However, it was too worried about Lolo at the time, and it ran into the conversion space without taking a good look at the situation.
Now that I think about it, I am indeed a little worried. That power is not easy to provoke... ..
Shenyu looked at Xiaobao and shook his head, and the worry in his heart became even more serious.
"In the non-night palace, what happened to you?"
Xiao Bao raised his head slightly, glanced at Luo Luo on the bed, and sucked his little nose. He was a bit wronged and blamed himself, "These are not important anymore. Currently, what about Luo Luo's injuries?"
Little Bao's heart hurts, and it hurts. It thinks that Luo Xue's situation is the cause of it.
As a demon familiar with a contract, Little Treasure can perceive Yun Luoxue's inner thoughts.
At this moment, it almost felt Yun Luoxue's powerlessness and weakness.
The reason for all this was because Luo Xue had almost exhausted her aura when fighting against the dark power.
Moreover, she spent a lot of her heart's blood at the last moment, and it was common sense for her to pass out of a coma with such a huge injury.
However, I don't know how they are going to save Yun Luoxue this time.
Qianmo Qingcheng is now unclear about his life and death, and his safety is uncertain.
Luo Xue was unconscious again now, and it was a problem that he could not be saved.
Shenyu quietly looked at the woman on the couch without speaking.
And Xiao Bao just squatted quietly and looked at Yun Luoxue pitifully without saying a word.
In an instant of effort, this room was plunged into a silent atmosphere, which made people sink into it, a little uncomfortable, and a little depressed.
One person and one pet were thinking about what way they would use to rescue Luo Xue.
However, time passed quietly, like a stream passing by, they didn't have a clue.
With a loud noise, the dullness in the living room was broken.
Qianmo Qingcheng showed up and returned, Shenyu moved his mind slightly, and turned to look at Qianmo Qingcheng: "What's the matter?"
A black robe, slightly wrinkled, and a little messy hair. The handsome face of the peerless world has a touch of determination and ruthlessness. The whole person looks domineering, but warm and moist.
This is a dangerous man, and touching it up close will make you feel bloodthirsty and cold.
Looking at it from a distance will make you feel that this is a gentle and handsome man, not murderous, not fierce.
Regardless of the distance, it seems safe, but in reality it is extremely dangerous.
Qian Mo Qingcheng looked at the woman on the bed, restrained her own momentum, and made people feel that it was warm and tender from winter to spring in an instant.
Shenyu couldn't help sighing, Qianmo Qingcheng is a man who is unfathomable, unpredictable and unpredictable.
Dangerous but fascinating.
It's like a poppy, it looks beautiful, but it's black and spicy.
Qian Mo Qingcheng's gaze has never been removed from the person on the soft couch for more than half a minute. Now, he just appeared, and walked to the bed in three steps in two steps, holding Yun Luoxue's soft boneless hand, and twisting his brows slightly. A layer of gloom was cast on the beautiful man's face: "Sure enough, too much blood in the heart has been lost."
Without anger and energy, Yun Luoxue now looks like an empty shell, with the exception of some blood stains on her chest, which is almost perfect.
But her whole body, as if all her strength had been hollowed out, lifeless.
It looked like an eggplant soaked in winter snow, wilted.
Little Treasure jumped up and jumped to Yun Luoxue's bedside, her eyes were incomparably reproachful, and her voice did not have the original arrogance and arrogance.