Although Hua Weiluo controlled the internal energy that was running around in her body, she didn't know why she felt more and more sleepy.
"Luo'er..." Zhishan Qingling's gentle voice sounded softly in her ears, and she could feel her body being gently held in his arms.
Her sleepiness disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The voices in her mind that had just calmed down began to make a strong noise again the moment Zhishan held her in his arms.
"Little...junior brother..." Hua Weiluo spoke with difficulty, calling him in a low voice.
"Luo'er??" Zhishan was overjoyed when he heard her voice and quickly lowered his head to look at her.
At that moment, a sharp jade water knife pierced deeply into his chest.
Before the flowers fell, she felt as if there was a strange and beautiful red flower blooming quietly in front of her eyes. The red flower bloomed enthusiastically and wantonly, and the thick bright red color accompanied by the strong smell of blood filled her.
All nerves.
The voices in her head suddenly quieted down.
"Junior brother——!!" Hua Weiluo screamed out heartbreakingly, rushed forward, and held Zhishan's body that was falling towards him with trembling hands.
"Luo'er... you finally woke up??" A beautiful smile appeared on the corners of Zhishan's lips. The originally light pink lips now became devoid of even a trace of blood, and the face as fair as jade was as pale as ashes.
Scary.
"Second Senior Brother!!"
"Second Junior Brother!!"
After being stunned for a moment, Zhizhen and Zhimei hurriedly threw themselves at Zhishan's side and quickly touched his acupuncture points a few times to stop the bleeding.
"Junior brother... I'm sorry... It's my fault... It's all my fault..." Hua Weiluo looked at her hands that were stained red by Zhishan's blood, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble violently. She knelt in front of Zhishan
By her side, she could feel his warm blood slowly soaking her clothes, as warm as his embrace, but it made her panic because she felt his life passing by little by little.
"Luo'er... don't cry..." Zhishan raised her hand gently and barely wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but her tears were too strong. As soon as she wiped away some, more tears came out.
Hua Weiluo couldn't help but feel flustered as she listened to Zhishan's voice getting weaker and weaker. She also heard what Xiaobai said when she and Zhishan were fighting just now.
At this moment, her body has regained its freedom, and she can also speak with her own will. Does that mean that Junior Brother Zhishan is about to die?
"Wuwu... Junior brother, you can't die..." Hua Weiluo's tears suddenly became more violent. She couldn't help hugging Zhishan tightly, desperately trying to give him some warmth so that he could
His hand didn't feel so cold to the touch, "Aren't you a monster? How can a monster die? Change your shape quickly, or recite a magic spell, otherwise you won't die?"
"..." A helpless smile appeared on the corner of Zhishan's lips, and a pair of deep eyes looked at Hua Weiluo, as if he wanted to remember her deeply, "Luo'er... is still pregnant with me?"
Are you angry...??"
"I'm angry... Wuwu... I'm super angry..." Hua Weiluo's blood-stained hands tightly held Zhishan's increasingly cold hand, and choked out: "So you can't die, I'm still
