Chapter 691： death (1/2)

Du Erdan's medicinal power is extremely fast. Once in the mouth, it is combined with saliva, and it instantly turns into a heat flow, rolling around in the body. [The gate of the mysterious world] 【..】

The heat flow blinked around the body in the blink of an eye, and finally hovered around the heart, protecting the heart.

Lu Yurong secretly relieved.

She couldn't hold back the strength of the Great Light Sutra, and her injuries were getting worse.

The internal force of the Great Guangming Jing is like a real flame, and it is a flame with a very high temperature. The internal force is like a piece of ice. Before this flame, the ice keeps melting and keeps getting smaller.

Tianwaitian master's internal force is endless, but under the influence of the internal organs, the endless internal force can not keep up with the burning of the Great Light Sutra, and can not sustain.

She had no longer thought of driving out the internal force of the Great Light Sutra, and she only wanted to temporarily suppress it and wait for the injuries of the five internal organs to stabilize and then slowly work her way out.

Nine women stared at her, seeing that her eyebrows stretched a little, and she was relieved.

They sat around her. Nine people held each other's hands. When the goddess of kang was urged, the nine people's breath instantly merged into one.

Waiting for the breath to circulate for a few times, the two women stretched their hands and held Lu Yurong's hand to include Lu Yurong in the circle.

The extremely pure and mighty internal force circulates in the bodies of ten people. Lu Yurong is the king and nine people are the officials. They are in harmony with each other. This pure and mighty internal force moves with Lu Yurong's intentions. Lu Yurong's internal forces, such as the arm's fingers, are unimpeded. [The gate of the mysterious world]

The internal force of ten people was pure and cold, from yin to chill, as if the vast ocean waters pounced on the Great Guangjing.

The Daguangming Jing was pure and enthusiastic, constantly melting their internal forces, eventually being devoured, the flames extinguished, ten people still did not release their hands, began to operate the method of healing, repairing Yurong's body.

After two hours, Lu Yurong released her hands and slowly opened her bright eyes.

”Miss, doesn't it matter?” Asked a beautiful maid.

Lu Yurong shook her head.

Maid Xiumei said: ”Miss, what the **** is going on, how did you suffer such a serious injury, wasn't this stinky guy made it?”

”Xiao Mei!” Lu Yurong hummed, ”Where did you want to go!”

”Anyway, every time he looks for a lady, there is nothing good!” Xiao Mei said dissatisfied.

Lu Yurong gave her a white look and came to Chu Li.

Chu Li lay motionless on the thick soft carpet, as if dead.

She touched her pulse and did not jump, her breath was so weak that it almost disappeared, and it was a sign of death on the verge of death!

Her face suddenly changed, frowning: ”Xiao Mei, did you just give him Duerdan?”

”Of course.” Xiaomei nodded: ”I don't see him pleasing to the eye, but the lady ordered, of course I do.”

”... Give him another!” Lu Yurong said. [斗 破 苍穹]

Xiaomei hesitated: ”Miss, one is enough, one is not enough, ten is useless!”

Du Erdan is precious and unusual. One dan is a life. There are not many young ladies. How can you abuse it and waste one? Sometimes you may lose your life!

”Shaw!” Lu Yurong said angrily.

Xiaomei reluctantly took out the white jade bottle from her arms, poured out a golden dan pill, and handed it to Lu Yurong.

Lu Yurong took a closer look and nodded, it was indeed Du Erdan.

She stuffed it into Chu Li's mouth and tapped Chu Li's teeth and cheeks a little, but found that his fingers were shaken back, and his body was filled with violent internal forces, and he felt a shock when he touched it.

She guessed that Chu Li was terrible, so he pressed in with an internal force according to his chest, but was immediately shaken back by an overbearing internal force.

”Wow” she spit out blood.

”Miss!” The girls screamed.

Lu Yurong wiped the corners of her mouth, and they glanced at them: ”Don't make a fuss!”

Xiaomei said, ”Miss, doesn't it matter?”

Lu Yurong shook her head and said, ”A little injury.”