146 4.11 Cleansing Impurity

Lu Yizhou touched Heimo's shoulder and startled. He was so hot! With a much urgent tone, he called out again. "Lan'er, are you okay?" He tugged on Heimo's arm so that the demonic cultivator was laying on his back and shock wasn't even adequate to describe what Lu Yizhou was feeling when he saw Heimo's ghastly expression, the pain scrunching between his brows and his lips that was tinged with bluish hue. His teeth were chattering and he looked like he was in an awful lot of pain.