Chapter 1934
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Because of the young man's large movements, the bandage on his body was once again filled with blood.
The girl squatting by the side, with a sobbing tone, tried to help the young man back to the bed.
But the young man insisted on climbing out of the bed.
"Young Master … don't move, if you continue to move, you can't use your hands and feet!" The girl cried with tears all over her face.
"Let me go! I want to see my sister … I want … "
He hadn't finished his words.
An extremely clear voice could be heard saying, "Zi Ling, let him go."
The girl squatting on the ground heard the words, suddenly raised her head and looked in front of her in surprise.
A young girl in red stood in front of them coldly, like a waterfall of fine black hair, simply tied up at the temples of a young girl.
That face, ordinary and unremarkable.
But that pair of charming eyes, just one look, they recognized the identity of the girl.
Zi Ling's throat was dry, after a long time, she spat out two words: "Miss …"
Ye Qing Luo's expression was indifferent, her eyes were also emotionless as she stared coldly at the two people in front of her: "Zi Ling, come here."
Zi Ling instinctively wanted to get up.
But the muffled groan of the young man beside her, made her heart hurt.
If she really let go of his hand, he would certainly not be able to stabilize his body, he would fall.
Zi Ling's lips trembled, just as she was about to open her mouth to plead for him.
But she was interrupted by Ye Qing Luo's cold voice: "Zi Ling, you are my servant."
Her voice deepened a few notches.
Zi Ling knew that this was the last sign of Ye Qing Luo's tolerance.
If she insisted on supporting Ye Feng Yu.
Not to mention whether she would be driven out by Ye Qing Luo.
She was afraid that Ye Feng Yu, would also be implicated because of this.
What's more …
Ye Qing Luo would not bear to let him get hurt.
Zi Ling pursed her lips and carefully let go of Ye Fengyu's hand.
Immediately, she slowly walked to Ye Qing Luo's side.
The young girl had already shed the immaturity she once had. She had a pretty face that was extremely delicate and pretty.
Her leg had been healed, walking steadily, no one could tell that she was once a disabled person.
Ye Qing Luo just took a glance and saw that the current Zi Ling was actually a cultivator in the Yellow Profound Seventh Grade realm.
Although this profound grade was extremely low for Ye Qing Luo.
However, with Zi Ling's aptitude, in just a few months, from an ordinary person with no cultivation foundation, she became a profound practitioner.
It could be seen that he was no longer trash.
She just lacked an opportunity.
Ye Qing Luo withdrew her gaze from Zi Ling.
Then, it landed on Ye Feng Yu.
She narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. She looked at the young man who was kneeling on the ground and panting heavily.
She curled her lips into a mocking sneer, "Didn't you say that you don't want your hands and feet anymore? That you don't even want your life anymore? Then stand up and walk in front of me. "
"Miss …" Zi Ling bit her lower lip, tears welling up in her eyes.
The Mu brothers who followed behind her coughed lightly, "Qing Luo, it's not easy for you two to meet, don't make the atmosphere so stiff."
Ye Qing Luo sneered, her eyes were sneering, "Yes, because I was worried about him, worried about what happened to Three Springs Sect, I rushed back from the Southern Continent, did not dare to stop for even a moment. It was not easy to rush back, only to find out that my brother is not afraid of death."
"Sister …" Ye Feng Yu was in so much pain that he sucked in a breath of cold air. His fair face was drenched in sweat.
His voice trembled as he called out to Ye Qing Luo.
"Don't call me sister, I don't have a brother like you who doesn't take his own body seriously!" Ye Qing Luo scolded in a low voice.
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