Blood surged out along the arrow inserted into his chest, and in the blink of an eye, it had already soaked the luxurious clothes.
Damn it, his eyes are blurry, but no, he can't die yet, he wants to be sure of one thing.
The Dark Emperor turned his head with great effort, looking for that petite figure.
She was safe. Looking at her white clothes and black hair, standing well behind his back, the Dark Emperor felt relaxed in an instant. He slowly fell backwards.
"Kay!" This was the first time in her life that she shouted wildly, mixed with heartbreak. The sun-white figure caught the Dark Emperor's falling body. The blood made her purple eyes well up with evil hatred, and she seemed to be able to suppress it no longer.
I can’t control the demonic nature within my body.[
She hurriedly chanted a spell to stop his bleeding, but she was upset and chanted it wrong many times. It was too late, and the blood was like a flood that burst its banks, and it was difficult to stop the surge.
The arrow stabbed coldly into his chest, and the tip had pierced into his heart. Even her powerful regeneration power was absolutely unable to save him. He was still alive just because he was holding on for dear life.
"Don't die, please, don't die." It's all her fault, it's all her fault. If she hadn't been so naughty and told him all this earlier, maybe this wouldn't have happened.
The blood still refused to obey the power of the spell and was still flowing. His face was pale and his breath was weak.
"Fool, everyone will die. If I die here, I have no regrets." The secret commander showed a comforting smile, his throat sweetened, he coughed a few times, and the blood flow became more serious.
"You will not die. You have forgotten that I am a witch. I have the most powerful power and I want to save you." There were no tears, even though she was anxious.