The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 65
He looked up at Jun Moran and looked at her, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Seven days and seven nights."

"What?" Jian Luo opened her eyes wide and cried out in surprise, "How did I sleep for so long?"

"It's not bad to be in a coma for seven days after being slapped with a paw by the two-horned golden tiger. If it's an ordinary person, they probably won't wake up in this lifetime."

Jun Moran threw out a sentence lightly.

Jian Luo didn't think much about it, she remembered very clearly that when she rescued Jun Moran in the cave, her spiritual power seemed to break through some obstacles and recovered.

Now she is trying to use her spiritual power to make her body recover faster, so she can return to Lengshen Palace as soon as possible.

She didn't go back for seven days, Qing Yu and the others should be worried about her.

No matter what, she had to go back and report that she was safe.

After half a month of getting along, she has already regarded Leng Qingyu as a friend. For Jian Luo, this friendship is worth cherishing.

Close your eyes, don't care about Jun Moran any more, improve your Qi luck, what?
Why don't you have the strength.

When Jun Moran saw Jian Luo like this, a look of worry flashed across his eyes, "You don't need to try. Your spiritual power has been sealed."

Jian Luo opened his eyes suddenly, his pupils flickered, "How could this be?"

"You received a blow from the two-horned golden tiger, and your spiritual power collapsed. If you don't seal it, once the spiritual power returns, you won't wake up in this life. I can only seal it."

"Will my spiritual power recover after that?"

Jian Luo grabbed Jun Moran's sleeve and stared at him for a moment.

Full of anticipation, my heart was almost in my throat.

Jun Moran wanted to tell her the truth, but when he thought about her, he finally swallowed the words.

Just shook his head.

Jian Luo almost couldn't sit still when she sat up, she swayed, and her heart sank at the speed of a meteor falling.

Jun Moran supported her body, and sighed, "Without spiritual power, you still have martial arts, right? Don't be so depressed, the spiritual power is blocked, and it's worth a life in exchange for it."

"No. It's not like this, it's not right. Without spiritual power, I have nothing. I have nothing."

Jian Luo grew up so old, no matter what happened, she never cried, just because her master told her that crying is the behavior of the weak, and crying can't solve anything.

(End of this chapter)