An Tong and An Su left quickly.
Calm was restored in the house again.
Only Su Yan and the sleeping Junyu were left.
Su Yan lowered her head.
He took Jun Yu's hand.
Fingers on his pulse.
The pulse is peaceful and there is nothing wrong.
She reached out and took the bottle of medicine.
Then, I closed my eyes.
Not for a while.
Su Yan opened her eyes.
For some reason, her dark eyes turned golden.
She holds out her hand.
Clenched into a fist.
It looks like there is blood on the hand.
The color of that blood is very strange.
At first glance it is scarlet, nothing surprising.
But if you look closely, the scarlet blood is golden.
At this moment, Jun Yu, who was leaning on Su Yan's shoulder, let out a hasty snort.
Su Yan immediately withdrew her hand.
Beads of blood dripped to the ground.
Did not have time to drip into the bottle.
She wiped the blood from her hands on the edge of the sofa.
The eyes gradually returned to black.
She looked down at Junyu.
His frown eased slightly.
The pretty face doesn't seem to be so painful anymore.
Xiao Hua hurriedly communicated with Su Yan
"Host, are you feeding him with your divine power
Xiaohua knows you are guilty.
But you can't exchange your life for his. "
Su Yan's attention was always on the sleeping Junyu.
He seemed to be falling asleep again.
Attention shifted to the words.
Confuse
"Why should I feel guilty?"
Xiaohua was taken aback for a moment, her voice was milky
"Isn't the host feeling indebted because he knew that he was injured and sealed in order to block your suffering
Did you decide to feed him with your divine power? "
Su Yan shook her head
"no."
"Then you, since you don't feel guilty, why do you do such a thing that seriously hurts yourself?"
Su Yan lowered her head
"He can't die. I just don't want to see him suffer."
Xiao Hua couldn't understand her host's thoughts.
I can only nod in cooperation
"Then why don't you do it now?"
Su Yan slowly
"The man just said that every time I get close to him, he will suffer from bone erosion.
The forces in both of us are repulsive.
My blood won't save him, it will only hurt him. "
She just mobilized her strength, and he was in unbearable pain.
Let him drink his own blood.
I'm afraid that this demon soul that has been raised for thousands of years will be seriously injured again.
Su Yan wiped the blood off her hands.
The wound on his hand was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her hand wanted to touch him.
But I was afraid that if the blood was not wiped clean, it would hurt him again.
She held it with one hand, while the other hand hung beside her and remained motionless.
Su Yan's complexion paled as fast as the naked eye could see.
Her eyelids are downcast.
Look faint.
I don't know what to think.
Xiaohua endured it for a long time.
It really didn't understand what the host said.
Finally, after an hour, Xiaohua couldn't help asking
"Master Junyu will risk his life for you, does the host feel very moved?"
Su Yan's eyelashes trembled
"fine."
She just felt a rush of enthusiasm when she heard this.
Everything else, nothing.
Xiaohua is even more puzzled
"Doesn't the host love Lord Junyu anymore? Shouldn't people who love each other at this time cry bitterly and be so moved?"
Su Yan closed her eyes.
Seems to be a little weak.
The body shook.
In the end, it still damaged the divine power.
However, the injury is not serious, and it will recover after a few days of rest.
She slowly, lightly
"If that ghost stone will hurt him. I will make the same choice."