The bright blood on his chest was very dazzling, and her eyes hurt and her eyes were moist.

He pinched Su Luo's right hand tightly, pinching the joints hard, and trying to cut off her wrist.

It hurts, it really hurts.

Su Luo bit her lower lip tightly, and the pain made Su Luo feel that he would be pinched by him and burst into blood vessels. She lowered her head. She saw the blood on her wrist fading away quickly and her skin turned white. Nangong Liuyun's tight fingers almost fell into the flesh.

So hard.

Su Luo was almost numb in pain.

However, she closed her mouth tightly, not daring to say a word, let alone remind him to let go.

Su Luo understood that he was in pain now.

The man fainted in pain and was still in pain.

The pain he was suffering now was thousands of times that of her, and the one who caused all this was her. Why did she cry in front of him?

If this could relieve her guilt, she hoped that the pain would come more severely.

So the white Hao's wrist was pinched so hard that his bones were almost broken. Su Luo was trembling in pain, but she didn't move. Her other hand steadily, slowly, one by one, one by one, wiped the smooth and jade-like skin on his face, and wiped the cold sweat that was dripping.

Even after just after wiping, another layer of his face quickly spread.

He clenched his teeth, and blood came out of his lower lip, which slowly flowed down.

A hint of regret flashed through Su Luo's heart. Such beautiful thin lips and perfect lips shape were really a pity to destroy them... Su Luo didn't even think about it, and stretched out his fingers to support him at his teeth.

Pain... Su Luo frowned for a moment, but his body seemed to be fixed and motionless.

It was not until this moment that she deeply realized how deep he was in pain.

When Ling Feng came in, he saw such a quiet picture of the years.

He looked at Su Luo's white, almost shattered wrist and another bitten bloody hand, a hint of surprise flashed through his deep eyes, and then a flash of clarity.

Since then, although he still raised his eyebrows at Su Luoheng, he has no initial malice and provocation, which is a story later.

When Ling Feng withdrew, he saw Xu San coming in a hurry, followed by an old man with white eyebrows, and a child carrying a medicine box behind him.

A chill flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and he grabbed Xu San's collar: "Where is the surname Leng?"

Senior alchemist Leng Yan, didn’t he invite him? Why wasn’t the person who came here?

Xu San's face was pale, sad and helpless: "Butler Xu is still guarding Master Leng's mansion, Master Leng is missing at all! Butler Xu has no choice but to ask us to invite Master Zuo to come first."

Zuo Pharmacist is an intermediate pharmacist, which is worse than Leng Yan, but now he can only ask him to come and take a look first. Butler Xu is still thinking about a solution.

After Zuo Pharmacist entered, he took his pulse carefully and carefully checked it. He frowned and said to Ling Feng and Su Luo: "It's too serious. I'm not sure at all. I still have to ask Pharmacist Leng to come and take a look."

"If you can invite him, you still need to invite you?" Ling Feng did not give him any face and was furious.

His Highness King Jin's injury made him almost lose his mind, like a roaring trapped beast, ready to pounce on the enemy at any time.

Zuo Yaoshi was also helpless. Who said that he was not strong enough?
Chapter completed!