Although Hua Weiluo controlled the internal force running around in her body, she didn't know why she felt more and more sleepy.

"Luo'er......" Zhishan Qingliang whispered softly in her ears with a gentle voice, and she could feel her body being gently embraced by him.

Her sleepiness dissipated in an instant.

The voice that had just calmed down in his mind began to make a strong noise again at the moment when Zhishan hugged her into his arms.

"Little ...... Senior Brother ......" Hua Weiluo spoke with difficulty and called him in a low voice.

"Luo'er??" When Zhishan heard her voice, he was overjoyed and hurriedly lowered his head to look at her.

At that moment, a sharp jasper water knife pierced deep into his chest.

Before the flowers fell, she felt as if there was a strange and beautiful red flower blooming quietly in front of her, the red flowers bloomed enthusiastically and presumptuously, and the thick bright red accompanied by a strong smell of blood filled all her nerves.

The voice in her head fell silent for a moment.

"Little Brother ——!!" Hua Weiluo cried out heartbreakingly, and rushed forward, holding the body of Zhishan who fell towards him with trembling hands.

"Luo'er...... You're finally awake?? The corners of Zhishan's lips hooked up a beautiful smile, and the originally pale pink lips became without even a trace of blood at the moment, and the white face was as white as jade.

"Second Senior Brother!!"

"Second Senior Brother!!"

After Zhizhen and Zhimei were stunned for a moment, they hurriedly threw themselves down to Zhishan's side, and quickly clicked on his acupuncture points with gestures to stop the bleeding.

"Little junior brother...... I'm sorry...... It's me who is bad...... It's all my fault......" Hua Weiluo looked at her hands stained red by Zhishan's blood, and couldn't help but tremble violently, she knelt beside Zhishan, and could feel his warm blood slowly soak her clothes, as warm as his hug, but it made her panic, because she felt that his life was passing little by little.

"Luo'er...... Don't cry...... Zhishan raised her hand gently, barely wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but her tears were too turbulent, and as soon as she wiped some away, more tears welled up.

Hua Weiluo listened to Zhishan's voice getting weaker and weaker, and couldn't help but panic, when she was fighting with Zhishan just now, she also heard what Xiaobai said.

At this moment, her body has regained her freedom, and she can also rely on her own will to speak, does that mean that the best junior brother is about to die? ?

"Woo...... Little junior brother, you can't die...... "Hua Wei's tears suddenly became more turbulent, she couldn't help but hug Zhishan tightly, desperately trying to give him a little warmth, so that his hands didn't feel so cold, "Aren't you a monster, how can a monster die, you quickly transform, or recite a demon spell, won't you die??" ”

The corners of the lips of "......" Zhishan hooked up a helpless smile, and a pair of deep eyes looked at the flowers before they fell, as if they wanted to remember her appearance deeply, "Luo'er...... Are you still mad at me......? ”

"I'm angry...... Whining...... I'm super angry......" Hua Weiluo's blood-stained hands tightly held Zhishan's increasingly cold hands, and choked up: "So you can't die, I haven't beaten you hard yet." ”