"Zhilan! Zhilan!" She panicked because when she couldn't control herself and hugged him back, her hands were covered with sticky things.
"Zi'er... don't leave..." He was smiling, he was still smiling, his smile was as beautiful as a picture scroll, and his smile could break at any time.
"Zhilan! What's wrong with you Zhilan!" She held his waist with one hand and spread her other hand, which was so scarlet that it pierced the eyes.
It's blood!
He's bleeding!
Suddenly, her heart dropped. The blood was flowing from the wound on his back...
It's her——
She pushed him and hit the pillar, causing wounds... only wounds...
"Zhilan! Zhilan, don't scare me, Zhilan!" She panicked and could no longer control her emotions. She shouted in a tearful voice: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming! Fourth brother, save Zhilan!"
Save Lan!"
"Miss, I'll go ask the fourth young master right away. Miss, wait for me!" Tinghe ran out of the yard despite the rain outside, despite the wind and rain.
"Zi...Zi'er..." He curled his lips weakly. Such a movement almost exhausted all his strength.
"I'm here, I'm here! Zhilan, you will be fine! Zhilan, I will save you, I will definitely save you!" Feng Xizi supported Mo Zhilan, leaning his back against the door frame, letting Mo Zhilan
Lying in her arms, she stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly.
"Believe me...Zi'er...believe me..." He persisted, so weak that he almost lost consciousness, but he was still repeating his only wish.
Feng Xizi's tears fell heavily, soaking her clothes, and her face was stained with tears, "I lost my child..."
"Believe...believe me..." His breath was weak and he could no longer hear what Feng Xizi was saying.
"I almost lost the Feng family..."
"Zi'er..." His thin lips could only spit out a weak voice, and even Feng Xizi could hardly hear what he was saying.
"I also lost Qiyu..."
"Believe me...Zi'er...believe, believe me..." His narrow phoenix eyes could only hold up a subtle look.
"I spent all my youth on you..."
"Zi...Zi'er..." He held her fingers in his big palm and gradually lost strength.
"Mo Zhilan, why should I meet you... why..."
"..." He smiled, that smile was almost broken, and the tenderness around his lips was stained with dazzling red.
"Zhilan... Zhilan!" Feng Xizi's fingertips trembled violently, stroking down the blood that overflowed from his lips, but he was still talking, and his voice was gone, and he could only speak from the opening and closing of his lips and teeth.
See his words.
He said, believe him.
"Mo Zhilan! I won't let anything happen to you! I won't let you die! Mo Zhilan, if you dare to die, I will definitely hate you! I will...I will hate you, Mo Zhilan!" She choked with tears, and on her fingers
There is more and more blood, and the body in my arms is getting colder and colder.
"Little sister!" Feng Yu rushed into the courtyard and happened to see Mo Zhilan covered in blood and Feng Xizi who was almost collapsed.
Feng Xizi raised her eyes and shouted: "Fourth brother! Save him!"
There was no time to ask what happened. Feng Yu rushed to Feng Xizi and grabbed Mo Zhilan's wrist, his eyebrows moving in vain.
My pulse is almost impossible to feel.
Even if he was struck by a sword, he was not seriously injured.
Mo Zhilan, he really didn’t even want his life!
"Little sister, let go. I'm going to take him in for treatment. If it's too late, he'll be dead!" Feng Yu wanted to lift Mo Zhilan up, but found that Mo Zhilan's stubborn consciousness had not disappeared, and he was still holding on tightly.
The little girl opened and closed her hands and mouth, not knowing what she was saying.