Men can only hold the Scarlet Heaven Sword, and women can hold the Chengying Sword. This is an ironclad rule that no one can violate.
In order for a group of people to survive, in order to persist to the ninth floor to help Su Luo get the medicine, Zi Yan, whose eyes were blurred and on the verge of fainting, bit her tongue heavily.
The tingling on the tip of her tongue woke her up a bit.
However, at this time, her face was even more ugly than Li Yaoyao's, her face was as white as snow, and there was no blood.
"Zi Yan, come down." Su Luo couldn't bear it.
Zi Yan shook her head. No, she has to persevere!
"Zi Yan..." Bei Chenying took two steps forward eagerly.
At this moment, suddenly, the small body of the element elf at Zi Yan's feet fell to the ground with a clatter, and the surrounding bubbles burst instantly.
"Pfft-" Zi Yan rushed out with a mouthful of blood.
Her body was backlashed and bounced back violently.
Fortunately, Bei Chenying was already prepared and hugged her so that she didn't bump into the hard coffin.
"Vomit-" Zi Yan vomited blood.
"Zi Yan!" Su Luo felt distressed, took out the best Lingyuan Dan and stuffed it into Zi Yan's mouth.
Her spiritual power is now on the verge of exhaustion, and if she does not replenish her energy, it is very likely that her meridians will be permanently damaged.
When Zi Yan was fighting with Chengying Sword before, no one could approach her, so Su Luo could only hold Lingyuan Dan in her hand and be ready at any time.
Seeing that Zi Yan's breathing became steady after taking Lingyuan Pill, Situ Ming's eyes shot sharply at Su Luo: "Miss Su, are you so selfish?"
Su Luo glanced at Situ Ming with a bad expression: "What do you mean, Young Master Situ?"
"Yaoyao suffered the same injury as Miss Zi Yan just now, why do you have Lingyuan Pill, but you didn't help?" Situ Ming asked confidently.
Su Luo looked at this infatuation like an idiot, and smiled coldly: "Li Yaoyao? Whether she is injured or not has anything to do with me? Young Master Situ thinks I am the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves the suffering, or the Virgin Mary who is compassionate? "
"But we are teammates!" Situ Ming turned pale with anger, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.
"Teammate? I don't sneer at the teammate who stabbed the knife secretly." Su Luo looked at him with a smile, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
As for Situ Ming, at first, she sympathized with Li Yaoyao for his white-eyed actions, but now, Su Luo finally understands that poor people must have something to hate!
Situ Ming's face flushed red when he was held back by Su Luo's words.
He didn't expect that this little girl with a sick face fell down as soon as the weak wind blew, and her words were so sharp.
At this moment, there was an eerie silence all around.
Suddenly, Luo Dieyi walked towards Su Luo, and finally stood beside Su Luo, looking at her earnestly: "Miss Su, may I ask, do you still have Ling Yuan Dan?"
Luo Dieyi tried her best to show a sincere expression, but her flickering eyes betrayed her.
The corner of Su Luo's mouth evoked a faint sarcasm: "Oh? It is said that Luoyu Palace has always been famous in the mainland for its medicinal pills. Could it be that Miss Luo doesn't even have a Lingyuan Dan on her body?"
To be honest, there are quite a lot of Ling Yuan Dan in her space, and bottles are piled up. These are all her writing works this year.
There are still a few bottles, which are the grandmaster-level Lingyuan Dan sent by the master.
However, no matter how much of Su Luo's Lingyuan Pill, he would not give it to Luo Dieyi, who has a wrong heart.