Men can only take the Chixiao Sword, and women can only take the Chengying Sword. This is an ironclad rule and no one can violate it.

In order for a group of people to survive and to persist to help Su Luo get medicine on the ninth level, Zi Yan, who was confused and on the verge of fainting, bit her tongue hard.

The tingling pain at the tip of her tongue made her wake up a little.

However, at this time, her face was even more ugly than that of Li Yaoyao, with her face as white as snow and bloodless.

"Zi Yan, come down." Su Luo couldn't bear it.

Zi Yan shook her head. No, she wants to persevere!

"Zi Yan..." Beichen's shadow took two steps forward.

At this moment, suddenly, the small body of the elemental elf at Zi Yan's feet fell to the ground with a slight slap, and the layers of bubbles surrounding them burst instantly.

"Puff--" Zi Yan burst out with blood.

Her body was backfired and bounced out fiercely.

Fortunately, Bei Chenying was prepared and hugged her so she did not hit the hard coffin.

"Vomit—" Zi Yan vomited blood in big mouthfuls.

"Zi Yan!" Su Luo felt very distressed and took out the best spiritual elixir and stuffed it into Zi Yan's mouth.

Her spiritual power is now on the verge of exhaustion. If it is not replenished, her meridians are likely to be permanently damaged.

Before, when Zi Yan was fighting with Chengying Sword, no one could get close to her, so Su Luo could only hold the Lingyuan Pill in his hand and be prepared at any time.

Seeing Zi Yan's breathing became stable 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 by Mr. Situ?"

"Yaoyao was injured the same as Miss Ziyan just now. Why did you obviously have the Spirit Yuan Pill but not help?" Situ Ming asked with confidence.

Su Luo looked at the infatuated person like an idiot and smiled coldly: "Li Yaoyao? What does it have to do with me if she is injured or not? Mr. Situ thought I was Guanyin Bodhisattva who saved the suffering or the Virgin Mary who was compassionate?"

"But we are teammates!" Situ Ming was so angry that his face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

"Teammate? I don't have teammates who stabbed him secretly with sarcastic expressions." Su Luo looked at him with a smile, but his eyes were cold without any warmth.

For Situ Ming, at first she sympathized with Li Yaoyao for his ungrateful behavior, but now, Su Luo finally realized that there must be something hateful to the poor!

Situ Ming's face turned red after Su Luo's words.

He didn't expect that the weak wind would fall down as soon as it blew, and the little girl with a sick look on her face would speak so sharply.

At this moment, there was a strange silence around.

Suddenly, Luo Dieyi walked towards Su Luo, and finally stood beside Su Luo with a firm look at her with a sincere look: "Miss Su, do you still have the Lingyuan Pill?"

Luo Dieyi tried her best to show a sincere and earnest expression, but her flickering eyes betrayed her.

Su Luo's mouth curled up with a faint sarcasm: "Oh? It is said that Luoyu Palace has always been famous for its elixirs. Does Miss Luo not even have a spiritual elixir on her body?"

To be honest, there are quite a lot of Lingyuan Pills in her space, and bottles are piled up. These are her writing practices this year.

There are also a few bottles, which are the master-level spiritual essence pills given by the master.
Chapter completed!