Thinking of this, Duanmu Yawang exudes a chill, and the coldness of her eyes makes people shiver!

"Xiao Yawang, you calm down..."

"I know." Duanmu Yawang's voice was as steady as iron, making people unable to feel the slightest ups and downs: "I am very calm now." When she said, her counterpart Duanmu Liguang rescued.

Duanmu Liguang was injured badly, but now he was stabbed in the heart again...

Duanmu Yawang's fingertips turned white while holding the rescuer!

She was rescued while watching the response of the ECG. After a while, the ECG still had no response and turned into a straight line...

However, the rescue time has already passed...

Duanmu Liguang... no more!

Duanmu Yawang looked at the unpopular Duanmu Liguang, only feeling that his hands and feet were cold, and his heart was chilly, and for a while, suddenly he didn't feel anything.

My mind is blank.

Others don't understand any electrocardiograms, and they don't understand medicine. However, seeing Duanmu Yawang's look, they know what the situation is.

You look at my eyes, hold your breath, want to comfort Duanmu Yawang, but after thinking about it, you can’t say anything.

Gong Yulan twitched her brows, walked towards Duanmu Yawang, stretched out her hand and stunned her, "It's okay, leave it to me."

Gong Yulanzhi's voice was very soft and gentle, like a ray of spring breeze, slowly permeating into her icy, bone-eroded heart, giving her a warmth.

She stared at him blankly.

"good."

Gong Yulan touched her head, gently pulled her to the side, then walked to Duanmu Liguang's bed by himself, and his beautiful purple eyes quietly glanced at Duanmu Liguang, and suddenly his palm got two more palms. A spiritual balloon with a color like soft sunlight.

The two spirit balloons were full of power at a glance.

Full of life.

It seems to be condensed from endless aura, as if it has the ability to revive everything.

"Owner!"

The Brahma Sutra saw Gong Yulanzhi's spiritual balloon, and was startled, and shouted in a gloomy tone: "You, you...are you sure you want to do this?"

Gong Yulan's eyes glanced lightly at the Brahma Sutra. This time, the Brahma Sutra did not lower his head as usual, and grabbed the crutch and said, "Master, this is not appropriate..."

"What's wrong?"

"Master, you..." The Sanskrit scripture actually had something to say, and his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something. He glanced at Duanmu Yawang, and finally all the words turned into a sigh: "Nothing."

Gong Yulan Zhi Leng coldly retracted his gaze, the spiritual balloon on his palm suddenly spread, spreading towards Duanmu Liguang's chest. These auras suddenly entered Duanmu Liguang's body like gentle wind and drizzle.

As long as it is a sighted person, anyone with a little common sense knows that Gong Yulan only transfers his aura to Duanmu Liguang.

Crossing the spiritual energy is very hurtful and consumes the soul.

Gong Yulan gave Duanmu Li Guangdu's aura for a while, and Duanmu Yawang came back to his senses and realized what Gong Yulan was doing. His expression suddenly changed: "Gong Yulan, you..."

"Nothing."

Gong Yulan didn't look back, "This little spiritual power is nothing to me."

Duanmuya stayed silent.

Of course she knew that this spiritual power was nothing to Gong Yulan, he was a god, and she couldn't imagine how powerful his ability was!

However, because he is a god, he... can he really save a dead person casually?

Although Gong Yulanzhi was crossing the aura, but Duanmu Yawang was not stupid, and the aura that Gong Yulanzhi now gave Duanmu Liguang was very different from the aura he usually exudes.

Now his breath is full of vitality and warmth, as if wandering in the wilderness of early spring, every breath he smells carries endless hope, which is refreshing!

And with the transmission of his spiritual energy, Duanmu Liguang's wounds were actually repaired and healed a little bit...

Mo Yue was the time for two sticks of incense, and Duanmu Liguang couldn't see a trace of scars anymore.

Gong Yulan stopped turning his palm and suddenly retracted his palm!

Duanmu Yawang hurriedly stepped forward two steps, grabbed Gong Yulanzhi's hand and found that his hand was cold, she was worried: "Gong Yulanzhi, you, are you okay?"

"No problem." Although Gong Yulan Zhi's palm was cold, his face was calm, as if he had repaired Duanmu Liguang, which had no effect on him.

Duanmu Yawang grabbed his hand, circled him around, and looked at him, and found that he was fine, and then he was relieved: "It's okay."

If Duanmu Liguang took the life of Gong Yulanzhi for the sake of Duanmu Liguang, then...

"fool!"

Gong Yulanzhi stretched out his hand and flicked on the tip of Duanmu Yawang's nose, and said warmly, "Go and see your grandpa."

"Grandpa is all right."

Duanmu Yawang didn't need to look back, she already felt the breath of Duanmu's sharp light coming back.

Even so, she couldn't help but stepped forward to check Duanmu Liguang's situation, and then found that Duanmu Liguang had no trace of scars on his body.

The breath is steady.

Just don't wake up.

Gong Yulan seemed to see at a glance what Duanmu Yawang was thinking, and soothed: "Your grandfather was severely traumatized before, and he will definitely not be able to recover all of a sudden, so let him relax."

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang didn't worry anymore.

Compared with Duanmu Liguang, Duanmu Yawang is more worried about Gong Yulanzhi: "Are you really okay? If you do this, will it really not hurt you?"

She remembered that if it was a serious injury, Gong Yulan seemed inconvenient to help him heal it.

If Gong Yulanzhi could heal a person casually, then, because Duanmu was so badly injured before, why didn't he help?

What's more, when he decided to shoot, the response of the Brahma Sutra was also great.

"Look at me, how do you think this kind of thing will hurt me?" Gong Yulan's beautiful eyelids drooped, and he didn't answer the question.

Duanmu Yawang reached out and grabbed Gong Yulanzhi's generous palm, "I'm just worried..."

"Eh, Xiao Yawang, what are you worried about." The Brahma Sutra changed the way Gong Yulan was worried when he shot his hand, and said with a smile: "Who is the master, what can this little thing do to him? Master? I will definitely not watch your grandfather die!"

Duanmu Yawang feels a little more at ease with the words of the Brahma Sutra.

Huo Fei also said, "Sister, don't worry."

Little Bailu curled his lips: "Yes, Master, when did you become the kind of worrisome person?" After that, he glanced at Gong Yulanzhi, and hummed: "But it is also. Treating your future husband is different. ."

Duanmu Ya looked and listened, and smiled scornfully, and immediately relaxed: "Okay, well, I don't need to worry about it."