Emperor Jue: Who is the world, who is the concubine

Chapter 529 The Mystery of the Imperial Tomb 14
His tone was a little bad, but I wasn't angry.

Because his expression is anxious, worried, and distressed.

All of a sudden, the wound on the hand didn't seem to hurt anymore, and something started to spread from the bottom of my heart.

He pushed me to Zuoyan Mingye, "You help her bandage well, and keep an eye on her."

After throwing down such a sentence, he began to ponder again.

Zuoyan Mingye didn't refute him this time, but seriously bandaged me up, "Luoluo, you're really not good this time."

Yes.

It seemed to pull him back instead.

It's just that I'm used to doing everything myself, so I'm not used to standing behind others and waiting for others to solve problems for me.

Thinking of this, I looked at Di Shijue's hand again.

It was obviously such a hot wall, but he didn't seem to feel anything.

Or was he so numb that he didn't know the pain?

When Zuoyan Mingye was bandaging me, he suddenly staggered and fell on my body and passed out.

I quickly supported his body and let him lean on me.

He must not suddenly feel unwell, but he is holding on. I should have noticed him long ago, but instead I want him to care about me.

With infinite self-blame in his heart, he couldn't help calling out in a low voice: "Zuoyan Mingye, are you alright?"

But of course it was impossible for him to answer me.

Unexpectedly, I feel a little sad in my heart, and I feel a little bit confused about our way forward.

How many other rooms like this are full of organs and formations?
How long can we hold on, and how long are we away from the exit?
No one knows what lies ahead.

The fire behind us is getting hotter and hotter, and the surrounding temperature is getting higher and higher, and a thin layer of sweat has already begun to ooze from our foreheads.

If it goes on like this, it will soon be burned to death.

Di Shijue should be more anxious than us all. Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, flowed down his cheeks and into the neck of his clothes, and the movements of his hands became more and more swift.

(End of this chapter)