Shangguan Chen shook her hand away with all his strength, a sadness as heavy as water appeared under his eyes, and roared, "Don't come close to her, no one can come close!"
Su Hong was so frightened by him that she didn't dare to come any closer. She shouted anxiously, "Chen, are you stupid? Wake up and stop."
She never expected that after saving her son's life, she would still act like this because of Han Zhiyan.
But Shangguan Chen still turned a deaf ear and just looked at Han Zhiyan quietly, the blood still slowly flowing away.
Everyone was shocked and anxious, but at this moment, Shangguan Chen's heart was strangely quiet.
"Yanyan, you don't have to be afraid, I will always be by your side, and we will be together for eternity," Shangguan Chen kept calling in his heart, with a beautiful smile on his lips.
The blood continued to drip from the wrists of the two people and slowly dripped onto the spirit stone. If this continued, he would definitely die from blood loss.
At this time, Shangguan Chen was like a hedgehog, turning a deaf ear to other people's advice, and no one dared to step forward.
His soft eyes just stared at Han Zhiyan, not caring whether he would lose his life.
Gradually, his consciousness began to fade, his vision became increasingly blurred, and everything in front of him seemed to be in a trance.
Finally, he fell down on the spiritual stone due to exhaustion.
And Han Zhiyan immediately fell from the spirit stone and fell on top of him.
Everyone was frightened and rushed forward in a hurry, trying to reach out their hands to help them up.
"Brother!" Shangguan Yi quickly walked over and helped Shangguan Chen up, calling worriedly.
Shangguan Chen opened his eyes slightly. Although he was weak, he still ordered Shangguan Yi coldly, "Put Zhi Yan against me, she will be scared."
Shangguan Yi persuaded me nicely, "Brother, it's useless. My sister-in-law may not survive."
When Shangguan Chen heard this, he gathered all his strength and shouted, "Hurry!"
Shangguan Yi saw the determination on his face, sighed helplessly, and could only do as he was told.
He leaned Han Zhiyan against Shangguan Chen, and Shangguan Chen grabbed her scratched wrist slightly, with their wounds facing each other.
The blood still flowed out slowly, and every drop stained the half-heart-shaped pendant in Shangguan Chen's hand.
Suddenly, there were bursts of loud thunder in the sky, like an earth-shattering sound, and the roof of the cave burst open.
A ray of white light penetrated the crack in the cave ceiling, shining directly on the pendant, and then on the spiritual stone.
When everyone saw this scene, they stared at the spirit stone with confused eyes, waiting for it to miraculously appear.
The next moment, the color on the spirit stone instantly changed from red to dark due to the illumination of the moonlight.
When everyone's faces were filled with joy, Shangguan Chen and Han Zhiyan both fell to the ground, with blood slowly flowing on the ground like a stream.
However, even at the moment they fell to the ground, their hands were clasped tightly, as if they were together forever, and no one could separate.
Three years later.
In the back garden of Shangguan's house, rows of trellises are covered with a dazzling array of grapes. However, a faint fragrance slowly drifts away, filled with the fragrance of rose flowers.
There were also faint cheers from children.
"Sichen..." A woman's anxious voice sounded in the garden.
The little boy who was called Sichen immediately jumped down from the grapevine trellis when he heard the familiar call. He rolled his black and white eyes, and a proud smile flashed on his fair face.
He stumbled to the side of the fake stone and squatted down.