The carriage was filled with the smell of blood, and Bo Zeyu couldn't see his expression clearly when he lowered his head, but he could feel his uncontrollable anger from the tips of his skeletal fingers.

Her faint breath could be faintly felt in the dimness.

Bo Zeyu took out the jade condensation pill and carefully stuffed it into her mouth.

She was seriously injured and couldn't swallow, Bo Zeyu chewed it and fed her mouth-to-mouth, seeing her shallow throat squirming slightly, his hanging heart finally felt a little better.

Soon the wounds on her body began to heal, and there was no way to remove them except for the arrows that pierced her body.

The wound does not heal.

Bo Zeyu frowned, "Xiaoxiao, bear with it." ”

The broad palm of her hand stayed in mid-air, and she saw that she was covered with arrows.

Bo Zeyu didn't know where to touch her, and he couldn't be ruthless.

If these arrows were on him, he would have drawn them without hesitation.

But Mu Xiaoxiao is too fragile, how can he bear it.

"Mu Xiaoxiao."

Calling softly, but not to get her eyes open.

He was used to her noisy in his ear, to her strange ideas.

- Do you love me?

Accustomed to her bright anticipation and shyness in her eyes every time she asked.

"I love you."

Fingertips touched her face, and the face of the mighty prince of the world changed slightly, with irrepressible anger and unconcealable sadness.

Mu Xiaoxiao, who was seriously injured, gradually regained consciousness under the effect of the jade condensation pill.

"Ahh

She cried out in pain, "It hurts! ”

Countless wounds healed, but the arrows remained in the body, cutting the newly grown flesh again, and the cycle repeated.

Mu Xiaoxiao was so painful that she broke out in a cold sweat, and her whole body continued to convulse, and then she was so painful that she couldn't say a word.

"Bite."

Bo Zeyu removed a board from the carriage and put it in Mu Xiaoxiao's mouth, put it in her ear and said, "You bear with it." ”

Carefully pulled Mu Xiaoxiao, who was lying flat, up from the ground, every inch of the wound she pulled all over her body made her feel painful, and the wooden board she was biting had already been imprinted with her neat tooth marks.

Bo Zeyu took a deep breath and traveled to the dantian.

A warm internal force poured into Mu Xiaoxiao's body like an ocean.

"Prince."

Mu Xiaoxiao, who was originally so painful that she couldn't speak, finally improved a little, although her voice was still weak.

"Don't speak, I'll help you force the arrows out."

It was especially difficult to listen to his voice.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at his body suspiciously, and the arrow that penetrated deep into his body moved little by little at a very slow speed.

The flesh and blood that healed near the wound seemed to have life, avoiding the sharp arrow tips in Mu Xiaoxiao's body.

"Aze, stop."

Mu Xiaoxiao tried her best to stop him, her eyes red.

Although she is not a martial arts practitioner, she also knows that suppressing internal forces is the easiest way to go mad.

If he used all his strength to force out all the arrows at once, it would only consume his body in a short period of time, but if he gradually gave her his power like this, not only would his vitality be greatly damaged, but maybe his more than ten years of power would also be destroyed.

Bo Zeyu ignored it, cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out.

At this moment, he finally knew what he wanted most.

It is not a throne as a symbol of power, nor is it a reputation that circulates in the history books.

It was Mu Xiaoxiao's life.

Looking at the whole world, there is nothing that can compare with her.

"Ahh

A heart-wrenching scream spread through the palanquin.

Li Youran, who fell to the ground with weak legs outside, also looked sideways.