Zhao Hehuan immediately got up and ran wildly with Ling Yuan, and at this time, something terrible happened-the blood basin of the dragon's head on the wall continued to spew out thousands of arrows from its bloody mouth!

Ling Yuan protected Zhao Hehuan behind him, sacrificed the blood Xiuluo, his eyes flashed quickly, and he had already cut off a large piece of arrow feathers, and then pulled up Zhao Hehuan and ran forward with Zhao Hehuan all the way to block the arrow.

When the two of them bumped into the black smoke, they suddenly felt that their bodies were weak, and the cultivation in their bodies was being drained little by little!

And this is not the worst, the worst thing is that there is more arrow rain in front of the black smoke!

Ling Yuan felt that the true qi in his body was dissipating little by little, and he didn't have time to delay any longer, so he could only restrain the strangeness around him, and constantly waved Blood Xiuluo into the air, gritting his teeth and holding on to the strength to shoot down the rain of arrows!

This Blood Xiu Luo was originally an ancient artifact, and it needed internal force to drive, and Ling Yuan was poisoned again at this time, in fact, it was already at a time when he couldn't drive Blood Xiu Luo at all, but he forced Zhao Hehuan out fifty meters away!

Finally, when he shot down a rain of arrows, his body softened significantly, and Zhao Hehuan was immediately exposed to the rain of arrows, and an arrow came straight towards Zhao Hehuan's heart!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ling Yuan immediately endured the weakness of his body and threw Zhao Hehuan to the ground, and the arrow was straight into Ling Yuan's back!

Zhao Hehuan saw Ling Yuan's face twitch, trembling and touching his back with his hand, and instantly looked at Ling Yuan with tears in his eyes and horror - he, in order to protect her, was shot!

What's even more unfortunate is that there are more arrows shooting at Ling Yuan!

Zhao Hehuan wanted to turn over to save Ling Yuan, but was fiercely protected by Ling Yuan, until the rain of arrows fell on him, and Zhao Hehuan was not injured in the slightest, he finally endured the pain, smiled and covered his cold fingers on Zhao Hehuan's equally cold lips, and said bitterly and nostalgically: "Hehuan, maybe, I can't marry you anymore." You...... Take care, you can't ...... Forget about me. ”

After that, Ling Yuan's body sank and fell on Zhao Hehuan's body, without breathing!

Zhao Hehuan's pupils instantly dilated in horror, and her tears could no longer be controlled, and she shouted heartbreakingly: "Ling Yuan! Ling Yuan! You wake me up! I order you! Wake me up!"

However, Ling Yuan felt as if he was asleep, he didn't move again, and he couldn't hear her heart-rending cry.

The rain of arrows, at this moment, may have been shot and settled. The whole cave seemed empty and lifeless. The beach is all over the place, Ling Yuan's blood.

Zhao Hehuan trembled and carefully pushed Ling Yuan away, only to find that his back had been pierced by an arrow and his body was bruised, and he had no skills to return to the sky. She looked at this scene in disbelief, her heart ached like a knife, and a black flame of anger had already ignited in her eyes, but when she touched Ling Yuan's finger, this flame gradually extinguished again!

She watched all this in despair, tears blurring her eyes. The Ling Yuan in front of her who would make her happy, the Ling Yuan who said that he wanted to marry her, was already lifeless!

Blood! Her blood!

Zhao Hehuan suddenly remembered that Situ Ming had said that her blood could revive people, and she couldn't care much about it anymore, so she bit her finger in one bite, and the blood droplets bloomed red on her pale fingertips!

She hurriedly wiped her tears and sent her finger to Ling Yuan's mouth!

However, Ling Yuan lost the ability to suck......

In a panic, Zhao Hehuan couldn't care about any worldly etiquette anymore, and immediately sucked a large mouthful of blood by himself, and sent it in with great effort towards Ling Yuan's mouth!

Xu is Zhao Hehuan's blood was really sweet, Ling Yuan's throat finally moved, swallowed Zhao Hehuan's blood, resumed his weak breathing, and said laboriously: "Water...... Water...... Water ......"

Zhao He cried with joy when he saw that Ling Yuan had signs of waking up, and hurriedly put his finger to Ling Yuan's lips and let him suck his finger to save his life!

Unexpectedly, Ling Yuan, who was unconscious, was so desperate that he kept sucking her blood, and he had no intention of letting go......

Zhao Hehuan felt that she was being evacuated by Ling Yuan little by little, and a slight sweat was already oozing from her forehead, but she still gritted her teeth and did not withdraw her fingers......

In this way, she let Ling Yuan's demands go uncontrollably, and in the midst of bursts of vertigo, her face became whiter and paler......

I don't know how long it took for Ling Yuan to let go of her fingers and slumped to the side, but her breathing was obviously much more even and powerful......

Zhao Hehuan endured his powerlessness, dragging Ling Yuan's body on the ground and crawling forward, every inch of advancement, he felt that his heartbeat was so fast, and the whole person was no longer his own......

The bricks on the ground have long been dragged out of a long bloody road, some of them are Zhao Hehuan's and some are Ling Yuan's.

And Zhao Hehuan had been enduring the discomfort of her body, dragging Ling Yuan forward step by step, and finally, when she saw a door, her eyes lit up with joy!

Perhaps, they will be saved soon!

Zhao Hehuan held his last breath and dragged twenty meters on the ground before finally knocking on the door......

One, two, three...... The door didn't move......

Zhao Hehuan endured the dizziness of the leader, the instinct of survival, so that she desperately pushed open the stone door, and finally, she was relieved to hear the sound of the stone door being pushed open......

At the same time, she, who had already been overdrawn and weak, fainted in front of the stone gate in the midst of a whirlwind, and her hand was still holding Ling Yuan, who was full of scars......

Everything, in a blank vertigo, returned to zero.

Tired......

In a trance, Zhao Hehuan seemed to see a man in a dark robe, bent down and sighed and hugged her......

What a familiar feeling...... It seems that her Mo Tian has come to pick her up......

And the moment the stone door opened, Mo Tian suddenly found Zhao Hehuan's figure paralyzed at the entrance of the cave and unable to move......

His eyebrows have become twisted ropes, who is it that injured his Zhao Hehuan like this?

He walked forward quickly, and picked up Zhao Hehuan's body like a piece of paper in great distress, only to find that Ling Yuan's hand and Zhao Hehuan's hand were tightly held together, and Ling Yuan was obviously injured more seriously than Zhao Hehuan.

His eyebrows tightened again—he didn't like to see his woman so intimate with other men.

However, when the unconscious Zhao Hehuan whispered out his name, his heart, which was originally so cold that he wanted to kill, suddenly seemed to fall into a fire and melted at the touch of a button......

After sighing, Mo Tian still put Zhao Hehuan on the bed in the inner room and put it down gently, and after checking the pulse, he found that Zhao Hehuan was deficient in qi and blood, and after losing Zhao Hehuan's true qi for a period of time, he gently put her down and let her rest well.

Mo Tian's gaze looked at Ling Yuan—his lips were full of blood, it was the blood of Zhao Hehuan's fingertips.

The cold in Mo Tian's eyes seemed to be a sharp sword, about to cut Ling Yuan with a thousand knives - it was obvious that he had touched Zhao Hehuan.

This is something he cannot tolerate.

However, his gaze shifted to the sharp arrow behind Ling Yuan, and he glanced deeply into the cave again, and understood the general course of events.

That's it, for the sake of him saving Hehuan, I can't abandon him.

After Mo Tian let Ling Yuan take the life-saving pill that Situ Ming had given him, he began to pull out the arrow for Ling Yuan, and suddenly, blood splattered all over his cuffs.

He frowned, and continued to stretch out his hand towards the second sharp arrow behind Ling Yuan's back, and his eyebrows didn't frown......

Xu was because he had taken the pill and Zhao Hehuan's blood, and Ling Yuan actually held on to the end with a breath of relief, until Mo Tian finished taking the medicine for him.

Mo Tian also secretly admired Ling Yuan's strong willpower, in the end, what was it that made him persist until now?

Answer......

Mo Tian looked at the paper-thin woman on the bed, probably, it was her, right?

A trace of desolation and helplessness passed through Mo Tian's heart, probably, he was an outsider at this time.

And they have already promised each other in life and death......

After sighing, Mo Tian placed Ling Yuan on the Dragon Yin carpet on the side, stared at it for a long time, and muttered to himself, "Can you wake up, see if your creation is done." If you want to accompany Hehuan for the rest of your life, just like a man, wake up. ”

Turning around, Mo Tian turned around and left, walked to Zhao Hehuan's bed, brushed Zhao Hehuan's hair with a cold hand, and gently, dropped a kiss on her forehead, and said sadly and distressedly: "You don't know how to protect yourself with so many disasters and difficulties, how can I leave with confidence......

Zhao Hehuan was probably having a nightmare, and in his sleep, he suddenly grabbed Mo Tian's hand, and called out anxiously: "Don't go...... Don't leave me...... Don't leave me ......"

Mo Tian's body suddenly froze in place, and gently held Zhao Hehuan's hand, as if she could hear the Tao and comforted: "Don't go...... I'm not leaving......"

Zhao Hehuan fell asleep deeply and peacefully, but his hand kept holding Mo Tian's hand tightly, all the time, all the time, and did not let go......

Mo Tian sat on the edge of her bed, stunned for a long, long time......

If he could accompany her like this for the rest of his life, what an unforgettable thing he would have in his life......

Time is too good at playing tricks on people, crushing everything into sand, and it can't be piled up like her anymore......

It can only be scattered in the vast desert with a gust of wind, and it can no longer be picked up......

The candlelight swayed Mo Tian's figure, obliquely elongated and reflected in Zhao Hehuan's arms, as if hugging her affectionately, and the white head would never be separated......

In the end, the incense candle also shed tears, and the candle tears spread all the indescribable friendship in this gentle and indescribable candlelight.

I hope that in the next life, I can give you the tenderness of grinding your ears and temples.

A tear slipped from Mo Tian's eyes, and fell cold and warm into Zhao Hehuan's palm......