She stared at the Holy Lord, her eyes seemed to be on fire In just a moment, the colorful light surrounding Long Siye dissipated.
Long Siye was kneeling on the ground with a white face.
He didn't know where he was injured.
He could only see cold sweat rolling down his head.
Gu Xijiu almost knelt down beside Long Siye and touched Long Siye's pulse with trembling fingers.
Long Siye was obviously enduring severe pain, sweating through his heavy clothes, but he was still afraid that Gu Xijiu would be worried, so he raised his arms slightly, not wanting her to touch him: "It's okay, I'm okay."
"Let me take a look."
Gu Xijiu's voice was hoarse, as if she was suppressing something: "Please let me take a look."
Although she was trying her best to control herself, her body was still trembling slightly.
Her face was as white as snow, her eyes were dark and wide open, and she looked straight at Long Siye: "Let me see."
Long Siye froze and finally stopped avoiding her.
Gu Xijiu touched his veins with her fingers.
Her fingers were as cold as popsicles.
His expression was extremely serious, like a real doctor.
The blood in Long Siye's body was running like crazy, and the pain all over his body was like picking out bones.
He wanted to lie down and roll around a few times, but he was afraid that Gu Xijiu would worry, so he kept holding on.
While enduring the pain with all his strength, he forced a smile: "No It’s okay, it just hurts a little, and it’ll be fine in a while.”
Gu Xijiu looked at him without saying a word, but spiritual power penetrated from his wrists to his fingertips and penetrated into his blood, helping him calm down his violent blood.
Not bad.
After a cup of tea, his pulse finally returned to normal, and the pain in his body was greatly relieved.
The cold sweat on Long Siye's forehead finally slowed down, and his pale face began to return to normal.
Gu Xijiu finally retracted her hand: "How do you feel now?"
Long Siye felt it on his body.
His spiritual power seemed to have dropped.
It was about to reach the tenth level, but now it is not even the ninth level.
He was actually relieved.
He thought all his spiritual power would be destroyed.
"It's okay, I'm okay."
He said hastily.
Although it was a pity that he had dropped a level, he could still practice again and it would be much better than he imagined.
Gu Xijiu's eyes were dark.
She looked at his face carefully and murmured: "Your spiritual power has declined."
"It won't hurt if you step back a little."
Gu Xijiu closed her eyes slightly, and smiled when she opened them again: "How could it be okay?
It's very difficult to advance from level eight to level nine."
At this point, she choked, paused, her lips trembled slightly, and the corners of her lips Still speaking lightly: "I am the one who caused you trouble.
I deserve to die.
I am so willful.
I will never do it again."
Before she finished speaking, she had already spurted out a mouthful of blood.
His body swayed, his vision went dark, and he fell over "Xijiu" In the blur, she heard Long Siye's scream, and her body seemed to fall into someone's arms, and then she didn't know anything else.
Gu Xijiu was seriously ill for three days, had a high fever for three days, and was in a coma for three days.
In the coma, she vaguely felt someone holding her hand tightly, someone talking to her in a whisper, telling her to hold on, telling her to be strong.
How can I hold on?
she is very tired In fact, she has always been very strong.
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Like Xiaoqiang, she will keep fighting as long as she doesn't die.
No matter what difficulties she encounters, she tries to overcome them.
She is actually very optimistic
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