I only feel uncomfortable when I am gone.

She was so distracted by the heartache that she didn't have time to think or say anything.

Ji Jiufang had already decisively taken her and continued to walk forward.

After walking for another while, a blue light flashed in the mist.

A moment later, the blue light drifted in front of me.

Only then did he see that the light was actually cyan, with a slight purple in the middle, and it shimmered like a thundercloud carrying lightning.

"My spiritual powers?"

She couldn't help but ask.

There was a muffled snort from eavesdropping, as if he had agreed indifferently.

Liluo came out of Ji Jiufang's arms slightly, his left hand was still holding with him, but his right hand slowly stretched out, trying to attract the blue and purple spiritual power.

The spiritual power swayed slowly, slowly flowing to her fingertips.

The moment it touched her skin, it suddenly turned into a thunderous lightning.

"Beware!"

Ji Jiufang shouted, and quickly dragged Liluo back and protected him behind him.

That thunder struck him firmly in the heart.

Ji Jiufang slowly fell to the ground.

In the end, he did not let go of Liluo, but fell to the ground with her.

He just lay down.

She was taken by him and sat down on the ground.

Things got too fast, I was stunned for a long time, and my mind was a mess - what happened?

She struggled to remember and think.

Everything was so clear and simple, but she couldn't figure it out at all—could it be that it wasn't her own spiritual power?

And Ji Jiufang, knowing that she had ulterior motives, why would he sacrifice his life to protect her so much?

She shook her head vigorously, barely coming back to her senses, and the first thing she did was to turn around to check Ji Jiufang's situation, but she didn't notice that the blue-purple spiritual power was gradually expanding, condensing into a huge thunderbolt that had never been seen before.

is still aimed at the direction of Ji Jiufang.

Liluo quickly checked.

Her face had to be very close to Ji Jiufang, because she had to be like this to make it possible for her to see his situation clearly.

And only then did she wait until he was seriously injured.

After entering the mist of spiritual power, after walking for so long, half of Ji Jiufang's clothes were almost soaked with blood. It's the left half, the left side where the heart is.

And all the time he had been around her, it was the narrow one on the right.

The spiritual power not only blurred her vision, but also diluted all the smells, and now that she was looking at his clothes, she finally sniffed out the thick blood. It's even so close that even the mouth is filled with a fishy smell.

Liluo barely hesitated, and slowly pressed his hands in the most bloodstained places.

Decisively tore open his clothes.

Scarred and shocking.

A tear on the rib cage made the flesh and bone clearly visible, probably it had been injured for a while, but now the wound was blurred, and the blood was gradually sticky, and there was no sudden spurt of blood because of the action of falling.

But the slow bleeding makes people feel more unbearable.

Liluo released spiritual power to investigate, wanting to know the situation of his visceral injury, hoping that Ji Jiufang would be unconscious when he fell into a coma, and he must not subconsciously resist the investigation of external spiritual power.

Things do not turn out the way you want.

Ji Jiufang is subconsciously resisting.

As soon as Liluo built the foundation, the little spiritual power she released had just entered Ji Jiufang's ribs, and before she could detect the heart vein or dantian, she was twisted to pieces by his protective spiritual power.

The surrounding spiritual power suddenly emitted a buzzing sound.

The thunder above her head that had been transformed by her spiritual power smashed down in the blink of an eye.