The person seemed to be swallowed up without making any sound.
Then the white light seemed to have completed its mission, and finally gradually disappeared into nothingness. reveal figure Murong Wu was covered in blood, she looked like a bloody man The silver light and green light around him slowly faded away.
Shehun quickly activated the Concentration Pearl to help Murong Wu stabilize the situation.
Seeing that the situation was too serious, it couldn't transform, and there was no way to take care of its master.
Murong Wu fell to the ground softly after the white light dissipated.
Her eyesight went dark for a while, and dizziness invaded her.
She had to hold on to take some medicine before she passed out.
After the white light dissipated, the dark figure was gradually revealed.
The tall figure stood there with absolute domineering and strength, like a pillar that never fell, standing tall and strong.
Mo Ling's face was gloomy.
The smell of Murong Wu's blood came over him.
Qilin's nose was so good that he could smell it even from a distance.
Such a strong smell of blood must mean he was seriously injured.
Mo Ling's face was very ugly.
His body was shaking a little when he stood upright, and blood stains were spilled from the corners of his mouth.
His body couldn't help but want to go to the mountain.
His eyes were eager, wanting to rush back to her side immediately, wanting to know right away that she was not there.
She was not in danger.
He wanted to save her and let her wake up, but he held back in the end.
After taking a deep look at that side, Shen Feng's face appeared in his mind, and the smell of blood in his nose became thicker and heavier.
His body trembled even more violently.
His hands were tightened and loosened, and then squeezed again.
Tight, with pain and anxiety in his eyes, but he finally rushed towards Murong Wu If she dies, he will let the whole world bury him, including him Mo Ling's return is undoubtedly the happiest thing for Soul-hunting.
As long as there is someone to take care of it, it is better than a weapon.
What's more, it's him.
When he came, he saw Murong Wu on the ground and felt Yinyan's aura.
He glanced at her neck.
Sure enough, she was very important to Shang.
He helped Murong Wu deal with the wound first, then looked to the side inadvertently.
A small, milky-white bead was lying next to it.
Mo Ling was startled at first and almost dropped Murong Wu, but then his eyes filled with ecstasy.
He grabbed the white bead with his big hand and carefully took it into his hand.
Hope flashed in his eyes.
This concentration bead had been manipulated, and its unique smell was not revealed.
This was why Mo Ling didn't notice when Murong Wu used it.
Mo Ling's eyes finally felt warm.
With a flick of his sleeves, the bead was hidden somewhere.
Suhun was watching from the side, but he didn't resist.
Instead, he was always concerned about Murong Wu's injury, floating in the air above Murong Wu.
Around, very worried.
Mo Ling speeded up and treated Murong Wu's wounds.
After using his unique technique, he fed her some medicine, and then immediately took her to fly quickly to the barrier deep in the mountain.
"Meng Liang Meng Liang" Along the way, Mo Ling kept mumbling to himself in a low voice, trying to stabilize his emotions and mind, but he couldn't control it at all.
He was afraid that he would be disappointed and saw a preserved body.
The intact corpse would not rot and dissipate even if it lasted for thousands of years.
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He was afraid that he would go crazy.
The distance between them is neither far nor close.
To Mo Ling, this distance is nothing.
He usually travels between them a lot, but only this time, he feels that there is no distance between the two places.
So far away, so long Finally arrived, Mo Ling put Murong Wu up first.
Nothing would happen to her.
He would not let Shang follow in his footsteps: