Qin Xuan died.

The elder brother is dead.

"Why!?Why is this!?

Zhang Zichen raised his head and yelled, his eyes full of remorse.

"It's Donghuangdao and the Dragons! It's Donghuangdao and the Dragons!"

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Zhang Zichen's eyes, a touch of red, appeared indifferently.

This was a sign that Zhang Zichen had gone mad, but when Zhang Zichen's eyes were on Qin Xuan again, this red light disappeared all of a sudden.

"Roar !!"

Qin Xuan died, and even Xiao Jin screamed in pain, and tears spilled out of his eyes.

Since Zhang Zichen brought Xiao Jin out of the Jade Emperor Heavenly Emperor Tomb, Xiao Jin and Qin Xuan have spent more time together, even more time with Zhang Zichen.

The relationship between Qin Xuan and Xiaojin can be imagined, how deep it is.

A man, a golden unicorn, in the heavy rain, cried in pain.

Time flows quietly under the washing of the rain.

After a long time, Zhang Zichen felt that the power behind him stopped, which meant that Chen Zhanfeng's treatment had stopped.

Zhang Zichen immediately raised his head and looked at Ding Yao and the others lying on the ground, and finally his eyes fell on Chen Zhanfeng.

"Brother Feng, how are they? Are they all okay?" Zhang Zichen thought that with Chen Zhanfeng's strength, it shouldn't be a problem to save Ding Yao and the others.

However, Chen Zhanfeng sighed and did not speak.

There was no need to ask, Zhang Zichen had guessed the result, and he asked again: "Brother Feng, what happened to them?"

Chen Zhanfeng looked at Zhang Zichen's eyes red from crying, and said, "These people are too seriously injured, even if they get my treatment, it is useless." Their physical functions are difficult to recover, and even their souls are under strong attack, and they may dissipate at any time. ”

"How can this be?" Zhang Zichen couldn't accept this fact.

"That's it. Chen Zhanfeng replied truthfully, "None of them will live for three months." ”

"Three...... Three months?" Zhang Zichen's throat trembled slightly.

"Yes, three months at most!" Chen Zhanfeng sighed, and suddenly, he remembered something.

Then, Chen Zhanfeng pointed to one of the girls and said, "Her name is Wang Xiyue, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong with her? Could it be that only Xiyue can survive?" In the pain, Zhang Zichen seemed to find a glimmer of hope.

But before Zhang Zichen could smile, Chen Zhanfeng said, "Zichen, she ...... She was the most seriously injured, let alone three months, even if it was three quarters of an hour, it was difficult for her to hold on. ”

Three quarters of an hour!!

Hearing that Wang Xiyue could only live for three quarters of an hour, Zhang Zichen's heart was hit hard again.

He didn't believe it: "Brother Feng, are you mistaken, it's impossible, Xiyue is still alive and well, he has breathing, she can live......"

"Zichen, I'm not kidding. Chen Zhanfeng said solemnly, "When I found Wang Xiyue just now, she had been seriously injured by Long Si, whether it was body or soul, she would die in the shortest possible time, you have to mourn." ”

"No, it can be saved! Xiyue can still be saved!" Zhang Zichen didn't believe Chen Zhanfeng, he quickly walked towards the place where Wang Xiyue was lying.

If it is said that the injured people present are all in a coma, then Wang Xiyue is the only one who is awake.

Zhang Zichen knelt down lightly and gently held Wang Xiyue in his arms.

At this time, Wang Xiyue had five deep wounds on her back, and her flesh was blown up and bleeding.

If Chen Zhanfeng hadn't stopped the bleeding for Wang Xiyue, I was afraid that the blood in Wang Xiyue's body would have dried up long ago.

"Xiyue ......" Zhang Zichen lowered his head, looked at Wang Xiyue, who was pale, and sobbed.

"Purple ...... Zi Chen...... Wang Xiyue's throat moved, and a weak voice reached Zhang Zichen's ears, "Zi Chen, can't I live?"

"No, no! Xiyue, if you can live, I will cure you!" Zhang Zichen took a deep breath and immediately thought of something.

He hurriedly stretched out his right index finger and stabbed it into his heart.

Suddenly, a blood hole appeared in Zhang Zichen's heart.

Zhang Zichen didn't say a word, and felt his blood poured into Wang Xiyue's mouth.

"At the setting moon, I have a peach tree spirit with super healing power in my body. Zhang Zichen smiled reluctantly, "Don't worry, if you drink my blood, this healing ability will cure you." ”

But at this time, Chen Zhanfeng behind him suddenly said: "It's useless, Wang Xiyue's body has not only been seriously damaged, but the most important thing is that her soul has also been irreparably damaged under the attack of Long Si." Even if Wang Xiyue's body can be healed, her soul is destined to not last forever, and she will die in less than three quarters of an hour. ”

Chen Zhanfeng said the truth, but Zhang Zichen didn't want to believe it.

He hugged Wang Xiyue in his arms tightly, and said with some excitement: "Xiyue, you will be fine, I will save you! My blood will definitely save you!"

Zhang Zichen repeated these words again and again.

But in Chen Zhanfeng's ears, these words could only deceive Zhang Zichen himself.

So, Chen Zhanfeng sighed, stood aside, and said no more.

No matter what, Wang Xiyue is Zhang Zichen's friend, and his friend is about to die, so it's no wonder that Zhang Zichen is so sad.

And everything, just as Chen Zhanfeng said.

After Wang Xiyue drank Zhang Zichen's blood, her body functions did change, and the wound on her back was slowly healing.

However, Wang Xiyue's face became paler and paler, and her soul aura became weaker and weaker.

After a long time, Zhang Zichen finally realized this, and he burst into tears.

But at this time, Wang Xiyue slowly stretched out her weak right hand, gently stroked Zhang Zichen's face, and helped him wipe the sweat on his face.

"Zi Chen, don't be sad. Wang Xiyue's pale face showed a shallow smile, "A person will always have an end of life one day, and a monk will also fall one day." Everyone has their own lifeline, and I'm just dying a little earlier than you, don't be sad. ”

Regarding Wang Xiyue's words to comfort herself, Zhang Zichen didn't understand.

However, Zhang Zichen was speechless.

"Zi Chen, I don't regret knowing you. Wang Xiyue said alone, "Since we met in Mirage City decades ago, I have quietly fallen in love with you. It's a pity that at that time, you said that you had someone you liked, and later, I found out that you were with Sister Ding Yao, so I hid my love for you. ”

"Actually, I don't dare to express it to you, the most important thing is that my father and brother were killed. My original title and aura as the second lady of the Wang family have all disappeared, and I have become an ordinary woman. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Xiyue's face unconsciously shed two tears.