However, no matter how ugly her face was, the wounds on her chest and the deep scratches on her neck did not seep out blood any more
As she breathed, her chest was slightly unsightly ups and downs, which meant that she was indeed alive.
Ouyang Xi didn't care whether it would hurt someone or not, so he threw the sword in his hand to the side, and reached out to Lingwu to hug her.
Only by hugging her can he truly feel that he has not lost him
Only by holding Lingwu tightly, the heart that almost died with her could come back to life
But Ouyang Xi's hand stopped when she was one inch away from Lingwu, and finally she could only gently stroke her cheek.
At this time, he didn't dare to use any force at all, for fear of causing Lingwu to hurt like that, and for fear of shaking her wounds again
The person standing next to the carriage smiled and said, "Now, she just stopped the blood, but whether she could survive was still unsure."
Ouyang Xi stroked Ling Wu's hand and stiffened for a moment. Looking at Ling Wu's eyes, she still couldn't bear to leave.
He lowered his head and asked in a deep voice: "Why?"
"She was hurting more than just external injuries," the man sighed: "Although the trauma looks serious, it's okay to stop the blood, but..."
Speaking of this, I stopped
Ouyang Xi already understood what he was saying. Ling Yun’s last palm was the reason why this person said it.
As if she knew what Ouyang Xi was thinking, the man said calmly: "Whether she can survive depends on whether she wants to live in her heart."
Ouyang Xi gritted her teeth and stopped talking
Fingers help Lingwu's hair scattered on his forehead hook the back of his head, and his fingers slide down and stay behind Lingwu's ears
After a long time, the severe pain in my heart finally turned into a sigh and overflowed from my mouth: "You can't die. If you die, I will go to the Hall of Hell to bring you back."
Then he raised the corner of his mouth and said softly: "You know, we agreed to live and die together."