"Junior brother!! Be careful!!" When Hua Weiluo shouted in a panic, the man on the tree just pulled the string, and the sharp arrow cut through the wind and headed towards Zhishan's heart.
, shot straight through.
When Zhishan felt the murderous intent behind him, he turned back instantly, only to see a pink figure rushing over. Then a bright red blood light bloomed in front of his eyes, and the hot blood sprayed on his black robe.
But it instantly blended into the rich black and disappeared.
He just felt that his heart was about to stop beating, and he heard his own voice shout out a name heartbreakingly: "Luo'er——!!!"
Then, the pale pink figure was stained with rich blood, and the flower-studded robe opened in a coquettish arc in the air, and then fell heavily.
"Luo'er——!!" Zhishan reached out to catch her body covered in blood, calling her name with a trembling voice.
That sharp arrow was inserted right into her heart, and the blood that kept pouring out made her thin robe almost soaked through.
The men in black seemed not to have expected this scene to happen. They were gesturing to each other, and when they were about to evacuate, several sharp blades emitting blue light pierced their hearts accurately.
He didn't even make a sound and died instantly.
Zhishan hugged Hua Weiluo's body tightly, covered her chest with a pair of trembling long white palms, and said in a trembling voice: "Luo'er... Luo'er, how are you??"
Hua Weiluo only felt a stinging pain in her heart, followed by waves of coldness. She could feel that her life was passing quickly. Her body seemed to be gradually becoming numb, and her heart was numb.
The pain is almost gone.
"..." She opened her mouth and wanted to call out "Junior Brother", but she found that blood seemed to be pouring out of her mouth, and her voice was swallowed up in an instant.
"Luo'er!!" Zhishan hugged her tightly and quickly touched her acupuncture points with both hands, hoping to slow down her bleeding. But the gurgling blood kept gushing out, and he felt
He had never felt so flustered in his entire life, or in these thousands of years.
"Luo'er, why are you so stupid...Didn't I tell you to wait for me where you are??" Zhishan hugged her tightly. His usually cold voice had long lost its calmness. He looked at her helplessly.
His life was passing before his eyes, but he was helpless: "It doesn't matter even if that kind of arrow really hits me. I'm a demon and I won't die so easily... Why are you so stupid..."
"..." Hua Weiluo felt that she no longer even felt cold at this moment. She could hear her junior brother's words ringing in her ears, and she could also hear the grief in his voice. She opened her mouth, wanting to answer him. "
I can't help it, it's a conditioned reflex." But no sound came out. She only felt that she was getting lighter and lighter, so light that she was almost flying into the sky.
Is it true that the feeling of dying is always like this...
Hua Weiluo was thinking this, and suddenly she felt so sleepy. She really wanted to take a long, long sleep to give herself a good rest.
