Did I kill him?
This idea suddenly took root in Lin Xingyue's mind and could not go away anymore.
Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. Unprecedented pain came in bursts. Tears could no longer be suppressed. They flowed down from her delicate eyes and turned into two crystal streams, running through the white jade-like eyes. Smooth face.
Huh?
This kid is obviously very annoying.
Why do I cry?
Am I sad?
No, it's impossible, I won't be sad for him.
Yes, he is the husband of girl Zhiyun, but he died trying to save me.
After all, it was me who felt sorry for her.
These are tears of guilt!
While Lin Xingyue was justifying herself in her mind, she tried to reach out her hand to wipe the tears on her face. However, after being seriously injured and running desperately for so long, her body was already in a mess. Once the breath she was holding on dissipated, she would be gone again. Unable to condense, her delicate body fell limply to the ground, unable to lift her arms no matter how hard she tried.
After lying like this for a long time, the feeling of heartache did not fade away, but became more intense, and the tears seemed to burst through the dam, and they could not stop.
Damn boy!
Aren't you very cool and arrogant?
Why did it just hang up like this?
If you can, please wake me up!
You were so rude to me when you were alive, and you still want to make me sad after you die!
Meeting you is such a bad luck for eight lifetimes!
Zhong Wen was clearly right in front of him, but he seemed to be far away, out of reach. Lin Xingyue frowned and gritted her teeth. For some reason, for the first time in her life, she experienced what it means to have a heart like a knife. Cut.
She didn't even understand why she was so sad for someone she hated.
Emotions are sometimes so willful and inexplicable that they are not controlled by reason at all.
Especially women's emotions.
"Cough, cough!"
As if he heard the complaint in her heart, Zhong Wen, who had been motionless before, suddenly trembled and coughed twice. Under the shock, the clotted hole in his abdomen suddenly opened, and blood gurgled out like a river.
"You're not dead!"
Lin Xingyue was so happy that she couldn't help but exclaimed.
At this moment, she actually felt a sense of relief from being in despair and suddenly encountering the light.
In his spiritual consciousness, he was finally able to barely detect Zhong Wen's breathing and heartbeat, but they were intermittent and extremely weak, as if they would disappear at any time. Without concentration, it would be almost undetectable.
"Water...water..."
At this time, Zhong Wen suddenly opened his mouth and spit out two words in a hoarse voice.
Then, he quickly fell silent and never moved again.
Give him water!
Lin Xingyue's heart tightened, and she instinctively wanted to look for water, but she was so weak that it was extremely difficult to even lift a finger. The storage ring was stolen by Zhong Wen again, and she didn't even have any supplies on her. She watched helplessly. Zhong Wen was weak and in pain in front of him. He was completely helpless and could do nothing.
She could even clearly sense that Zhong Wen's few heartbeats were gradually weakening, and the intervals were getting longer and longer.
There is no doubt that if he continues to let it go, he will never survive a stick of incense in his current state.
Get moving!
Let me move!
Lin Xingyue, why are you so useless?
You can't even save a young boy, are you worthy of being called the number one genius in Penglai?
Are you worthy of Zhiyun girl?
At this moment, her eyes widened, her eyebrows stood up, and her teeth chattered. Driven by endless annoyance and grief, a burst of strength came from nowhere, and she sat up.
She gritted her teeth and used her hands and feet to crawl towards Zhong Wen's position.
However, just after climbing less than four feet, an overwhelming feeling of weakness flooded into her mind. She felt her whole body go limp and fell to the ground with a "plop" again.
This time, she didn't have any strength left.
Not far away, Zhong Wen's heartbeat was almost inaudible. Lin Xingyue couldn't help but her eyes turned red, tears welled up in her eyes, and her heart was full of bitterness and unwillingness.
"ah!!!"
In extreme pain, she suddenly raised her head, faced the sky, and cried heartbreakingly.
She had never cried like this since she became an adult.
Grieving Zhong Wen's death?
Feeling guilty about Lin Zhiyun?
Or is it for the heavy burden that has always been on your shoulders?
Later, she couldn't even tell what she was crying about. It seemed like it was neither, and it seemed like it was a little bit of each.
She just felt that she needed to be released, cry to her heart's content, and vent unbridledly, otherwise she might have a mental breakdown in the next second.
"Buzz!"
While the crying was going on, a loud sound of sword clanging suddenly came from above his head.
Lin Xingyue looked up when she heard the sound, and saw a sword emitting colorful lights hanging above her head, circling and dancing, extremely agile.
What is it if it's not the Tianque Sword?
"It's you!"
Having seen the magic of this sword with her own eyes, her eyes suddenly lit up. She didn't even bother to cry, and she quickly shouted, "Hurry, save him!"
"Buzz!"
Tian Que Sword once again let out a long cry, as if responding to her, and then turned into a colorful spiritual light, "suddenly" appeared above Zhong Wen's head, and circled around him several times, seeming quite anxious and worried, but unaware of it. What should be done.
"Can you possibly get some fresh water?"
Seeing this, Lin Xingyue couldn't help but point out, "He needs to drink water."
BIU~
As soon as he finished speaking, Tianque Jian was greatly inspired. A water arrow suddenly shot out from the top and fell into Zhong Wen's mouth without any deviation.
It turns out that its main material is seven-color sky-repairing stone, and the blue represents the power of water. It is a piece of cake to get some drinking water, and there is no need to look elsewhere.
Would that be a little too rough?
Seeing that this sword could not only fly autonomously, but also spray water, Lin Xingyue was surprised. She also couldn't help but secretly worry that the water arrow was too fierce and might not save people, but instead cause a second blow to the dying Zhong Wen. harm.
BIU~
Unexpectedly, just as she was thinking, Tianque Sword suddenly turned around and sprayed out a water arrow again.
"Cough, cough!"
Lin Xingyue was caught off guard and was immediately drenched from head to toe. She was very wet and embarrassed.
"Buzz!"
However, the Tianque Sword started to circle and fly again, seeming to be quite satisfied with the move he just made.
Huh?
This water... has a mystery!
Lin Xingyue, who was about to curse the sword, drank a little in her mouth, and suddenly felt refreshed. Her consciousness that had been traumatized seemed to have recovered slightly, and her eyes were filled with shock.
Realizing that the water shot out by the Tianque Sword was not ordinary water, Lin Xingyue's words came to her lips, but she stopped abruptly.
For a moment, she didn't know whether to curse or ask the other party to "do more."
When she was at a loss, she instinctively looked around, and her eyes fell on Zhong Wen. Suddenly her delicate body trembled, and her whole body was stunned for an instant.
Zhong Wen, who was still in a severe coma before, didn't know when he woke up. His eyes were staring directly at him, his expression was in pain, mixed with a trace of surprise and curiosity.
"You, you're awake?"
I don't know how long it took before she opened her lips and uttered a nonsensical sentence.
"What kind of look are you wearing?"
Zhong Wen did not answer, but looked at her with a half-smile, his voice was still weak, but there was a hint of teasing in it.
After just saying a word, his face turned pale again, and his breathing was intermittent, as if he had spent a lot of effort.
"How long has it been and you are still talking nonsense!"
Lin Xingyue rolled her eyes at him, and rarely got angry. Instead, she said with concern, "How do you feel? Can you move? If the healing elixir is not enough, I still have two bottles of condensation refined from snow plum in my ring." Bidan, you can take a few."
"I can't die for the time being."
As if he didn't expect Lin Xingyue's sudden change of attitude, Zhong Wen was stunned, but lost interest in continuing the teasing. He sighed and said, "But I won't be able to move for a while, even if there are pills, I'm afraid I won't be able to stuff them in." Mouth."
"Are you stupid?"
Lin Xingyue said angrily, "This sword is already psychic and can act on its own. Can't you just let it feed you?"
"it?"
Zhong Wen's heart moved, and he glanced at Tian Que Jian, with a look of hesitation on his face.
Let this naughty kid give me medicine?
Could it accidentally pierce my throat?
For some reason, such an idea came to his mind instinctively.
"Buzz!"
Tian Quejian understood the conversation between the two, and immediately circled around his head, letting out a long roar in excitement, as if he was actively asking for help, and seemed very positive.
"That's good!"
Zhong Wen gave a wry smile, and a porcelain bottle appeared in his palm. It contained the last remaining god-level life-saving elixir "The King of Hell", "Give me one."
"Buzz!"
Tianque Sword screamed again, and without even getting close to the porcelain bottle, two ugly "mud balls" suddenly floated in the air.
Immediately afterwards, Zhong Wen felt something suddenly appear in his mouth, and a foul smell spread rapidly in his mouth. An indescribable feeling of nausea rushed into his mind, and his chest surged, and he was about to vomit.
At the same time, the injuries in his body were healing at an incredible speed.
I see!
It's the power of space!
I didn't expect this!
Zhong Wen suddenly understood and realized that the spatial power of the spatial color lotus was already integrated into the Tian Que Sword, and no physical contact was needed to feed himself the medicine.
etc!
Why did it take out two "Enemies of Hell" just now?
At this moment, he suddenly recalled the two "mud balls" floating in the air earlier, and couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"Ugh~"
Before he could figure it out, the sound of Lin Xingyue vomiting could be heard not far away.
