Chapter 1122 (1/2)

At the next moment, song Yan appears in the temple holding Li Tianluo.

Li Tianluo has been compressed by the real yuan in the loss of the power of the small world of repression bounced back.

”Bang!”

Suddenly, song Yan is hit and flies.

Before, in order to get close to Li Tianluo's body, song Yan was seriously injured outside. Now, he is hit by a distractor and faints on the spot. His body is on the verge of collapse.

Seeing this scene, Li Tianluo looks sluggish and rushes up to embrace song Yan's body. Her face is full of guilt. Especially thinking of song Yan's gripping his teeth just now, she looks ferocious and rushes towards her. Her heart is shaking fiercely and her tears almost all flow down.

”Song Daoyou, song Daoyou are OK!”

Suddenly, Li Tianluo thought of something. She quickly took a healing pill from the storage ring and fed it to song Yan's mouth. But song Yan was in a deep coma. She was clenched and could not feed the pill into his mouth.

At the same time, the life breath of song inkstone is also declining rapidly, just like the residual candle in the wind, which can be extinguished at any time.

”It's because of me that song Daoyou is so hurt. If he dies, I'll never feel at ease in my life!”

Thinking of this, Li Tianluo wrapped the pill in Zhenyuan and put it into her mouth. Then she slowly approached song Yan's mouth. Only when her lips were about to touch song Yan's lips, she suddenly flashed the figure of elder martial brother Tang Wushang in her mind.

For a moment, she was a little hesitant.

But she also thought of song Yan, who was in danger. She read in silence that elder martial brother Sheng couldn't help it, and then printed her lips on the cold lips of song Yan.

Although she knew it was for medicine, when she touched song Yan's lips, Li Tianluo was still trembling, and her beautiful face was stained with blush.

”Li Tianluo, Li Tianluo, how come you're still thinking about it? Besides, now you're saving people, do you think about it?”

At this point, she simply closed her eyes and concentrated on the medication.

But song Yanya closed tightly, even if the pill was opened, it was difficult to enter his mouth, but she had to put out her tongue and gently lick around his teeth.

The smell is sweet. It's the smell of blood.

And her cheeks became more crimson, and even her breathing became a little short.

As time went by, song Yan's life became weaker and weaker, but he didn't mean to open his teeth at all. For a while, Li Tianluo was very anxious. At the same time, she used her tongue to stimulate his teeth. At the same time, she shouted in her heart, ”open it quickly, open it, or you will die.”.

Maybe song Yan heard her inner voice, and the clenched teeth finally had a little slack.

Feeling this, Li Tianluo was greatly encouraged. The delicate tongue worked harder and harder. Finally, song Yan's teeth closed a gap under the stimulation of her tongue. She hurriedly squeezed her tongue into the gap and removed the real yuan outside the pill and sent it into song Yan's mouth.

The entrance of danyao soon turned into a pool of liquid medicine, which flowed into song Yan's body along his throat. His rapidly passing vitality also increased.

Seeing this, Li Tianluo was so happy that she quickly took off the fragrant lips, and then put her hand on his chest, turning Zhenyuan to catalyze the medicine for him.

After a while, song Yan finally woke up, and found that his head earned on Li Tianluo's arm.

”Song Daoyou, you wake up!” Li Tianluo has a smile of happiness and happiness on her face.

”Well!”