Watching the giant flame beast getting further and further away, the place was like a fiery purgatory, burning with flames.
Huang Beiyue stretched out her hand to cover her eyes. Her heart ached, and her blood surged. Her feet became too weak to support her, and she leaned back against Mo Lian.
"Yue?" Mo Lian didn't know why she suddenly felt so fragile. She just thought she was injured, so she reached out and touched her shoulder, "Does it hurt?"
Huang Beiyue nodded, her voice hoarse: "It hurts..."
"Where?" Mo Lian asked nervously.
Huang Beiyue said hoarsely: "In my heart."
Mo Lian was startled for a moment, confused and confused. She raised her hand, touched her heart, and said, "Internal injury."
Huang Beiyue shook her head gently and said, "No."
Mo Lian didn't understand even more. How could her heart hurt if it wasn't an internal injury?
"Why?"
"Mo Lian, you don't understand." Huang Beiyue covered her eyes with her palms, "I really hope you never understand in your lifetime. This feeling is not good."
In confusion, Mo Lian raised his hand and accidentally wiped her face, but he touched a piece of hot moisture. His hand shook and he quickly retracted it. The expression on his face was one of shock.
"Blood!" He reached out his hand again in panic and touched her face randomly, "Where is the injury?"
Huang Beiyue raised her head, looked at the simple nervous look on his face, but smiled bitterly, held his hand that was moving around, and said softly: "I'm not injured, and this isn't blood."
Mo Lian didn't believe it. If it wasn't blood, what was it? It didn't rain here and her face was so wet. What could it be?
"It's really not blood." Seeing his disbelief, Huang Beiyue was unusually patient, "Can you smell the smell of blood?"
Mo Lian really came close to her face and sniffed it gently. There was really no smell of blood, but there was a different, very special smell that he had never smelled before.
Out of curiosity, Mo Lian stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked his face gently, her brows immediately wrinkled.
Huang Beiyue didn't expect that he would stick out his tongue to lick her face. She raised her head and looked at him in surprise. His expression was not teasing at all, but he just said seriously: "Bitter."
"Of course it's painful." Huang Beiyue said helplessly. He didn't even know how to cry. Had he never cried before? Never cried when he was a child?
She knew that she was a crybaby when she was a child, and she would cry coquettishly at all times, because at that time, her parents loved her and she could be willful without any scruples.
Later...she no longer had the right to cry alone.
"Your Excellency Mo Lian and Your Excellency Yue Ye are here!" In a moment, the phantom spirit beast had caught up with the escaping mercenaries. When they looked up and saw the huge phantom spirit beast, the mercenaries shouted.
Huang Beiyue took out the ghost mask and put it on her face, separated from Mo Lian, and jumped off the back of the phantom beast.
Jike and others immediately came up to her and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that she was fine.
"Your Excellency Yue Ye, where is His Highness Prince Qi?" Yu Wenzhan walked up in a hurry, but did not see Feng Lianyi coming out with her. They still felt uneasy.
"He has something to hold him back and will be out soon." Huang Beiyue's voice was calm and collected. Even a man like Yu Wenzhan, who has experienced many battles and has lived for most of his life, did not feel anything was wrong.
It wasn't that Huang Beiyue wanted to lie deliberately, but that the situation in Beiyao Kingdom was complicated. Queen Naya and King Quan were staring at Feng Lianyi, wishing he was dead.
