The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 321 Jian Luo Has Difficulties 11
His eyes turned to the north, where Jian Luo was.

Jian Luo, remember, hold on.

Half an hour, supporting half an hour.

Closing her eyes quietly again, Yuehenqin poured spiritual power into her whole body.

The sooner he wakes up Nangong Daiyue, the sooner he will go to Jian Luo.

And Jian Luo will be less dangerous.

"Come on, the last barrier, in the shortest possible time, broke the 1 method for this guardian."

Huhen is now more energetic.

If this barrier is broken, she is not afraid that Jian Luo will not go to Yaozu.

Although some of the fifty people spent a lot of spiritual power, most of the Yaozu people still have no problems.

The super master is not in vain.

They can be called these four words, relying on their strength.

In a round of grappling, began.

Jian Luo's mind in the enchantment showed some signs of disorder at this time, but it was not as disordered as before.

Half an hour later, the last barrier.

Get over it, you have to get over it.

But, at this moment, something happened.

Yuehenqin once said that the heart-protecting flower will protect the heart and reduce most of the pain when the spiritual power is restored.

There is still half an hour left, which is the most critical moment.

Break through the seal and restore the innate spiritual power.

The blood in Jian Luo's body started to flow down.

The pain starts to set in.

The meridians of the whole body are reversed, and the blood flows backwards.

It was so painful, as if someone was pulling the soul out of her body bit by bit.

Pull it out little by little.

Pain into the bone marrow, deep into the blood.

This pain is just beginning.

Only now did she understand why Yuehenqin said that she must get the Heart-protecting Flower to restore her spiritual power.

This pain is only a small part of the rest.

A small amount can make Jian Luo almost out of breath.

Not to mention the large part protected by Huxinhua.

At the same time, Chu Yunguo was thousands of miles away.

The inner courtyard of the imperial palace is resplendent and magnificent, with glazed blue tiles.

She was dressed in a lavender robe, with a four-clawed golden dragon embroidered on the cuffs, looking up and looking majestic.

His ink-like hair was half hanging down, and a pair of eyes deeper than obsidian stared at the west.

Standing with his hands behind his back, his peerless face couldn't see any expression under the black night sky.

It's just that the longing revealed between the brows is not concealed.

"Luoer, it's been three months, and you said you would let me wait for you for three months.

I have been waiting, when will you come back. "

Muttering to himself, the man's eyes were full of thoughts.

(End of this chapter)