The arrogant, ruthless silver enamel, at this time has become bleak and colorless, the only thing left is the love and affection for Shangguan Qingqing.

A crystal teardrop, silently falling down, dripping on the pale green face of Shangguan.

Shangguan Qingqing fell asleep on the ground, feeling something on his face, thick eyelashes, and trembled gently.

The repair thought that Shangguan Qingqing had to wake up, and the result waited for a while, Shangguan Qingqing still slept on the ground.

The repair wants to hold Shangguan Qingqing on his own leg, because the ground is cold, but he has no strength.

......

Inside the curtain cloud purple space.

Master Qian, and Bailimer and Xiaojinwu, all of them were busy, and they did not expect that everyone’s injuries would be so heavy.

Even Bai Ze and Lan Ze were injured, repaired as abolished, all the veins were broken, and they were unconscious.

When I saw them, Qian Master took a sigh of cold air. If it was before, he would only shake his head, because these injuries are not cured by the Tianji medicinal herbs.

Blue and Baize their injuries, even if they take the best medicinal herbs of the gods, they can only heal the wounds at most, repair the tendons, and think that repairs will return to the peak again.

One word, hard.

Two words, it's hard.

Three words, very difficult.

"Hey……!"

Master Qian looked helplessly at Lanze’s arm and shook his head. He can only use Lancang to cure Lanze’s injury. As for the arm, he has to let the curtain cloud purple or Shangguan Yunyi pick it up. The repair is done, even if it is connected, Lanze’s arm will not return to the past.

"The old man of money! You said that who is fighting with Violet outside? Actually, they hurt Ze Zefa and Baixi."

While helping them to feed the Tianling Spring, they are worried about it.

"Maybe it is that night Ji." Master Qian can only guess this.

Mu Yunmo is not healed, but his heart is seven up and down: "I don't know how Yunzi is outside? Is it good? Is there any injury?" Mu Yun couldn't help but whisper, love The blind man with a worried mist.

Mu Yun said that everyone was a glimpse, and then they were busy with their own affairs, but they were always praying, hoping that the curtain was purple.

......

"Ah...! The curtain is purple! You must not die, you will go to hell."

The night Ji body is now completely riddled with holes and squats, and no one is intact.

"Hey! I will never go to hell, even if I go to hell, my aging mother will put the **** in the air."

The curtain cloud purple is arrogant and arrogant, but the momentum is aggressive, people are chilling and have to surrender to her.

"Maniac! You are a madman."

"Ah...! My face is sore, it hurts."

Night Ji was tearing his heart on the ground, shaking his head constantly, and the curtain cloud purple had stabbed some swords on her body.

Hundreds of swords?

Still a thousand swords?

She has been completely unable to count, and the original beautiful face has been ruined by the curtain cloud purple and can not see the appearance and become very incomparable.

Just when she thought she was going to die, Mu Yun Zi gave her blood and Dan, and blood-sucking Dan.

Night Ji has never been so afraid of a person. Now in the eyes of Night Ji, the curtain cloud is more beautiful than the cold, and she is now a madman and a demon.