But it was precisely because of this extremely cold qi in his heart that Ling Chuxi's six senses became sharper than before, and the pain was magnified several times.

What will be the consequences of the already unbearable pain when magnified several times?

If someone saw Ling Chuxi's current appearance, even the hard-hearted would be moved. Her body was drenched in cold sweat, as if she was soaked in heavy rain, and there was no blood on her beautiful face, only sad pain, but her frowning brows showed stubbornness and tenacity.

If it were someone else, she might have given up the desire to survive, or even just wanted to die early to avoid the heart-rending pain, but she wouldn't, even if she only had the last glimmer of life, she wouldn't give up.

It's just that in the face of the formation ban that penetrates the power of heaven and earth, how long can she hold on?

His mind was already a little lost, and in a trance, a hazy figure appeared in his mind. The long silver hair is so bewitching, the handsome face is so moving, and the clear eyes are full of affection and concern.

A smile appeared on Ling Chuxi's face full of pain. If in the last moment of life, it should be a happy thing to have him by his side, right? Even if it's just a memory hidden in the depths of the soul, it can make people feel happy.

The cold hands suddenly felt a strong warmth, as if they were tightly held by a pair of powerful hands, and in an instant, the warmth spread throughout the body.

Ling Chuxi tried hard to open his eyes, and in the torrent whirlpool, a haunting figure appeared in front of him, unable to write a lifetime of elegance.

"I'm sorry, my little Chuxi, I'm late, sleep in peace, you'll be fine, believe me, you'll be fine." The voice full of guilt and self-reproach sounded in my ears like a whisper, and the gaze was so real.

"Is it a hallucination?" Before dying, it turned out to be a great blessing to have such an illusion.

The warm feeling spreads from the palms of the hands to the whole body, as if the extreme exhaustion has invaded the hot spring, washing away the dust of the body and washing away all the pain, it is so relaxing, so comfortable.

Ling Chuxi closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep, but his brows quietly relaxed.

The undercurrent around him surged, even more violent than just now, and the swirling air flow was like a knife, like a sword, cutting everything to pieces. A dense aura filled the emperor's body, protecting the two of them in the middle.

But now, even this qi has some signs of being unsupportable, and now there are traces of rupture.

Huangfu Qingjue frowned slightly, wrapped his arms, and held Ling Chuxi tightly in his arms, and the mass of qi also shrank rapidly, just protecting Ling Chuxi in the middle, but it was several times more solid than before, and became indestructible.

Huangfu Qing's body trembled slightly, and countless blood flowers flew out behind him, but his gaze at Ling Chuxi was still so calm and full of tenderness.

……

Finally, the undercurrent faded, and as the silver light swept by, two figures flew down lightly.

Ling Chuxi seemed to have a dream, in the dream, she held Huangfu Qingjue's hand, and was in an endless void chaos, but she felt so stable. The two of them clasped their fingers, as if they would never be separated.

In front of him, a bright light flashed, and Ling Chuxi woke up from his dream.

"Clear!" Ling Chuxi was a little reluctant, muttered softly, and opened his eyes.