"Young Qi Young Master Leng? Xuan Bing Spirit Seal?" Su Luo murmured to himself.

Xiong Yaoshi patted his chest: "This kid's cultivation is all about the Xuanbing Spirit Seal, so this Xuanbing Spirit Seal does have some ability, and it will definitely restore your strength."

Su Luo remembered Leng Yunjing's charming and mysterious image and shook his head slightly: "It's not easy to ask him."

Pharmacist Xiong: "Of course it's not easy. This guy cured you with the Xuan Ice Spirit Seal, which is equivalent to repairing his own strength. How could it be easy? But don't worry, the Alchemist Guild will do anything wrong."

Vice President Mi also nodded confidently: "You have a good rest, don't worry, Leng Qi will come tomorrow."

Even if Leng Qi couldn't come, the four emperor-level alchemists were ready to bring Leng Qi back and let him replenish the spiritual energy for Su Luo.

The emperor-level alchemist is so strong, domineering and unreasonable!

The next day, just as Su Luo was suspicious, Young Master Leng Qi really came.

He was not taken back by the emperor-level alchemist, but he walked into the door leisurely.

Seeing Su Luo half-sitting on the bed, a calm person like Leng Qi also flashed with a strange look in his eyes.

His eyes narrowed dangerously, walked coldly to Su Luo's bed, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The handle knocked Su Luo’s forehead without hesitation: “How did you make yourself like this? Pretend to be pitiful and deceived me into pity?”

Su Luo burst out laughing, and then gave him a look in anger: "Leng Yunjing, how could there be someone like you who is narcissistic?"

This is the most strictly guarded house by the Alchemist Guild, but Leng Yunjing is still as relaxed and casual as if he entered his own courtyard.

Young Master Leng Qi's hand unexpectedly grabbed Su Luo's hand.

Su Luo's eyes were cold: "Let go!"

She doesn't like physical contact with strangers.

But in front of Young Master Leng Qi, Su Luo could not resist at the height of his heyday, let alone her in the weak period.

Su Luo stared at Leng Qi Shao coldly, his face condensed and stiff!

In contrast to Su Luo's stiff reaction, Leng Qi Shao skillfully and naturally picked up Su Luo's hand and turned it over. Then, two shocking blood marks appeared in front of him.

In order to prevent blood from coagulating, Su Luo deliberately applied non-healing grass juice to the palm of his hand, so during the blood transfusion, Su Luo's wound did not heal and the blood transfusion was not interrupted.

Young Master Leng Qi lowered his eyes, and a shadow casted on his deep side face. From Su Luo's perspective, he only saw a flash of cold light under his half-drooping eyes!

The atmosphere instantly condenses like freezing.

Su Luo suddenly pulled his hand back and put it back into the quilt.

Young Master Leng Qi raised his eyes, glanced at Su Luo disapprovingly, and snorted carelessly: "The blood sealing style, tsk tsk, who is worthy of your blood sealing style for him?"

When Su Luo saw the sarcasm of Leng Qi, he was immediately displeased: "What's your business?"

Leng Qi Shao's fan handle hit Su Luo's forehead without any scruples.

Su Luo was in pain and was so angry that he was pale: "What are you doing!"

After bullying Su Luowu, Leng Qi Shao looked like a proud young man and felt relieved. He touched his chin and his eyes shining: "I heard that Nangong Liuyun is awake."

Su Luo, don't look over.
Chapter completed!