Her face was full of disbelief and incredible, and her eyes were filled with anxiety and shock.

Bei Chenying had already frozen, motionless like a sculpture, holding her breath, staring at Nangong Liuyun with her eyes tightly.

"Second, hold on!" Bei Chenying's eyes were red with anxiety.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun's condition was very bad.

He had no idea that after he stepped onto the battle stage, the surrounding environment changed instantly.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun could clearly feel the changes in his body.

The originally full and fresh vitality is passing by quickly.

His body aging rapidly.

The spiritual power in the body pours out like a crazi wave, and the spiritual power and the essence of life are constantly flowing.

Even every step forward, he could clearly feel that he was one step closer to death.

On the high platform, the white jade brocade box exudes a luster, like the stars in the night sky, dazzling and bright.

A faint and gentle smile appeared on the corner of Nangong Liuyun's mouth.

Getting the Red Blood Scrophularia is equivalent to saving Luo Yatou's life.

Nangong Liuyun raised a weak smile on his lips: "Luo girl, wait for me."

Off the stage, Su Luo's eyes were red and swollen, and tears in his eyes slid down his cheeks...

"No, Nangong Liuyun, don't..." Su Luo was fixed and could not run to the battle stage. She could only shout anxiously.

However, no matter how heart-wrenchingly she shouted, Nangong Liuyun still firmly headed towards the Red Blood Scrophularia.

Weak steps, but unswerving.

Su Luo could clearly see the changes in his physiological functions.

Thirty-year-old Nangong Liuyun.

Forty-year-old Nangong Liuyun.

Fifty-year-old Nangong Liuyun.

...Every step he takes, his breath of life will age a little.

"No, I can't do this, how could the third senior brother..." Zi Yan's tears flowed down her face, and she cried and fell into Bei Chenying's arms.

Beichenying's fist clenched, but he was powerless. He was so angry that he smashed his fist on the wall.

A crystal tears were wiped away silently by him.

Watching him age quickly, watching his crystal-like skin become dry as skinny as bones, watching his thin and slender body as thin as a skeleton, and watching his dark black hair turn white in an instant... Su Luo felt dizzy and his forehead turned black.

Her Nangong...the unparalleled and beautiful and charming Nangong, at this time, almost turned into a white-haired skeleton.

At this time, he was three steps away from getting the Red Blood Scrophularia.

Three difficult steps.

Nangong Liuyun seemed to feel Su Luo's sorrow. He came back to his senses with difficulty and smiled miserably at Su Luo.

Su Luo's tears suddenly surged out.

"Above the qiongbi, fall down the yellow spring, Nangong Liuyun, no matter where you go, I will go with you!" Su Luo said this silently.

At this moment, her heart really beats for Nangong Liuyun.

At this moment, Su Luo finally realized that she had loved him more than herself.

"Believe me." Nangong Liuyun smiled in dismay, and then he took another step forward.

"Puff--" A mouthful of bright red blood spread out from the corners of his mouth.

Nangong Liuyun didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to wipe it, and he followed up with another step.

"puff--"

This time, Nangong Liuyun vomited blood in big mouthfuls.

His internal organs were all seriously aged and his vitality was almost dry.
Chapter completed!