As a result of his thoughts, the light of the moonlight and wind chimes gradually faded, the sound gradually stopped, and calm returned to the arena again.
Ling Luo put away the moonlight wind chime and walked slowly to Ye Fengrou's side. She knelt down and looked at her face full of tears and pain, with a mocking smile on her lips.
"Ye Fengrou, did you know that the place where you stabbed with the hairpin is still half an inch away from the heart."
"You want to die, but you can't kill yourself. Do you know why?" Ling Luo shook his head and sneered, "Because, subconsciously, you love yourself too much."
Ye Fengrou's thin lips moved slightly and her face turned pale. She looked down at the injury on her chest with a reluctant expression, but she could not speak at all because of the extreme pain.
At this moment, Ye Fengrou had only one thought in her mind.
She lost to Ling Luo, both emotionally and physically. She lost completely.
Ling Luo walked down from the arena and saw Xuanyuan Yu, with a bright smile on her lips.
However, before she could touch him, her vision went dark and she lost consciousness.
In today's battle, the energy consumption had exceeded her body's limit, and she could no longer hold on.
*.*.*.*.*
In a hazy state, Ling Luo felt as if she had had a very long dream.
In the dream, under the starry sky, there was a young man in scarlet clothes, standing under the moonlight, with long silver-white hair hanging down to his knees, his eyes covered with a white brocade ribbon, his skin was like gelatin, and his mouth was like red pills.
On Mr. Fei Yi's head, there was a crescent moon. He waved to her and muttered something.
But Ling Luo couldn't hear, couldn't hear Master Fei Yi's voice. She was very close to him yet very far away.
She kept chasing in the direction of Mr. Feiyi, but unfortunately, she just couldn't touch him...
Then, a heavy sadness filled her heart, and then, Ling Luo heard the sound of moonlight wind chimes.
"Luo'er! Luo'er!"
An urgent voice sounded in my ears, and my wandering consciousness suddenly found its home.
"Luo'er, don't cry!"
That voice was so beautiful and affectionate, and her heart broke when she heard it.
Ling Luo felt that her cold hands were tightly wrapped by a pair of warm hands.
The warmth spread from her palms to her heart, causing her long-dried soul to find the power of life involuntarily.
Ling Luo's long eyelashes moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, seeing Xuanyuan Yu's face that was so beautiful that people and gods were outraged.
"Yu——" She called him softly, with a weak smile on her lips.
"Luo'er, you're awake!" Xuanyuan Yu was very excited, with bloodshot eyes in his beautiful peach blossom eyes. He stretched out his arms, carefully and eagerly took her in his arms, and murmured, "It's great, great, great.
, it’s been three days, and you finally woke up!”
It was like he was holding a lost treasure. He wanted to hug her tightly, but he was afraid that he would squeeze her too hard and cause her pain.
"Luo'er, do you know how scary you are? When you came down from the arena, you fainted straight away. Even your breathing was weak, as if you were about to pass away at any time."
Xuanyuan Yu's voice was trembling. For three days, he had been guarding her day and night, refusing to leave for even a moment. The deep fear in his heart almost overwhelmed him.
"It's okay, am I awake now?" Ling Luo smiled helplessly and fondly. She enjoyed the feeling of being hugged tightly by him.