At the same time…
Mount Longhu.
The morning sun had just risen, and clouds lingered, creating a myriad of phenomena.
At this moment.
In a room in the Daoist temple at the back of the mountain.
Xu Ying, Bujie, Prajna, and Lin Wenxuan's injuries were almost healed.
Although the four of them were still wrapped in gauze, they could move their bodies.
At this moment.
The four of them were standing by the bed and looking at Yang Luo, who was still unconscious.
"What's going on? Didn't Old Celestial Master say that Brother Yang's injuries are almost healed? Why isn't he awake yet?"
Bujie frowned and said.
Prajna was also very worried and pained.
She stared intently at Yang Luo and said with a sobbing tone, "Brother Yang, quickly wake up. I beg you. Everyone is very worried about you!"
Xu Ying and Lin Wenxuan also stared at Yang Luo, their eyes filled with worry.
However, at this moment…