Jun Mohan's shadow touched Feng Sujin's head and looked at her with a smile, his eyes were so doting.
This kind of pampering light can make people drown in it involuntarily.
Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan infatuatedly like this, feeling that her Mr. Jun's eyes were the most beautiful because she was in them.
Waves of cold wind blew by.
Feng Sujin came to her senses with a jolt, and could no longer waste time now.
She was almost immersed in the warm time with Jun Mohan, and she didn't think about anything else.
She almost forgot that Jun Mohan was a shadow at this time, and the real him was still waiting for her to save him.
Feng Sujin didn't waste any more time. She took out the knife and cut off her finger without hesitation.
Because I was too determined and used too much force, the cut was deeper and more blood flowed out.
Feng Sujin didn't even frown, her expression was very calm, "Mo Han, do you want to catch the blood? Or is it dripping somewhere?"
Jun Mohan didn't expect Feng Sujin to be so fast. When he saw her movements, fingers, and expression, his heart ached, and his emotions suddenly stopped. The shadow disappeared instantly.
"Mo Han, Mo Han..."
Feng Sujin was frightened, and started shouting Jun Mohan's name repeatedly, regardless of the fact that her fingers were still bleeding.
Feng Sujin didn't even feel pain. The only pain she felt was that she couldn't see Jun Mohan anymore.
A look of fear came into her heart, for she was worried about him.
Moreover, there was no signal here, and she could not contact the Lingyue clan, so she could not ask about Jun Mohan's physical condition.
At the same time, in a certain house in the Lingyue clan,
Qiu Wenzheng and Yue Wuxin were discussing some medicinal knowledge when they suddenly heard a slight sound.
They suddenly turned their heads towards the Lingyu bed and saw blood spilling from the corner of Jun Mohan's mouth.
Yue Wuxin's face changed drastically, "Not good!"
Qiu Wenzheng's face also turned pale, "What's going on? He's so fine, why is he still vomiting blood while he's asleep? He can't have big mood swings."
Yue Wuxin looked at the surrounding formations, the compass, and the sky, and he said solemnly: "Your brother's soul has stripped off his own, and he probably went to find Feng Sujin."
"What do you mean, I don't understand?"
"Jun Mohan is not an ordinary person. He has divine blood. Specifically, his mother and father are not like ordinary people. I can't detect his abilities. Some people can separate their souls from their bodies. He can go where he wants to go in an illusory way, but he is very weak now and can only go to that extremely gloomy place, a place where the cold air of life and death... "
Qiu Wenzheng's body trembled, "What is the cold place of life and death?"
"It's the boundary between life and death. In that case, the shadow of his soul can still exist."
Qiu Wenzheng covered his head, "No, no, it's too strange and weird. It reminds me of someone's unresolved ghostly relationship. Is it like a ghost meets a person?"
"It's almost the same truth, that is, in such an extremely gloomy place, Feng Sujin can see Jun Mohan's shadow, and they can communicate. It is estimated that only Jun Mohan in the world has the ability to peel off himself , but this approach is actually very harmful to the body. He probably had some mood swings, so he vomited blood."
Yue Wuxin was actually sighing in his heart. He had finally seen these two people, each of them risking his life for the other.
Even if he has been emotionally hurt and doesn't believe in love, he still has to believe in the love between Feng Sujin and Jun Mohan.
It’s hard for someone to do this for each other, right