, and didn't directly tear Ye Fengru into pieces.
It is for this reason.
In the tomb of King Mausoleum, no blood can be seen.
If Ye Fengru's wrist was bitten off, a lot of blood would be spilled.
If corpse worms are attracted, they will be swallowed by the corpse worms without any flames, and there will be no residue left.
Therefore, Xi Jue just cut the skin of Ye Fengru's wrist and kept licking his blood.
Qiao Jin clenched his fist and squeezed the money dart tightly: "After we get out, we can kill Ye Fengru as much as we want! Now let's spare his life for now!"
The expression on Long Yunzhan's face was still indifferent, but there was a deep coldness in his eyes, mixed with murderous aura ready to go.
"This is the consequence of nonsense. Even if you die here, you deserve it." The cool voice was full of anger, and those azure blue eyes were coldly staring at the person in his arms.
He is really angry.
If he hadn't been angry, Long Yunzhan, who has always been cool, would never have said such sarcastic words.
Ye Qingluo knew he was wrong, but he really didn't have the strength to respond.
"How is she?" Long Yunzhan suddenly looked at Beiming Lulu with his cold eyes.
Beiming Lulu shuddered, coughed lightly, and replied through voice transmission in the mercenary regiment medal: "Qingluo her... her Xuanxinyu... seems to be gone..."
Ye Qingluo's pulse was very chaotic, so chaotic that he couldn't detect the slightest fluctuation of profound energy.
It can only prove that Ye Qingluo forcibly exhausted Xuanxinyu's power just now, causing Xuanxinyu to overload and shatter directly in the body.
Such a thing has not happened before.
Xuan Xinyu is gone
In other words, the current Ye Qingluo is an ordinary person, an ordinary person who is so ordinary that he doesn't even have the power to act.
In this kind of eerie and eerie mausoleum, an ordinary person who doesn't even have the strength to walk is extremely dangerous!
Long Yunzhan's eyes grew colder.
Ye Qingluo, who was leaning against his arms, couldn't help shivering.
Long Yunzhan's eyes were covered with a layer of extremely cold, as if covered with a thin layer of frost.
He squatted down slowly, and put Ye Qingluo beside Xi Jue, snuggling up between Xi Jue's soft hair.
The cold voice, as if ethereal like the wind, fell into everyone's ears: "In order to save everyone, to keep everyone alive, Qing Luo risked her life, but what did she get?"
The thin, whitish lips gently pulled out a chilling arc.
Raising his eyes, his blue eyes were fixed on Ye Fengru.
Long Yunzhan walked towards him slowly: "The reward is that you killed the gods and crossed the river to tear down the bridge, and repay your favor with revenge."
While flipping his palm, a long sword glowing with faint blue light appeared from his palm.