Chapter 605: Night of Chaos (5)
The woman on the couch was lying on her back on the bed, her face was pale, her breath was dying, her long hair was messily spread in front of her, and her slender arms were covered with bruises and scars.
Phantom Night stepped forward quickly, helped the woman up from the collapse, and called softly: "Summer Moon, Summer Moon"
The woman's eyelashes trembled, and it took a long time to open her eyes slightly, looking at the cold eyes of the phantom night, tears fell suddenly, and she stretched out her hand to hug the phantom night's body, Qin Xiayue's voice was a little hoarse, "Lord Wang......"
With Qin Xiayue's movements, the thin body covering her body quietly slid down, and the naked body that was covered by Jin, her phantom eyes were shocked, and the palm that wanted to resist was suddenly clenched into a fist.
Qin Xiayue's clothes were a little torn, her body was scarred, and her slender body trembled slightly, as if she had experienced something terrible.
Thinking of Gui Wu's previous words, the eyes of the Phantom Night Phoenix were dyed with coldness.
He actually used Xia Yue as a yin furnace.
The fist creaked, and the anger in the phantom night's eyes almost burned into substance.
Feeling the body in front of him trembling slightly, Phantom Night silently let go of his hand, and his warm palm slowly pressed against Qin Xiayue's back, gently but firmly soothing, "It's the deity who didn't protect you, the deity will get it back for you, that person, the deity wants him to be broken into pieces."
Long Ziyue walked into the master bedroom, and what she heard was the assurances of Phantom Night's vow, Qin Xiayue's trembling body was close to Phantom Night's chest, although it was still dazzling through the brocade quilt.
Looking at the bodies of the two of them hugging each other closely, Long Ziyue suddenly couldn't take a step.
Reason told her that Qin Xiayue was hurt and needed the comfort of Phantom Night, but emotionally she was a little resistant, that person's embrace should never belong to someone else.
Sensing that something was close, Qin Xiayue raised her eyes tremblingly, and when she saw that it was Long Ziyue, her eyes trembled, and she was about to retreat from the phantom night's arms, "Wang...... Rajah...... The dragon girl is in ......"
It was obviously an explanation of the words, but Long Ziyue heard it very harshly.
It seems that her appearance disturbed their warmth.
Phantom Night replied in a low voice, took off his coat and put it on for Qin Xiayue, and then straightened Qin Xiayue's hair scattered on his cheeks, and then picked him up by the waist and said softly, "The deity will take you back to the Holy Palace"
Qin Xiayue nodded slightly, her slightly trembling arm was still on Phantom Night's neck, her tearful eyes were pressed against Phantom Night's chest, and her pale cheeks were hung with An Ran.
Long Ziyue stood in place, and it took a long time to suppress the urge to turn around and leave, and when Phantom Night approached, she smiled lightly, "Night, Miss Qin is injured, let's find a place to heal first."
Phantom Night nodded slightly, lowered her eyes and quietly looked at the half-asleep Qin Xiayue, and said softly: "The deity wants to take Xia Yue back to the Holy Palace, she has lived for a long time, and she is used to being there."
Long Ziyue's heart tingled slightly, but she barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "It's okay"
Phantom Night hummed softly, didn't say anything more, and walked out of the Dragon Slaying Hall with Qin Xiayue in her arms.
A slightly cold breath brushed in his ears, but in the end, he staggered.
Long Ziyue bit her lip gently, her palm slowly pressed against her chest, and when she walked past her with Qin Xiayue in her arms just now, she suddenly had a feeling that she was about to lose him.
The feeling was so intense, so intense that it almost suffocated her.
Even when the Phantom Night Soul was reborn, she never worried about losing him, but at that moment, she really felt the dull pain of being emotionally withdrawn.
Real, scary.