"Chu Shaoyang, how dare you touch her!"
Namco suddenly swung the scimitar in his hand and slashed Chu Shaoyang's arm. His move was just a feint, trying to force Chu Shaoyang to retreat.
Unexpectedly, Chu Shaoyang did not dodge or avoid, and did not shrink his hand at all.
There was a soft sound of "chi", which was the sound of the blade entering the flesh.
The sharp blade cut deeply into Chu Shaoyang's right arm, and blood spurted out, quickly dyeing half of his arm red.
But at the same time, his right palm was already pressed on her shoulder, and his blood flowed down the palm onto her bright red wedding dress, making her red dress even brighter red.
He didn't let go!
Even though the blade in his right arm was piercing the bones and hurting his heart, he still held her left shoulder tightly, very hard. The harder he pressed, the more blood gushed out.
Soon, half of her clothes were stained red with his blood.
That blood is hot!
Even though she was always calm, she couldn't help but feel moved at this time.
"Chu Shaoyang, are you crazy? Why don't you shrink your hand? Do you know your arm will be cut off!" She said hoarsely, looking at his eyes that were soaked in blood.
If Namco hadn't withdrawn half of the force of this knife after slashing it out, Chu Shaoyang's right arm would have been removed.
"Yeah, I'm crazy. I've been crazy for you for a long time! If my arm is broken, it's broken, I don't care! Does it hurt you to see me injured and bleeding? If your heart can still feel pain for me, it means that you You still have me in your heart! It’s nothing but a broken arm. As long as I can keep your heart, I don’t care if he cuts off my limbs!”
Due to excessive blood loss, Chu Shaoyang's face became increasingly pale, and his hand holding her shoulder began to tremble weakly.
But he didn't care. He just looked at her face and smiled.
"Ning'er, are you willing to come with me?"
When he saw his blood, he clearly saw the flash of heartache in her eyes. It was useless for her to hide it. He knew, he just knew that she had him in her heart!
As expected, Shen Ning's heart began to hurt inexplicably.
The familiar yet unfamiliar pain made her unable to breathe. She pressed her hand on her chest and felt her heart beating faster and faster. She bit her lip hard.
That feeling came again, and she knew that if she continued to look into Chu Shaoyang's eyes and listen to him saying words that made her heartbroken, she would faint again.
"Namtso!" She abruptly looked away, not looking at him or listening to him, and stretched out her hand to Namtso.
Namco held her hand and pulled her, she was out of Chu Shaoyang's grasp. He protected her behind him, his tall body covering her tightly.
Chu Shaoyang's right hand stretched forward, trying to grab a piece of her sleeve, but it hung down feebly in mid-air.
Although Namtso's knife did not cut off his arm, the blade reached the bone. His injuries were extremely serious. His entire arm was so weak that he had no strength at all. If he hadn't held on with perseverance, he would have fallen down long ago. .
Chu Shaoyang's eyes went dark, his body was shaky and he might fall down at any time, but he still opened his eyes desperately and looked at her.
"Ning'er, come with me." He said again, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.
Shen Ning closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and looked indifferent.
"It's too late, it's too late, I can never leave with you."
The last bit of strength in Chu Shaoyang's body was drained away. He could no longer hold on and fell off the high chariot.