Feng Ling's heart trembled suddenly, showing a look of horror.
In the next moment, a huge wave of air rushed straight in from the open palace gate.
"Boom boom boom!"
With a few loud bangs, the dark sanctuary fell into turmoil.
The blood-stained ground was densely packed with countless cracks.
A terrifying and treacherous aura filled the sky above the entire sanctuary.
A purple figure, following the terrifying aura, quickly stepped into the sanctuary.
The purple robe is shining, and the sleeve robe is agitated.
As the man walked, countless streams of air rose from under his feet, and the powerful profound energy that seemed to be able to swallow everything in the world spread around him.
He is extremely fast.
It's so close to the naked eye that it can't be caught at all.
"ah-"
There was a sharp scream.
Before Feng Ling had time to react, his body was already flying sideways, and he fell out heavily.
The whole person was submerged in the pool of blood.
Instantly drowned in blood.
"Xiao Luoer..."
Di Moxuan's hoarse voice was full of pain.
He flew forward and took Ye Qingluo into his arms.
The girl in her arms was dying.
Breathing is so light, so slow.
A patch of red stung his eyes.
Di Moxuan couldn't tell whether it was her own blood or the blood splashed from the pool of blood.
Except for that face, Ye Qingluo's whole body seemed to be soaked in blood.
Blood dripped drop by drop.
The body hangs limply on his body, seemingly lifeless.
Di Moxuan held her hand and began to tremble.
His breathing froze and his body began to tremble.
Her body was icy, biting to the bone.
Her face was very white and bloodless.
"Xiao Luoer... Xiao Luoer..."
The man's hoarse voice was full of pain and annoyance.
There is also a bit of suppressed crying.
right…
cry.
A man who has always been aloof, a man who has always been calm and calm, a man who has always been strong and calm.
It was actually in the semantics, bringing out the cry.
Ye Qingluo's heart felt a sharp pain.
She raised her hand with difficulty, her blood-stained cold fingers lightly touched his cheek.
The movement is very slow.
But it still involved her wounds.
Perhaps it was because someone who made her feel at ease came.
She frowned unabashedly, and exhaled pitifully: "It hurts..."
The sound of "pain" made Di Moxuan's peach blossom eyes smudged with mist.
Ling Fengling, who was struggling to climb up from the blood pool, fell into the blood pool again with a "plop".
Bitch! What a slut!
Just know how to be pitiful and seduce Brother Di!
Feng Ling gritted her teeth angrily.
You can't blame Feng Ling for thinking so.
Like the previous battle between Ye Qingluo and the Dark Lord.
What is it like to be tortured.
Even the heart was almost pierced.
Ye Qingluo didn't make a sound.
Seeing Di Moxuan now, he screamed in pain so vigorously.
"Ah Xuan..." Ye Qingluo's voice became softer and softer, she opened and closed her pink lips, and what came out was only air flow.
Di Moxuan's eyes were red, and his peach blossom eyes stained with mist, carefully looked at the large and small wounds on Ye Qingluo's body.
He wanted to be furious.
He wanted to scold Ye Qingluo for being so capricious.
He wanted to reprimand Ye Qingluo for acting without authorization for causing such a serious injury to himself.
Can…
See her pale face.
That pitiful "pain".
All the anger turned into distress.
With a hoarse voice, he choked up and said: "Stop talking, Xiao Luoer, I will take you away, the ghost doctor is already waiting for us."
Looking at that magnificent face.
The man who had always been invincible had his eyes red because of her.