When she was a child, why did she think of her when she was a child? Why did she want to hold him and comfort him? It was due to habit, or it was some lost past hidden deep in her soul...
"How could he kill you? How could he be so cruel to you? How could he rip out your heart? He lied to me! He lied to me! He has been lying to me all this time!"
The man's gentle voice was full of grief at being deceived and betrayed. He was roaring, shouting, and crying.
Don't cry...
Please don't cry...
She felt that her heart was about to be broken by tears from this gentle man.
No, she has no heart anymore. How could it be broken?
She suddenly felt that she was a little ridiculous and lost her mind.
"He is so cruel that he dug out the source of your heart and imprisoned your soul in your body so that you can't even reincarnate. I won't allow it! I will never allow such a thing!
"
The man's voice was unusually gentle, but filled with a strange ferocious aura, making the whole room feel horrified for an instant.
"Mansha, don't worry, I will definitely save you. Don't worry, even if I can't defeat him, I will find a way to reincarnate you safely, get rid of him, and enter a new life."
The next moment, Ling Luo seemed to hear the sound of his chest being torn apart, as if flesh and blood were being churned out.
Creepy.
What happened?
What's going on with the smell of blood all over the house?
Also, what is the feeling of overflowing and expanding warmth in the empty heart? Why is there something jumping inside?
Heartbeat?
Is it a heartbeat?
It's just that this heartbeat was a little intense. She felt so painful. It was too fast and exceeded the frequency of normal people!
Ling Luo felt like she was about to suffocate.
She opened her eyes suddenly, stretched out a hand, covered her heart, curled up into a ball, and groaned in pain.
"Luo'er!"
Xuanyuan Yu exclaimed.
He thought that after helping her get rid of the filthy consciousness, she would return to normal when she woke up, but now it seems that she is even more painful than before!
What's going on?
Xuanyuan Yu was anxious. He leaned down and held her tightly in his arms. Feeling her cold and trembling body, he wished he could take her place with his own body.
"Luo'er, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my husband is here, my husband is here..." He lowered his head and leaned into her ear, comforting her softly and whispering.
Ling Luo's head was so painful that she was covered in cold sweat. In her hazy consciousness, she heard Xuanyuan Yu's voice.
She couldn't help but stretched out a hand and grasped his big hand tightly, as if holding the last straw to save her life.
"Yu, don't..."
Her consciousness was not yet clear. She was obviously awake, but she still seemed to be immersed in the nightmare she just had.
"What?" Xuanyuan Yu heard his beloved wife's voice, but her voice was too weak and he couldn't hear it clearly.
Ling Luo held Xuanyuan Yu's hand tightly, and because it was too painful, her sharp nails involuntarily pierced into the soft flesh of his palm.
"Don't kill me...don't kill me..."
"It hurts so much, my heart hurts..."
Xuanyuan Yu's tall body trembled heavily, his face suddenly turned pale as a dead person, and his pupils like black holes instantly lost focus.
Did she dream about her past life again?
Did she also dream of the dark lord killing Mansha and gouging out his heart?