Yan Ziyuan was so groggy that she seemed to have had an extremely long dream, and in the dream she seemed to have become a mermaid, swimming freely in the blue waves.

……

"Azusa kite, wake up, azusa kite, wake up ......"

I don't know how long it took, Yan Ziyuan felt someone anxiously calling her name, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her fingers moved, and finally woke up leisurely.

Her vision was still a little hazy, because of excessive blood loss, the people in front of her were a little unclear, and in a blur, she seemed to see Ye Feng's anxious face in a red light, she stretched out her hand: "Ye Feng...... Is that you, you've come to save me? Am I hallucinating......"

Ye Feng grabbed her hand, which was originally as tender as spring onions, white and soft, but now it was dripping with blood, and the pink wound rolled outward slightly......

"It's me, Azusa Kite, Azusa Kite, you hold on!" Ye Feng's voice trembled.

When he arrived, Yan Ziyuan was lying in a pool of blood, already unconscious, with multiple abrasions all over his body, although the wounds were not deep, but for some reason the blood did not stop.

In such an environment, any insignificant wound can be fatal.

Yan Ziyuan was extremely weak now, and her heart, which had been terrified when she saw Ye Feng, had finally stabilized.

It's good he's coming......

She's safe when he's coming!

Yan Ziyuan was relieved and fell into a coma again.

The tattered clothes, the pale and haggard face, and the red lips that were once as bright as flower petals are now as pale as rain-beaten flowers, and it seems that they may wither at any moment.

Ye Feng held her hand tightly, and her face was even paler than Yan Ziyuan!

Yan Ziyuan in his arms seemed to have become Ye Yu in his previous life, and the blood in his body became cold inch by inch in his arms, but he was helpless!

No, he must not let her go the same way as in her previous life!

He's going to make her okay anyway! She must never die in her arms again!

He lifted her up, turned her back to him, and then put his hands on her back to heal her.

"Zi Kite, you must hold on, hold on!"

Ye Feng continuously conveyed the merman's original mental power to Yan Ziyuan, probing her wounds and broken meridians, and then gently repairing them......

Gradually, the wounds on her body finally began to heal, scabbed, her face was a little red, and her cold hands and feet warmed up slightly--

About half an hour later, Yan Ziyuan finally woke up.

Her vision gradually became clearer, and she suddenly felt that there was someone behind her, she turned her head, and saw Ye Feng healing her injuries.

As soon as she wanted to speak, Ye Feng shook her head at her and signaled silence, and Yan Ziyuan obediently maintained a cross-seated posture, allowing Ye Feng's mental power to continue to pour into her body. She felt warm all around her, and the wound that had been painful before seemed to be slowly healing......

It's really him!

It turned out that he really came to save himself.

Yan Ziyuan suddenly had an urge to cry, she didn't cry when no one responded to her request for help, she didn't cry when she was alone in the dark, and she didn't cry when she was constantly scratched in the fall; Now, the moment she really saw Ye Feng, grievances and fears rushed to her heart, and she couldn't help but have a sour nose, and tears kept rolling in her eyes......

She was afraid of provoking Ye Feng to distract her, so she held back her tears.

Like a pebble thrown in, it was a small circle of ripples at first, and then gradually rippled the entire heart lake......

There are bursts of warm currents washing away......