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Chapter 350: Pray to the Gods

As the amount of blood in her body decreased, her face became more and more gray.

"Moro ......" he opened his mouth unconscious, blood flowing from his mouth little by little, as if he couldn't wipe it clean.

"Hmm." She subconsciously responded to him, but she was startled by herself, and then felt distressed in the next second.

Suddenly, thinking that she had touched some line of defense, she cried, "You can't die...... I haven't left Ales with you, I haven't built you a little house on the hill of Saint-Victoire, you say we're going to have a few children, and even if I lie to you, you shouldn't take revenge on me like that...... I was wrong, okay, I won't lie to you anymore, nothing matters, okay if you wake up? Larry ...... "After several days of taking care of him, there was still no sign of improvement, and she almost broke down."

She kept wiping the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, like blood and tears from her eyes.

She deserved this revenge, she faked her death to lie to him, and this time it was her turn to suffer this kind of torment.

"Please, save him...... I am willing to give everything, I pray to the gods...... Pray to the Virgin Mary, pray to God, though I am guilty of many sins...... I am willing to give everything to wash away my sins...... Please...... Save him......" She was almost babbling because she didn't believe in gods in this world at all, she had always believed only in herself, but at this moment she was helpless to the end, and began to ask for the blessing of the gods she least believed in.

She seemed to understand why there were gods, because both the blood clan and humans were too small existences, there were too many things that could not be done, there were too many extreme desires and desires, she wanted him alive too much, she was really willing to give everything.

She had never felt so powerless.

Did he know that was how she felt when she died?

A heart with hope and then complete despair, a heart tormented by despair again and again, there is no place in a heart that does not hurt.

"Morro...... Don't go, Morlo...... Murrow! Where are you...... I know...... You won't die......" was still his low murmur, his body suddenly churning, and he reached out and grabbed her arm.

Why hasn't he given up until now? Why?

She stood on the spot, tears falling and smashing on the floor.

She stared at the puddle of blood that had accumulated on the floor, she couldn't cry yet, she couldn't give up yet, because even crying would be a waste of blood, and her blood still needed to save him.

She suddenly came to her senses and realized that now she was the only one who could save him. Trembling again, he used the dagger to cut open the arm that had been scarred and torn many times without knowing how many times, and without even using a cup, he pressed the arm directly to his mouth, and the fainting blood clan was attracted by the smell of blood, biting her arm, and the innate instinct began to suck.

She covered her arm, feeling little by little the pain caused by the reflux of blood from the blood lost from her body. I don't know how long it took, he let go of her arm, and finally, he didn't vomit blood.

She collapsed to the ground as if she had lost her strength, staring at his slightly improved face.

Extremely weak, she leaned against the edge of the bed, staring at his flushed side face with a sigh of relief.

She breathed a sigh of relief, ran outside and rummaged through a few blood bags and sucked a few, only to find that the blood might have been left a little long, but it was enough to regain her strength.