Yue leaned weakly against the wall, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.

Blood, sliding from the corners of the mouth.

She didn't have the strength to wipe it, so she could only smile as best she could.

Don't let Duanmu Chen be sad.

This was the first time she had fully unleashed Bing Xinyan's power since she submitted it.

Now, not only is her mental power exhausted, but none of the flesh, blood, muscles, veins and bones in her body are intact.

Her hands hung limply beside her.

The hand that stretched out into the golden light was dripping with blood, the wounds were deep and the bones were visible, and the bright red skirt was stained dark red with blood.

Is that okay?

Mo Li stood aside, looking at the moon for a moment.

Her face was as white as paper, and her messy hair was soaked in cold sweat and stuck to her cheeks.

The blazing eyes were dim at this time, but they revealed incomprehensible perseverance.

Mo Li's heart throbbed slightly.

It's not about love, it's just about feeling pain for a woman.

"Hmm!" Duanmu Chen lowered his head and answered softly.

He took out a few bottles from the storage ring, took out all the pills inside, and gently took one for Yue, and then gave Yue Xiaoxuan the next one.

The rest is crushed into powder and applied to Yue's arm.

"Duanmu Chen, I'm a little tired, I want to sleep for a while!"

The moon's voice was low, as if a breeze was blowing and it could shatter it.

"Hmm!" Duanmu Chen took care of her wounds, took her in his arms, and took out his cloak to cover them.

Yue gently closed her eyes, but she raised her hand at the last moment of fainting, and after feeling Yue Xiaoxuan's storage, she completely fainted.

Duanmu Chen released his mysterious power to wrap her and warm the wounds in her body.

After a while, he coughed lightly a few times, and there were some more blood stains on his clothes.

He didn't seem to be aware of it, just looked softly at the mother and son who fainted in his arms.

It seems that there are only these two faces left in his life.

Mo Li frowned.

Yue Xiaoxuan was not injured, but fainted because of excessive use of mental power.

The wound on Yue Qingqing's hand looks hideous, but it is only a skin injury, although the injury in the body is very painful, but after taking Duanmu Chen's pill, he can already deal with the past, and the most important reason for fainting is also excessive mental power consumption.

And what about Duanmu Chen, how badly was his injury?

Others don't know, but Mo Li knows it clearly.

When the other party wanted to drag Duanmu Chen in, in order to prevent him from resisting, he broke his arm.

And he treated Yue's wounds gently like a person who was fine, and now he used his broken arm to pill Yue's lightly.

Also, the black shadow also forcibly poured his energy into Duanmu Chen's veins.

Destruction begins in the body.

The condition in Duanmu Chen's body will definitely not be much better than Yueqing.

Previously, he had only suppressed the injury, and only let it erupt after the moon fainted slightly.

Looking at the way he kept vomiting blood, he must have hurt his internal organs.

But he still didn't care.

It doesn't matter if the pill doesn't give me one, and it continues to instill Xuan Li into Yue Qing.

Did he want to let the power that remained in his body destroy him completely before he was willing?

Mo Li dodged in front of him.

"Get out of here!" Duanmu Chen seemed to know what he was going to do, and shouted in a deep voice, his voice hoarse and weak.

"Humph!" Mo Li snorted coldly, and slashed him in the back of the neck with a hand knife, knocking him out directly.