I don’t know how long it took, but the violent shaking finally stopped.
Dongfang Aoshi's heavy and rapid breathing sprinkled in his ears.
The bright temperature can almost burn the skin.
However, Gentle feels cold.
Bone-permeable cold.
She lowered her eyes weakly, with cold sweat all over her head, and her face turned paler than snow.
Dongfang Aoshi's tossing has ended.
Gentle but still stuck in a terrible hallucination, watching the former princess holding the child and asking for her life. The thick blood kept approaching, approaching, and then getting closer...
Finally, I came to the gentle face.
The former princess slowly stretched out her hand to Wen Rou. Her hand was covered in blood, scarlet, and her eyes were so sharp that she was cold...
"Give me back my life and the child..."
A shrill voice sounded in my ears.
He hugged his head tightly, his body trembled violently, "Jiu Master..."
"What are you calling me?" Dongfang Aoshi was stiff.
He suddenly grabbed Gentle's chin and his deep black eyes, looking straight into Gentle's fearful eyes.
All hallucinations, instant news.
Gentle looking at Dongfang Aoshi, gasping for breath, still trapped in the terrible hallucination just now, without realizing what he said and did.
"I am asking you something! Answer!" Dongfang Aoshi asked anxiously.
"What?" Wenrou looked confused.
Dongfang Aoshi stared at her scattered eyes, with a little excited expression.