Chapter 23: Rescue

Huang Fuqing searched in the mist, he clutched the letter left by McGina, and leaned towards the stone cave with the unique spiritual sympathy between lovers.

This time, it's up to me to protect her, no matter who it is, you can't hurt her!

The pungent smell of burnt wafted out, and Huang Fuqing's heart tightened, and he ran down quickly.

A heart-wrenching laugh came from the depths, accompanied by McGina's gasp. Huang Fuqing cautiously leaned into the depths of the cave......

"Bang-"

Huangfu Qing's feet slipped and fell in front of Ruo Yu in embarrassment.

McGina's eyes widened and she looked at Huang Fuqing in surprise.

Isn't Xinglu Island only found by those who love each other?!

She was skeptical.

My own sincerity.

"Heh, isn't this your little lover, McGina?!" Ruo Ying stared at Huang Fuqing viciously and squeezed out a sentence.

"If... Don't hurt him...... He's just the object of my anger... You can't kill him......" McGina looked at Huang Fuqing with difficulty, tears falling from her eyes. "The fragment of your missing soul is still in his body......" she lay on the stone slab, holding back the fishy sweetness in her throat.

"Gina......" Huangfu Qing threw himself on the stone slab, gently holding McGina's slender hand. "Why are you so stupid......"

As he spoke, large tears fell on McGina's hands.

"Whew-ha

The whip passed through Huangfu Qing and whipped McGina.

Huang Fuqing stood up suddenly-

"I told you that no one was allowed to hurt her!"

He slit his wrist and dripped blood on the red card. Huge power erupted from the red card, enveloping Huang Fuqing. Familiar warmth, Huang Fuqing held the Holy Demon Blood Yang in his hand and pointed to Ruo Xuan.

"Holy Demon Weiyang?!" Ruo Xuan was slightly stunned, and stared at McGina with a random hideous look.

"Yes, it's the Holy Demon Weiyang. McGina smiled, blood streaming down her face.

I can't hold it anymore......

"Ruoju Haiweijia", Huangfu glanced at him. "I officially declare war on you!"

"Okay. Ruo Yu jumped up proudly, and the black robe waved vigorously.

Smoke and rubble slammed against McGina's barrier.

She raised her hand, wiping something.

It was as if she had made her mind clear.

It's time to let go......

"Huang Fuqing, I like you......"

The sound was as thin as a mosquito and a fly, and it disappeared between the sounds of smoke and knives before it could be spoken.

The sea of blood from the wound was pouring out, and the crimson filled her eyes, and only starlight was left in the discolored red pupils, which was brilliant but poignant.

At that moment, tears wet her eyes, and she seemed to see her kind grandmother, her sister who was still underage, and the people of Dream Country.

They're saying:

"McGina, stand up. ”