The First Killing God: The Stunning Crazy Concubine Against the World

Chapter 135 Entering the Palace as an Official 1
Luo Luo's heart warmed up, "Sister Yue, it's because Luo Luo is careless that others can take advantage of her."

Luo Yingyue felt distressed, the first thing this child did when he woke up was not crying, but the calmness of this age group.

In fact, Luo Luo is only 15 years old. In the 21st century, he is still a middle school student.

Luo Yingyue stretched out her hand and rubbed her hair, "With me here, I will never let Luo Luo get hurt again."

Luo Luo smiled weakly, "Sister Yue is so weak, she still needs Luo Luo's protection."

Luo Yingyue's eyes were overflowing with a rare pampering.

This child, Luo Luo, made her feel bad.

"By the way, Sister Yue, where's Ah Luo?" Luo Luo suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Princess, Ah Luo is always here." As soon as Luo Luo finished speaking, only a deep voice came from outside the house.

Nagaro woke up earlier than Lolo and was guarding outside the house.

"Ah Luo, come in." Luo Luoqiang stood up, leaned on the cushion, and sat up.

"Yes." There was a muffled answer from outside the room, and Nagaro walked in topless.

His bronze-colored skin had a lot of burns, and Nagaro's entire upper body was covered with bandages, exuding a slightly pungent herbal smell.

His handsome face also had a few spots on it, and at this moment, he looked rather embarrassed.

When Luo Luo saw him, he frowned tightly.

If Ah Luo didn't want to save her, he definitely wouldn't be in this state.

Luo Luo clenched his fist, tightened it, then loosened it, "Ah Luo, does it hurt?"

Nagaro shook his head, with a warm smile on his face, "It doesn't hurt."

"come over."

Najiaro walked over obediently, and Luo Yingyue moved a small space for him.

Lolo stretched out his finger and poked at Nagaro's wound.

Nagaro groaned in pain and frowned, but tried his best to hold back.

"Ah Luo, how many times have I said this? You must speak out the pain, don't bear it!"

"Yes."

Luoluo regained his energy, rubbed his nose, took a deep look at Najiaro, clenched his fist tightly, and turned his head to look at Luo Yingyue, "Sister Yue, Luoluo will definitely pay for this debt." Ten times, no, a hundred times it will be returned to them!"

Luo Yingyue remained silent, but stretched out her hand again to rub her hair.

Turning his head, he asked Nagaro who was waiting next to him, "When the Weiyang Palace caught fire, did you find anything unusual?"

Nagaro's eyes were murderous, "That day, I smelled tung oil."

"Tung oil?"

"Yes." Nagaro said seriously, "at the same time as I smelled the smell of tung oil, the sky suddenly caught fire, and the flames fell like rain. I wanted to save the princess, but suddenly my body became weak and I fainted. When I woke up, the Weiyang Palace was already full of flames."

"What was Lolo doing at that time?"

"It's so late, of course I'm sleeping." Luo Luo recalled, "It's just that even if I snooze, there's no way I won't wake up if there's such a big commotion in Weiyang Palace, but I'm a mess."

Luo Yingyue narrowed her starry eyes, fire rain, coma, rumors, this is really a well-planned murder.

If Najaro hadn't rescued Lolo in time after waking up, I'm afraid Lolo would have been buried in the flames by now.

"What's Sister Yue thinking?" Seeing that Luo Yingyue had been silent for a long time, Luo Luo asked curiously.

"Lolo just needs to take good care of his body now, and I will naturally be responsible for other things."

(End of this chapter)