A line of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, and his fingertips turned white and trembled faintly.
The backlash of golden power is anything but ordinary.
For a person with a physique similar to that of an ordinary person to receive such an arrow, he would be lucky not to die.
Xue Linger's tears rolled down her cheeks, and she kept shouting, "Daddy, Daddy..."
Grandpa Bai just frowned and remained silent.
Qianmo Qingcheng exerted a little force on her hand, and with a "tearing" sound, the sharp arrow was pulled out, and blood fell like a small fountain.
‘Wow’ spit out a mouthful of blood and splashed on the ground, blooming enchantingly like a blood lotus.
He stood on the spike, and the golden arrow stuck in his chest was held in his hand. In a moment, the golden arrow turned into a ray of light and disappeared without a trace.
Lines of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
Following the perfect jaw, it landed on the ground.
The breeze is like a layer of lake water, blowing on my face with a little chill.
Qianmo Qingcheng's almost transparent face was as white as a person who had never seen the sun, as if it would melt if the wind blew.
His chest and skirt were completely stained with blood.
His eyes were steady, with a hint of tenderness, as he looked at the jade flower less than one meter away from him.
His whole body was stained with blood, like a person fighting out of the Shura battlefield.
There was a bit of a smile on Ruyu's face, and no matter how serious the injury was or bleeding, he could not hide his joy.
It's all worth it.
Really, even if he was surrounded by bloodthirsty butterflies and stabbed in the chest by sharp arrows, he never regretted it for a moment.
The body shook. Qianmo Qingcheng's eyes turned black for a moment due to excessive blood loss.
Pursing her lips tightly, her perfect face showed a determined look. Qianmo Qingcheng stabilized her mind and kept telling herself, just hold on for a little while longer, hold on for a little longer, just a little while...
As long as he gets the Jade Blood Jade Flower, it will be fine.
Luo Xue is waiting for him, he can't fall down, absolutely not!
Taking a staggering step, Qianmo Qingcheng ignored her bleeding chest and stretched out her hand to gently pick off the bright jade flower.
When the Jade Blood Jade Flower left the Hualing Terrace, the original thirty-centimeter-high flower shrank tenfold in an instant, turning into a three-centimeter flower.
Qianmo Qingcheng didn't find it fussy. Some flowers will change once they leave the place that nourishes them all year round.
As long as it doesn't wither, no matter how small it becomes, the effect will be the same as before.
After getting the Jade Blood Jade Flower, the heart that Qian Mo Qingcheng had been carrying seemed to have finally found a place to rest, and she instantly felt relieved.
Luo Xue, it’s great to be saved.
Looking at the flowers in her hands with joy, Qianmo Qingcheng breathed a long sigh of relief, "Luo Xue, don't be afraid, you are saved. I will go back to save you right away. As long as I am here, you will be fine."
With a low murmur, Qianmo Qingcheng no longer cared about how serious her injuries were. She turned around and saw that the thorny road in front of her had automatically disappeared when the jade-blood jade flower was picked off.
After taking a step, my body's center of gravity became unstable and dark, and I was about to pass out.
Qian Mo Qingcheng paused, gritted her teeth, and forced herself to stand up.
With his hands lightly touching, he, who was weak, formed a magic formula and was about to expand the transformation space.
Xue Ling'er was shocked. She ran over quickly, grabbed the corner of Qianmo Qingcheng's clothes, and said, "Dad, you lost too much blood, and you go in to change the space when you are seriously injured. What if you faint and die inside? You
It will never come out."
Qian Mo Qingcheng lowered her eyebrows and glanced at the little girl who only reached his thigh. Her thin lips were slightly hooked. This was a smile from his heart. It was warm, as warm as family affection: "Ling'er, daddy is fine, no need.
Worry. If you and I are destined to meet each other, we will meet again. Now, daddy is leaving. From now on, you must be good and don't run around.