"Can we go? We have to hurry before Zhao Lingyu—"

Her words came to an abrupt end, the Xuanyuan Sword fell to the ground, and Li Lingge fell to the ground, pulling her with him.

Mo Xuan turned around suddenly and saw that Li Lingge had fallen to the ground, his eyes closed, and a streak of glaring blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Your Highness!"

All the declarations of determination were thrown out of the window in an instant, and Mo Xuan trembled as she lifted up his upper body.

The moment she touched him, her heart sank to the bottom.

His body was terribly hot, yet at the same time as cold as a corpse. This contradictory feeling could only have one possibility: the heart inflammation had spread to his internal organs.

"You liar!"

Mo Xuan's voice was trembling, and her fingers eagerly took his pulse.

The beating under the fingertips was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, and there was a long pause after each beat, like a candle that could be extinguished at any time in the wind.

It was not until this moment that Mo Xuan truly saw his condition.

Several hideous scars were faintly visible under his collar, and the newest one was still oozing light golden blood, which was a sign of the collapse of his cultivation.

"You couldn't hold on any longer, did you?"

Mo Xuan hurriedly tore open his clothes, and the scene before her made her gasp.

Li Lingge's chest was covered with crisscrossing scars. She recognized these talismans. They were self-mutilation spells used to forcibly suppress poison. Every time they were cast, she had to endure the pain of scraping bones and flesh.

A drop of warm water fell on Li Lingge's pale cheek. Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was her own tear.

"No, not for you!"

She talked to herself stubbornly, but her hands did not stop moving.

The eight spider legs spread out at the same time, and crystal silk threads were secreted from the tips, which quickly wove a web emitting a light green light around Li Lingge.

This is the black-bellied brocade spider clan's secret life-saving technique, Tianluo Xusui, and each use of it consumes the caster's own essence and blood.

The moment the spider web took shape, the heart fire raging in Li Lingge's body seemed to be temporarily suppressed.

But he was still unconscious, his breathing so weak that it was almost unnoticeable.

She stared at Li Lingge's face, then pinched his mouth open and released another burst of pure yin energy.

Li Lingge's brows wrinkled slightly. Mo Xuan held her breath and stared at his face, as if trying to wake him up with her eyes.

After a moment, a faint trace of blood color finally returned to his ashen cheeks.

Mo Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, but found that the more she wiped, the more tears came. The hot liquid was like a flood that could not be stopped.

"I hate you!"

"I hate you for destroying my family!"

"I hate myself for knowing everything, but still--"

Before he could finish his words, a deafening roar suddenly came from the distance.

Mo Xuan looked up suddenly and saw that the green light column suddenly expanded, dyeing the entire sky of the secret realm into an emerald color.

Countless points of light scattered from the light column, as if a blue snow had fallen.

"The Chaos Blue Lotus has blossomed?"

At this moment, Li Lingge in her arms suddenly coughed violently, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

"The poison has entered the heart meridian?!"

Mo Xuan's face changed drastically. Logically speaking, Tianluo's life-saving treatment should be able to temporarily stabilize his injuries.

A terrible guess came to her mind, and she pressed her trembling fingers lightly on Li Lingge's eyebrows.

After a moment, she retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and the blood drained from her face.

"Are you crazy? You actually used your spirit to suppress the heart flame?!"

The primordial spirit is the most pure source of power, and once damaged it is almost impossible to repair.

Li Lingge's soul was already shattered at this moment, like a mirror smashed by a heavy hammer, and it was only because of the last bit of obsession that he did not completely collapse.

Mo Xuan's vision blurred, and she finally understood why Li Lingge could hold on until now.

He was not using his skills to fight against the miasma, but was resisting it with his life!

She gently held Li Lingge's head in her arms, her voice fragmented.

"Why would you go to such lengths? Is the Chaos Azure Lotus really that important to you?"

The body in his arms felt terribly light, as if only skin and bones were left.

"I won't let you die."

Mo Xuan suddenly raised her head, wiped away her tears, and a look of determination appeared in her eyes.

"Don't you want the Chaos Azure Lotus? Okay, I'll take you to find it!"

She carefully carried Li Lingge on her back and secured him to her back with spider silk.

Green rain began to fall from the sky of the secret realm, and every drop of rain contained rich vitality.

Mo Xuan knew that this was a sign that the Chaos Green Lotus was about to fully bloom.

She must rescue the person behind her and snatch the Chaos Green Lotus before Zhao Lingyu and others find the Green Lotus.

Li Lingge's breathing on his back was weak but steady. His head rested weakly on Mo Xuan's shoulder, and his warm breath brushed across her neck.

This feeling was both familiar and unfamiliar, reminding Mo Xuan of the nights when she was pressed down on the bed.

"You've lied to me so many times, now it's my turn to lie to you.

Once I obtain the Chaos Azure Lotus and heal your wounds, I will not let you go easily. You will have to spend your entire life repaying my clan."

She didn't notice that Li Lingge on her back raised the corner of his mouth slightly, an almost imperceptible arc, as if he had had a beautiful dream.

…

"You owe me your life now."

Mo Xuan lowered her head and murmured to the unconscious Li Lingge. A drop of sweat slid down her chin and fell on Li Lingge's tightly closed eyelids.

His eyelids fluttered slightly, but he didn't wake up.

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