Sacred Soul of Blood

Chapter 1584: Countermeasures against the enemy (20)

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However, Xuan Ming was powerless. He did not have the power to purify the evil spirits, so he became helpless. Seeing that he could not get rid of the evil spirits in Saint Ninglu's body, the imperial doctor felt very frightened, and he couldn't help asking Xuan Ming for mercy. Although Xuan Ming He also wanted to lose his temper to the imperial doctor, but he knew that it was useless to do so. He reprimanded the imperial doctor and withdrew, then walked to the edge of the bed in despair, and looked at Ninglu, who was gradually sinking. , He was so distressed that he couldn't explain it. He held Ninglu's hand and shed tears: "It's all my fault. I didn't have a good life to protect you. It hurts you and makes you suffer with me. I really deserve to die. I really want to kill. I also hate myself for knowing you. If I didn’t know you and you didn’t know me, then you would not be hurt for me, painful for me, let alone almost killed me several times. I really regret it, really hate it."

Looking at the dying Ninglu, Xuan Ming's heart has never hurt before. Perhaps he only felt at this moment that he only felt pain and sadness when someone who cared was in danger of leaving him, and he began to pay attention to what he felt. The emotion of possession. He held Ninglu's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that once he let it go, he would not be able to feel her temperature.

But Ninglu in her sleep heard Xuanming’s whispers, but she felt extremely painful in her heart. She tried to open her eyes and comfort the painful Xuan Ming, but her body was weak and numb, but she was still unable to move. Can quietly listen to Xuan Ming's words.

However, because of Ninglu’s surprising will to survive, the spiritual power in her body began to recover, and the power of spiritual purification began to purify the evil in the body. Slowly, the numb body began to feel conscious, and she finally had the strength to open her eyes. Looking at the tearful man at the bedside, her eyes couldn't help but tears, and she rustled down. She raised her weak hand, touched Xuan Ming and held her hand tightly, and whispered: "Do you know? When I heard these words, I felt so happy in my life, even if I am dead in this life. At this point, I also feel no regrets, Brother Xuan Ming, I am really happy, really."

Xuanming showed a bitter smile. He put Ninglu's hand on his face, and his heart was both happy and worried. Although it was only for an instant, Xuan Qingqing had understood that in his own heart, Ninglu was indeed so important. He had thought However, if he lost her in this battle, he would definitely not want to live anymore. After the battle was over, he wanted to abdicate and return to the place where he first met Ninglu. This is also the best way he can go, and the most fundamental response deep in his heart.

"Don't worry, you will be fine, and we must be able to survive this battle." Xuan Ming hoped to give Ninglu some encouragement to cheer her up.

Ninglu smiled indifferently, and only said: "Brother Xuanming, don't worry, I will be fine. The spiritual power in my body will purify the evil spirits. I only need to use exercises for a while to heal the wounds, but you, Brother Xuanming, still go out of the court. It’s important to comfort the sergeant, don’t pay attention to me, I will be fine."

"How can I rest assured that you look like this?" Xuan Ming said he didn't want to leave.