Chapter 21 Sacrifice

At the moment when Luohe stretched out his hand to catch Wu Zhao's veil, a severe pain that could not be described in words instantly brought Luohe's whole body! Luo He only felt as if a thorn suddenly grew in his body, and the thorn suddenly became longer, directly penetrating his internal organs and limbs!

"Cough!" Luo He directly spit out a mouthful of blood, but his hand still grasped the veil.

"No, let go!" Wu Zhao hurriedly grabbed Luo He's hand and wanted to pull his hand away.

"Hey, you are destined to be my wife. You can't run away. Isn't it just a little pain, Xiaoyi-Think! Er ah!!!" Luo He didn't make a sound when he was stirred by the meat grinder, but he didn't expect to make such a sad howling after grabbing Wu Zhao's veil. That feeling made people feel creepy.

"Old Taoist priest, what is that! Why is my brother like this? Luo Xin hurriedly flew in front of the old man with a green shirt, and the painting pen in his hand tightened.

"Well, you are not qualified to know with your qualifications. As long as you know that this thing is a sacred object in heaven, how can a mortal in Luohe resist it! If he doesn't let go in a moment, he will directly fall into ashes!"

"Damn!" Luo Xin wanted to help Luo He, but he was caught by Luo Cheng. Although Luo Cheng's face was also sad, his eyes were very firm. He shook his head at Luo Xin and said, "This is his own choice. He wants him to solve it by himself."

"But, father..."

"The man of my Luo family should be like this."

"Alas!"

Although Luo He was so painful that his three souls and seven souls were trembling, his hands were just not let go, and Luo He vaguely felt that Wu Zhao's veil was slightly loose.

"Second son, let go, you will die."

"Hey, people die under the flowers... and be a ghost. However, if you call me, father-in-law, I will let go.

"I..."

"Call... just! Yes! Promise to...do it! I, Luohe's...wife!" Luo He's lips have trembled, and he can't even speak.

"Fas-in-law! My father-in-law! My father-in-law!" How can Wu Zhao hold on? She is so heartbroken that she is about to break.

"Hey hey, hey." Luohe suddenly roared, "Open, rest, birth, injury, all four doors open! Drop it for me!"

At this moment, Luohe's body suddenly glowed with gold, blue, green and red. With the flash of four lights, Luohe suddenly lifted the veil on Wu Zhao's face, and a face that was so delicate that Luohe's dream would be missed thousands of times appeared in front of Luohe.

There is no need to modify it with too many words, because the martial arts in front of them has made the vast majority of men lose their mind. In fact, the beauty of Wu Zhao has reached a certain extreme. No one knows whether the most beautiful woman in the world is Wu Zhao, but at least at this moment, everyone is amazed and fascinated.

"Boom!"

At this time, a golden thunderbolt suddenly flashed in the sky, and the lightning flashed directly towards the Luo River. Due to the sudden incident, when Luo Cheng and others found out, it was too late. Seeing that Luohe was about to die and golden thunder and lightning, Wu Zhao grabbed the veil in his hand and threw it over Luohe's head.

The golden lightning split directly on the veil. Strangely, the two collided without making any sound. In the blink of an eye, the veil turned into powder. At the same time, there was an old but majestic voice in the sky: "When I gave you the veil as a teacher, I made it clear that this is the thing for you to become immortals. If you throw away from this thing, you will never enter the heavenly court in this life. In this case, you and I have no relationship with our master and apprentice, and we will have nothing to do with each other in the future.

"Silent Golden Thunder, good! Very good!" Luo Cheng suddenly burst out such a sentence, and then Luo Cheng's body turned into a beam of silver light and shot directly into the sky.

"The person who came is at least at the level of Daluo Jinxian. Dad is too powerful." Luo Xin saw Luo Cheng shooting directly into the sky and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Luo Xin did not know the actual strength of Luo Cheng, but he had competed with Luo Cheng. With his cultivation of Mahayana, he could not move at all with a painting pen. At that time, Luo Xin guessed that Luo Cheng should have become a golden immortal. Now, Luo Cheng even dares to choose Da Luo Jinxian. It can be imagined that his strength has reached a height that can only be looked up to.

"Boom!"

Is there an alternating light of gold and silver between the clouds in the sky? The sound is like thunder and deafening.

"Master! The apprentice is unfilial, please take care of yourself in the future!" Wu Zhao is Wu Zhao after all, and once it is decided, it will never be changed. Since she decided to follow Luo He in this life, she would never abandon him. At present, she kowtowed to the old man who was still trapped in the invisible cage. Three heads passed, and Luo He sadly found that Wu Zhao's forehead had been broken and bleeding. Luo He hurriedly covered his hand on Wu Zhao's forehead. After the green light flashed, Wu Zhao's forehead returned to its original purity.

"You are absolutely not allowed to hurt yourself in the future without my permission, you know?" Luo He directly hugged Wu Zhao in his arms, and his expression was extremely gentle, which made Princess Gaoyang, not far away, grit her teeth.

"Alas!" The old man in the blue shirt sighed faintly, and then his body slowly faded and finally turned into a long bunch of white hair.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be a split. Isn't that the real one in heaven?" Luo Xin wanted to fly to the sky, and at this time, a beam of silver light came directly. When Luo Cheng appeared, Luo Xin found a trace of blood on the corners of Luo Cheng's mouth. He couldn't help but say nervously, "Dad, are you hurt?"

"Small injury, no harm. However, he didn't take advantage of it, hum!"

"Who is coming?"

"Since the matter has been cleared up, you will never meet that person again in the future. It's the same whether you know it or not. Moreover, your cultivation has not progressed in the past three years. Do you want me to urge you?

"No, no, I won't bother you. I will spend more time practicing after that." At this time, Luo Xin glanced at the body of the eldest grandson Zhongkang, picked up the pen in his hand and drew a circle on the body. A translucent ball slowly floated in the air. Others may not know why Luo Xin did this, but several people there saw a coma slowly float out of the body of the eldest grandson Zhongkang. Soul body, the soul body was directly included in the round ball by Luo Xin. Then Luo Xin withdrew the invisible cage of Changsun Wuji, threw the round ball to Changsun Wuji, and said, "Take his soul to the Sword Pavilion to find his master. Maybe it can be saved."

After hearing this, Changsun Wuji's originally decadent face suddenly became more excited and said, "Thank you very much!" After saying that, Changsun Wuji sacrificed a flying sword and went to the sky.

Luohe saw it and couldn't help sighing: "I really envy these people who can fly..." Luo He's "ah" word was not finished, and he fell down.

"Father!"

As soon as the injury door was opened, 10,000 of the enemy was destroyed and 8,000 were self-damaged. Luohe also opened the injury door twice. It can be imagined how many injuries Luohe suffered. The newly condensed meridians in his body almost completely dissipated, replaced by an empty body. Luo cost had a total of more than ten famous doctors from the secular world and the immortal world to diagnose and treat Luohe. As a result, these people all said one sentence uniformly, without exception - there is really nothing they can do. Please be smart.

For more than half a month, Luo He's body has still not improved at all. During this period, Wu Zhao has been sitting on the chair in front of the Luohe bed, sitting cross-legged, as if practicing, day and night without meals.

At this moment, Luohe is lying **. Not only is his internal injury, but even his external injury has not healed. If it had been placed in peacetime, the scars on the surface of Luohe would have healed long ago, but since Luohe fell into a deep sleep, Luohe's body seemed to have stopped healing by itself, and his body seemed to have lost a large circle. His originally strong and strong body, like a thin old man, and even his hair turned a little whiter.

Ziyi and Xiaoyue have been weeping and lying on the edge of the bed of the Luohe River one after another. Meng's eyes were also full of tears. She gently leaned on Luo Cheng's arms and her face was worried.

Luo Xin just came back from outside with a box containing more than a dozen elixirs with light aura. Wu Zhao seemed to feel something, and she finally opened her eyes slowly after 15 days.

"Sister, these are the fifteen elixirs you want me to look for. They have been found. What else do you need? I'll find them right away."

"Thank you, brother, that's enough." What made Luo Xin and others feel a little strange was that Wu Zhao had not eaten or drank for nearly half a month, but her face did not show any weakness, but gave people a feeling of energy. Wu Zhao stood in front of Luohe with a box. She first put the largest turquoise elixir into Luohe's mouth, and then put her sexy lips on it. Wu Zhao's movements were very clean, and she did not show any shyness in front of so many people, although her face was already covered with red clouds.

So repeatedly, when Wu Zhao crossed 15 elixir into the abdomen of Luohe, Wu Zhao's hands suddenly overlapped quickly, and a series of words that people couldn't understand were read on his mouth.

"Let's go out." Luo Cheng took the onlookers out and then closed the door tightly. Luo Cheng is still relatively satisfied with Wu Zhao, his future daughter-in-law. He does things neatly, is not slugged, and has a general style. The most important thing is that Wu Zhao's heart for Luohe, since Wu Zhao shouted out those three sentences of "husband", Luo Cheng knows that Wu Zhao's heart has been all on Luohe.

As soon as Luo Cheng walked out of the door, he heard Wu Zhao in the room suddenly shouting: "Bengmen, open!"