But precisely because of this extremely cold air in his mind, Ling Chuxi's six senses became sharper than ever before, and the pain was amplified several times.
What will be the consequences of the already unbearable severe pain after it is magnified several times?
If anyone sees Ling Chuxi's current appearance, even a stone-hearted person will be moved by it. Her body is dripping with cold sweat, as if soaked by heavy rain. There is no blood on her beautiful face, only a sad look.
He was in pain, but his frown showed his stubbornness and tenacity.
If it were anyone else, she might have given up her desire to live long ago, or even just wanted to die early to avoid the heart-rending pain, but she would not, even if there was only the last glimmer of hope, she would not give up.
However, how long can she persist in the face of the formation restriction that penetrates the power of heaven and earth?
My mind was a little lost, and in a daze, a hazy figure appeared in my mind. The long silver hair was so charming, the handsome face was so moving, and the clear eyes were full of affection and concern.
Ling Chuxi's face full of pain showed a smile. If he was with him at the last moment of his life, it would be a happy thing, right? Even if it is just the memory hidden deep in the soul,
Make people feel the taste of happiness.
My cold hands suddenly felt a strong warmth, as if they were tightly held by a pair of strong hands. Instantly, the warmth spread throughout my body.
Ling Chuxi tried her best to open her eyes, and in the whirlpool of the torrent, a figure that haunted her soul appeared in front of her, and she could not describe the splendor of her whole life.
"I'm sorry, my little Chuxi, I'm late. Go to sleep peacefully. You'll be fine. Trust me, you'll be fine." A voice full of guilt and self-blame sounded in my ears like a whisper.
, that look is so real.
"Is it a hallucination?" Before dying, having such a hallucination turns out to be a great happiness.
The warm feeling spreads from the palm of the hand to the whole body, as if after being extremely tired, it invades the hot spring, washing away the dust and all the pain. It is so relaxing and comfortable.
Ling Chuxi closed her eyes again and fell into a deep sleep, but her brows quietly relaxed.
The undercurrent surged around him, even more violently than before. The swirling air flow was like a knife or a sword, cutting everything into pieces. A dense air of energy spread outside Huangfu Qingjue's body, protecting the two of them in the middle.
But now, even this energy has some signs of being unable to hold up, and now there are signs of rupture.
Huangfu Qingjue frowned slightly, circled his arms, and held Ling Chuxi tightly in his arms. The aura shrank rapidly, just enough to protect Ling Chuxi in the middle, but it was several times more solid than before, becoming
indestructible.
Huangfu Qingjue's body trembled slightly, and countless blood flowers flew out from behind him, but his eyes looking at Ling Chuxi were still so calm and full of tenderness.
…
Finally, the undercurrent gradually weakened, and when the silver light passed by, two figures flew down lightly.
Ling Chuxi seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, she held Huangfu Qingjue's hand and was in an endless void and chaos, but she felt so stable. The two of them clasped their fingers together, as if they would never be together for the rest of their lives.
separation.
In front of his eyes, a brilliant light flashed, and Ling Chuxi woke up from her dream.
"Qing Jue!" Ling Chuxi murmured softly with a bit of reluctance and opened her eyes.