"Mo Ran—" Leng Yue was helpless. She was protected by Mo Ran again. Why is it that every time he encounters danger, he is always hurt by his side, why? Leng Yue didn't know. But this pain made her hurt rather than herself. Because of the pain she felt, her heart and lungs were torn apart every moment she breathed.

Xue Lan's moth-like behavior didn't catch Mo Ran's eyes, only a ray of compassion that Leng Yue gave her in pain.

The fire suddenly went out when Xue Lan's entire body hit the ground. But Xue Lan's body is also gone. Leng Yue didn't think about why Xue Lan didn't see her, and her eyes only gradually let go of her own Mo Ran.

The huge snake body is gone, and the humanoid form is gone. Only the little snake that was dying at the feet of the cold moon remained. Two fingers wide, more than ten centimeters long, if it is around the wrist, the length should be about the same.

Leng Yue didn't dare to touch Mo Ran, and Mo Ran, who was burned all over his body, was no longer green, but gray and had a scorched black color. The eyes that had always looked at her warmly were gone. Only the eyelids closed silently.

Leng Yue landed on her knees: "Mo Ran, Mo Ran, Mo Ran, what should I do......?" Her hands were trembling, her heart was trembling, and even her body trembled like a willow branch.

"Is it late?" the blue dragon took a step back in disbelief, "How is it possible, we haven't seen each other for a while......"

Immediately followed was the Kirin, whose first eye was Leng Yue. It was only when he saw that she was okay that he noticed the little snake at Leng Yue's feet. "That—" Is that Mo Ran? But how could it be?! But that familiar breath didn't come from the dying little snake, but from whom!

"Blue Dragon, Qilin?" Leng Yue, who heard the voices of the blue dragon and the Qilin, had no focus in his eyes, and only knew that he blindly turned his head in their direction, and his voice was fragmented, "Can you help me save him, please, please......"

If it was said that Mo Ran's injury shocked them and made their hearts ache. But Leng Yue's prayer made them even more painful and remorseful. The death of the cold moon can always affect their hearts and souls all the time.

"Yue'er—" The blue dragon could feel Mo Ran's breath, and he shook his head weakly. It was the karmic fire of the witch god, but how could that one come to the wilderness, if it weren't for him, who else could have the karmic fire of the witch god?

Cold Moon's longing but fragile gaze stared deeply at the Qilin. The unicorn tilted his head in embarrassment. Because if the face blue dragon can't do anything, then he doesn't know how to do it.

Leng Yue seemed to have been robbed of her breath all at once. She carefully picked up Mo Ran on the ground and held him in her arms, but he never woke up. If Mo Ran could usually get so close to him, he would be shy and his ears would be red, red to his neck.

But now he was so quiet, so quiet that Leng Yue was frightened.

"No—" No, it won't. Mo Ran will definitely be fine. Leng Yue hugged Mo Ran and quickly flew into the sky.

Leng Yue's fragile appearance made Qilin and Blue Dragon anxious.

They didn't like it, but they couldn't run away when they wanted to. But whether it's the shackles of the heart or can't help it, when they return to the Divine Domain, they will definitely go to the old moon to settle accounts, and the old man is either playing tricks on them or bored with their Yuan Shen dolls!

Is it because of the last bet?

The wry smile at the corner of his mouth, I don't know if it's from the heart or pretending to be free? !