The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 70 It's For You 4
The room was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

She held her breath and walked towards the inner room step by step.

The body froze there immediately, motionless.

My eyes were covered with mist, my heart was sore, my nose was sore, and tears fell uncontrollably.

'Tick' fell on the ground paved with bluestone.

Across a layer of light golden gauze, the distance is obviously not very far, but Jian Luo feels that such a distance is enough for her to walk for 1000 years and 1 years.

Jun Moran sat cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes, her right arm was exposed, resting on her legs.

The left hand has been pressing the crook of the right arm.

It appears that efforts are being made to curb the spread of toxicity.

A sapphire bowl was placed under the right hand, and drops of black dirty blood flowed down the middle finger of the right hand, dripping into the sapphire bowl bit by bit.

The originally smooth and jade-like forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, rolling down the corners of the temples.

The two long eyelashes trembled, and the bright red lips turned pale.

Jian Luo knew that miasma poison was the most difficult poison to force out of the body, if he didn't have a deep skill, he would die in hell if he forced half of the poison.

Taking a deep breath and wiping the tears off her face, Jian Luo lifted the golden veil and walked towards Jun Moran step by step.

A few steps away, but she walked for a long, long time.

Squatting in front of Jun Moran, taking out the blue earrings, Jian Luo closed her eyes and muttered something.

The blue earrings instantly emitted a breathtaking light, forming a layer of faint blue halo around Jian Luo and Jun Moran, spinning round after round.

The beads of sweat on Jun Moran's forehead disappeared, his eyelashes stopped trembling, and the black blood dripping from his fingers turned crimson, which was the color of normal people.

The eyes slowly opened, and there was a faint light wave flowing in the fundus of the eyes, watching the light blue around him, gradually disappearing.

Then look at Jian Luo's increasingly pale face, her squatting body swayed slightly, as if she had exerted her last strength.

Holding Jian Luo in his arms, his bright eyes opened, Jian Luo raised his head and reached out to caress Jun Moran's face, his voice was a little weak: "Okay?"

Jun Moran nodded, lowered his eyes to meet a pair of dull eyes, with a trace of worry on his brows, "Don't use up the last bit of spiritual power you have treasured for me."

Jian Luo leaned on his shoulder and spread out her palms. An original blue earring seemed to be coated with a layer of dark light and became no longer shiny.

(End of this chapter)