She narrowed her cold eyes, her eyes filled with piercing coldness, and looked at the Xuanguang sword in front of her.
The next second, the Xuanguang swords lined up one after another like clones, surrounding her in the middle.
The golden light on her body was shrinking inch by inch, her face was as pale as snow, and her whole body was covered with deep sword wounds. She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly
Due to excessive blood loss, her breathing was extremely rapid, and the scene in front of her eyes gradually blurred.
She was so tired, so sleepy, and wanted to take a nap...
But she still held on to her body and prevented herself from falling.
System, I can't leave.
Host…
No matter what, she still had to explain to the system. Although its system is very unlovable most of the time, it is always by her side.
In an instant, the cold light around her dimmed, and all the sword energy attacked in her direction.
"Bang—" A loud sound shook her eardrums.
A powerful spiritual power instantly pushed back the sword array, and there was a sound of "pinging, banging, banging, banging" in his ears. Every inch of light blue light is like a sharp sword, colliding with the clone of the Xuanguang Sword.
Luo Qingchen felt her body go limp. A vaguely angry arm took hold of her waist, and she instantly fell into a familiar embrace.
Lingxuan looked at her who was covered in blood in his arms, his eyes were covered with a layer of cold evil, and his heart was beating like a soul.
For some reason, looking at her paper-pale cheeks, my heart felt painful.
It hurts so much—
After a while, they walked out of the God-killing Sword Formation. The scorching sunshine shone outside the Star Hall, and every step he took with her in his arms was stained with her blood.
Her white clothes were stained red with blood, and several extremely deep wounds revealed the bones, like holes, with blood flowing profusely.
It seemed like the blood would be drained out in the next second.
There was a strong smell of blood floating in the surrounding air, but there was a faint scent of her in that smell.
"What are you doing?" He hugged her and slowly sat down on the stairs, his right hand still holding her waist, and a light blue light lingered between his left hand, instantly wrapping around her.
Luo Qingchen felt a chill all over her body. The wound didn't seem to hurt as much as before, but she still couldn't exert any strength.
She struggled to open her eyes, used her last bit of strength to stretch out her right hand and grasp the hem of his clothes, and said, "You... why... don't you want me?"
She just felt that the grievance in her heart hurt more than the wounds on her body. She worked so hard to get to him, how could he just say she didn't want her
Lingxuan looked at her with moist eyes, clearly dying but still holding on to the hem of his clothes. My heart felt like it was being pierced by thousands of sharp swords, and the pain was endless.
He knew his heart ached.
Or perhaps, he was emotional.
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"I'm sorry-" His voice was very soft and slowly sounded in her ears: "I won't let anything happen to you."
He had never said these three words in his entire life, but today, he felt that what he said was so willing. It was all his fault. If he hadn't been jealous but unwilling to admit it, and instead pushed her away indifferently, she wouldn't have broken into the God-killing Sword Formation and almost died there.
Why is this fool so stupid? But it is so heart-warming, lovable, and makes you want to hold her in your arms all the time.
After a long time, after the spiritual power temporarily stabilized her life, he gently picked up her unconscious body and walked towards the inner hall. (To be continued)