By the time Zhenyong approached the palace of the Oni Country, it was too late for him to enter through the main entrance...

Although it is not possible to read one's mind at close range like a witch maiden, the true courage that holds the yang escape can also obtain the approximate location and situation of a person through the perception of life force...

And now, Zhenyong almost completely can't sense Maitreya's life force.

The breath of life, which is worse than the candle in the wind, seems to disappear at any time, as long as a gust of night wind blows, everything will disappear... Jinyong couldn't wait any longer.

The Inherent Time Control was unfolded in his body, and it only took a moment for the anxious True Courage to pursue the looming qi and gallop towards the strange palace!

Triple speed... Quadruple speed! Five times as fast!!

The more I tried my best to push my ability, the more I felt the slowness of my actions... Thinking about it faster, faster, because I know that the woman may have waited too long, and I have been too late...

The scenery around him is like a flowing wind, and the vaguely flashing figure has made ordinary people unable to see clearly.

It seems to be just a mischievous breeze flowing by the window lattice, and the partition window with the aroma of ancient wood has been gently pushed open by someone...

In a blink of an eye, Zhenyong finally stood on the side of the shrine maiden...

The haggard and sick face has long been unable to find the holiness in her impression, but the dying woman still seems to stubbornly maintain the dignity of the witch, she purses her mouth, and the breath gradually subsided...

…

His eyes quickly turned red.

Zhenyong grabbed her palm, and then recklessly injected her body with the vitality that originally belonged to her.

Mu Dun has already been refined by Zhenyong to the extreme, and the use of energy is even more majestic and unbelievable after mastering his own two immortal arts!

And at this moment, that terrifying vitality was like a flood that opened the floodgates, frantically surging into the body of the witch!

…

Gradually, the dry and dull hair began to regain its former bright color, and the long eyelashes began to tremble slightly...

It works! It works!!

Regardless of it! Whether it is out of heart or guilt, at least at this moment, Maitreya's safety is above all else! In order to pull back this woman who is still wandering in the ghost gate, Zhenyong doesn't mind pouring out the vitality in his body!

A warm energy began to flow from his fingers, and then gently flowed into her veins-the eyes that had been unable to open gradually regained their clarity, and Shijie, who had gradually fallen into silence, now heard a man's whimper...

Zhenyong desperately suppressed his tears - the man didn't flick when he had tears, but it wasn't time to be sad.

As long as it is a person of flesh and blood, how can it be as strong as steel forever? Everyone has the most vulnerable side, and for Zhenyong, this debt of love can almost make him desperate.

…

"Hold on... You hold on! ”

All the way!

Maitreya's current situation has long been left with no room for reversal - the vitality in his body is almost cut off, and if this treatment cannot be effective, I am afraid that even if the immortal is resurrected, it will be a lack of recovery skills.

… And now Maitreya has been able to come to his senses... In fact, it is more similar to a return to light than a cure - the infusion of pure life energy can indeed have the effect of sustaining life, but this is like some kind of special medicine, if you just use this drug, you will soon produce antibodies... After all, this does not come from the vitality of the body.

What Zhenyong has to do is to find the root of Maitreya's illness before that, and then use the power of Yang Dun to directly recreate it... Only in this way can the shrine maiden be truly healed.

…

But soon, Zhenyong's brow frowned...

"You shouldn't have come."

The woman was in tears, her voice rarely tinged with fragility and whimpering.

"Don't talk until I cure you."

The shrine maiden shook her head, her eyes glittering with tears and deep helplessness

"It's useless... My injuries are not due to physical reasons..."

Not for physical reasons?

After perceiving the condition in the shrine maiden's body, Zhenyong did not notice any diseased organs... It's better to say that all the organs in the shrine maiden's body are normal... It's as if she's aging naturally and then dying...

"What the hell is going on?"

Maitreya didn't want to say more, but under Zhenyong's anxious gaze, he could only shake his head helplessly, and held Zhenyong's palm a little harder-very warm, and it seemed that there was nothing to regret before he died.

"Take care of the asters..."

"Don't say it..."

The shrine maiden's eyes closed again, and this time, her face was a little more serene... It seems that there are really no regrets.

"Stay with me..."

Perhaps, this is the first time and zuihou once Maitreya spoiled someone else... This man who was originally just a meeting in Pingshui, but was tied to himself because of various accidents... It's not just because of Shion, maybe I really like him.

"You can't die."

Zhen stretched out his other hand weakly and quietly encircled her in his arms.

"I owe you so much that you can't die... You hold on..."

But the frail shrine maiden curled the corners of her mouth, she leaned calmly against the man's chest, and then spoke in an almost mischievous tone—life, in this moment, showed something greater than its existence itself.

"I'm running out of time... But that's not what I want to hear. ”

Zhen Yong was stunned, and then tears finally burst out of his eyes! He hugged the jade man in his arms tightly!

"I love you!!"

…

Yes, from this moment on, from now on, I love you... I just wish you could give me time to love you.

The weak palm gently patted Zhenyong's back, and the woman's voice was so gentle.

"I forgive you... I never blamed you. ”

…

The gentlest words... And the deepest torture - you don't blame me... Forgive me... But how do you make me forgive myself? How could you let Shion lose her only mother like this!

Tears were still on his face, but Zhenyong's eyes revealed a certain decisive emotion!

"Don't worry!"

He said almost word for word

"I'll save you!"