In this narrow halo, the air becomes weaker with time. The three people surrounded by the body and spirit become uncontrollable in this state of hypoxia, and they become dizzy.

Ye Yimu was first in a coma, Leng Zitian hugged her who was about to fall. The moment he fell down, Ye Yimu saw a white light spot appearing in front of him in the form of a circle, slowly enlarging in front of him, feeling like he was going to take her into a certain time and space, or a certain field and memory?

After Ye Yimu fell down, only Leng Zitian and Baili Wushuang who were still awake. Leng Zitian held Ye Yimu who was lying in his arms and sat slowly on the ground. He squinted his eyes and met Baili Wushuang who was hating him.

"What did you do?" Leng Zitian spoke with some difficulty.

He could understand that Baili Wushuang hated him, after all, who could explain this kind of thing clearly? But he would never accept that the person he loved was caught in such a dangerous situation because of such a big reason. Leng Zitian's voice was very cold, very cold, and unprecedentedly cold.

"You saw it." Baili Wushuang also said with difficulty, but he couldn't hide his happy mood in his tone as he was having difficulty breathing.

Yes, Baili Wushuang is happy. At least his happiness now is unnecessary for other emotions. His long-cherished wish is about to be fulfilled, right? The pleasure of dying with the enemies of his past life, and the comfort of living and dying with those who like him. How can he not be happy if such emotions exist? Unhappy? Although he was a little disappointed in his heart, he chose to ignore...

"Are you happy?" Leng Zitian spoke lightly, still a cold voice.

Baili Wushuang was stunned for a second. Maybe he didn't know what Leng Zitian meant to ask this question? Or maybe he was asking himself: Yes, is this result he wanted? Maybe he didn't hate it as much as he imagined, and thought so.

However, it has reached this point, his self-esteem does not allow himself to regret it, nor does he allow any unnecessary distractions. "Well. I'm very happy."

At this moment, the air in the halo was on the verge of disappearing. The two of them had no extra combat power to fight. They could only look at each other's eyes, each with their own thoughts and emotions.

Leng Zitian held Ye Yimu's hand tightly and glanced at Baili Wushuang indifferently. He took a deep breath and bent down and pointed his mouth at Ye Yimu's mouth. This time it was not light and he tried his best to input oxygen into Ye Yimu's mouth.

A quarter of an hour later, Leng Zitian raised his head and felt that Ye Yimu's breathing was much smoother. He felt a little more at ease. Looking at Ye Yimu's beautiful face, Leng Zitian smiled slightly

Baili Wushuang, who was completely ignored, was full of unwillingness in his eyes. Looking at Leng Zitian's loving attitude, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

But at this time he could no longer make any noise. His body's lack of oxygen made him have no strength. This state tells him that he will be about to fall into a coma or die in the next second.

Of course, the other person felt the same now. Leng Zitian had a faint smile on his face, and his hand holding Ye Yimu became tighter and tighter.
Chapter completed!