Master Rong Yun returned to Yunwu Peak.
At this time, Su Luo was still in a coma and needed to rely on Nangong Liuyun's continuous supply of spiritual energy to maintain his vitality.
Rong Yun looked at Su Luo quietly, staring at this familiar face.
"Save her." Nangong Liuyun's voice was cold.
Rong Yun put his hands behind his back and stood in front of the window, white robe hunting for the wind.
Looking at the sky, the calm eyes flashed a ray of light when they heard this sentence.
After a long while, Rong Yun's eyes turned back from the window, a look of pity flashed in his eyes, and he sighed slightly: "It's not easy to save."
If he could save him, why wouldn't he want to take action
More than anyone else, he hoped that the girl would be healthy, safe and happy.
Nangong Liuyun stood up suddenly, his slender body was full of oppression, and his eyes were full of madness, staring at Rong Yun: "Save her!"
Rong Yun's eyes were as dark as ink in an ink painting, bottomless.
He thought for a while, and finally, those sharp eyes shot straight at Nangong Liuyun: "Are you sure you want to save her?"
"If my life could be exchanged for hers, I would absolutely do it." Nangong Liuyun's eyes were deep and cold, and he was arrogant and arrogant.
Rong Yun looked at him quietly, as if to distinguish the truth from the false in his words.
At this time, Nangong Liuyun stood tall and tall, with a calm face, gloomy eyes, and his whole body was full of chills: "You say it."
Rong Yun's eyes were cold and shallow, but a deep meaning flashed in his eyes.
"It's very difficult to save her." Rong Yun was still indifferent, like the wind, "Although you don't necessarily have to give your life, but there is a risk of death."
"Nine deaths are only one life. As long as I can save Luoluo, I will also go after ten deaths." Nangong Liuyun's sonorous voice overcame all the noise and sounded in Rong Yun's ears.
Rong Yun's eyes instantly brightened and could see through everything in the world.
"That being the case, sit down and listen to me slowly." Rong Yun looked at Nangong Liuyun, and the original alienation attitude gradually softened.
"Luo girl's injury is very serious. If you don't save her, she will surely die in three months."
Rong Yun's eyes were filled with an unstoppable determination.
Nangong Liuyun heard the words, and his whole body suddenly twitched, his heart clenched together.
"You said, Luoluo will die?" He stared at Rong Yun aggressively, murderous.
"It will die." Rong Yun made no secret, "Although your spiritual energy can last for a while, it cannot last for a lifetime. One year is the longest period."
In other words, if you don't save it, within a year, Luoluo will...
Thinking of this, Nangong Liuyun's face turned pale, he pursed his thin lips, and the line of his chin was as cold as an aristocrat: "What do you want to do?"
Regardless of whether he goes up the knife mountain or down the oil pan, he is bound to be obliged and willing to do so.
Rong Yun's handsome eyebrows raised slightly: "Have you heard of Scarlet Scrophularia?"
Nangong Liuyun's eyes frowned slightly: "Can the red-blooded scrophularia of living dead flesh and bones?"
Nangong Liuyun has read a lot of books since he was a child.
"Yeah." Rong Yun looked out the window, his voice was faint, like the wind: "There is a red-blooded Scrophularia in Muxian Mansion."
He only said this sentence, and did not speak any more.
He believed that Nangong Liuyun understood.
Nangong Liuyun heard the words, but stood there in a daze, motionless, after a while, his eyes turned slightly, his eyes were as sharp as ice knives: "Muxian Mansion?"
As one of the top ten families in the world, how could he have never heard of the word Muxian Mansion