At this time, Tang Luo on the hospital bed was not in danger of life, but his body was very weak.

Tang Luo, who was already conscious, slowly fell asleep, because he was too tired.

Basong and the others stood aside, feeling very anxious.

They knew very well that Tang Luo was doing this to save Zhaolong.

Basong and others did not return to the ward and kept guarding Tang Luo and Zhaolong.

After more than an hour of guarding like this, Tang Luo woke up.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the brothers in front of him.

"Brother Luo, you're awake."

"Loco, how do you feel?"

Basong and others asked hurriedly.

"I'm fine."

Tang Luo shook his head slightly, his voice weak.

"Basong, help me up."

"Brother Luo, you can rest for a while?"

Basong reminded.

"No, if you want to repair your body, you still have to rely on cultivation, haha."

Tang Luo squeezed out a smile, not wanting everyone to worry too much about him.

"That's OK."

Basong nodded and gently helped Tang Luo to sit up.

Tang Luo leaned against the head of the bed and looked at Zhaolong again.

"The doctor said that his senior brother will wake up soon and his health is already in good condition..."

Basong noticed Tang Luo's gaze and said hurriedly.

"Well... Naqiu woke up?"

Tang Luo looked at Basong and asked.

"Not yet, Uncle Kathy has just arrived and said he is still sleeping..."

Basong shook his head.

"Well, go to Naqiu. If she wakes up, it's time to find you. I'm fine. Just practice hard later."

After Tang Luo finished speaking to Basong, he glanced around again.

"You all go and rest, you still have injuries on your body..."

"Loco, we're fine, we're here to accompany you."

"Yes, Luo Ge, we are all skin trauma, nothing is wrong."

Tank and others said one after another.

"Haha, I'm fine again, don't make it so sensational, okay?"

Tang Luo smiled.

"Everyone, let's rest. I'm so hurt. I'll stay. Luo Ge also needs to practice quietly."

As the oldest person, Liu Zong spoke.

Seeing this, everyone nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Okay, call us if you have something to do."

Silver Monkey said to Liu Zong.

"good."

Liu Zong responded.

Tank and the others looked at Tang Luo again and retreated from the room.

"Then Brother Luo, you practice hard."

Basong didn't stay any longer.

Tang Luo nodded, Basong looked at Zhaolong again and went to Naqiu's ward.

In the ward, except for Zhaolong and Tang Luo on the bed, Liu Zong was left.

"Loco, it's too dangerous for you to do that."

Liu Zong sat down and said seriously.

"Old Liu, isn't danger common to me? Haha."

Tang Luo chuckled.

He knew very well that Liu Zong had to see many things more clearly and thoroughly than others.

"Brother Luo, I feel very honored to follow you."

Liu Zong looked at Tang Luo and sighed.

"Haha, what's the honor? Everyone is brother... but over the years, I have always remembered a sentence in my heart."

Tang Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Zong looked at him and was still waiting for him to continue to say the second half.

"How can you do it as you wish, but I want to be ashamed of my heart..."

Tang Luo said slowly.

"If I were in danger, I believe that my brothers will try their best to save me."

"Well, sure!"

Liu Zong nodded affirmatively.

He can't represent others, but he can definitely do it.

Even if he knew Tang Luo, which was later than Tank and others, it would not hinder his loyalty to follow him.

Of course, it was because Tang Luo had given him poison before, but those things seem to be less important now.

He will follow Tang Luo with all his heart and soul if there is any poison.

The two of them chatted for a few more times. Tang Luo looked at Zhaolong, who was breathing evenly, and felt relieved.

Then, he no longer thought about it and wanted to practice quickly. His physical condition was too poor.

Tang Luo sat cross-legged on the hospital bed and began to practice quietly.

Liu Zong also went to the sofa beside him and started practicing.

The afternoon passed and the sky gradually darkened.

Tang Luo, who was still in the state of cultivation, heard a few coughs.

He opened his eyes and saw Zhaolong covering his chest with one hand and coughing very hard.

Liu Zong hurriedly went to pour water and came to Zhaolong's side.

Zhao Long gasped and his face turned red.

He drank a large glass of water and his face became much better.

At this time, Tang Luo also got off the bed.

Although the practice was not long, it was enough to get him out of his weakness.

Zhaolong looked at Liu Zong and Tang Luo, and was still trying his best to recall what had happened.

"Master Zhaolong, how do you feel?"

Tang Luo asked, holding him, leaning against the head of the bed.

"Mr. Tang, I... did you save me?"

Zhaolong's brain became much clearer and asked uncertainly.

The reason why I am uncertain is because his last memory is the scene in front of Naqiu's bed.

With the help of Tang Luo Yin Needle, Zhaolong stabilized his state and finally completely eliminated Jiwa's head-sucking technique and drove his consciousness out of Na Qiu's body.

In fact, before that, he was mentally prepared.

If he needs to save Naqiu and save him, he will do that without hesitation, and of course, he will also bring Jiwa together.

Before Zhaolong lost consciousness, he felt that he would not wake up again.

But now, Zhaolong felt that he didn't seem to have much pain on his body.
To be continued...