Mo Zihan continued to shake her head. Although she knew clearly what it meant to have all her tendons and veins broken, she could not accept this fact.

"Toli, please save him again, save him again..."

"Han'er..."

While Mo Zihan was still begging desperately, the person in his arms slowly opened his eyes and looked deeply at the person who was hugging him tightly, his eyes full of love and pampering.

Just now, Tuoli transferred a lot of true energy to him, and he felt much better.

In order to get Luo Yuling to let him go, he had already injured his tendons and veins, and now he had to take a palm strike from Mu Yunqi with all his strength. His body had completely collapsed, and it was a miracle that he could hold on until now.

But he was very happy, really very happy. Although they couldn't be together in this life, they could protect each other.

When her life was threatened, he was the one who protected her, and that was enough.

Finally, he got ahead of Tori in this matter.

"Jin...Jin..." Mo Zihan was so sad that he couldn't say a word. Only tears flowed down, dripping onto Nangong Jin's face and into his heart.

"Han'er, don't cry..." Nangong Jin wanted to reach out and wipe away her tears, but his arms were too weak to lift them.

After using all his strength, he finally moved his hand, but unfortunately, he spat out a large amount of blood again.

Understanding Nangong Jin's thoughts, Mo Zihan lifted his hand and placed it on her cheek, allowing him to use all his strength to wipe away the increasing tears for her.

"Jin, why are you so stupid? You knew you couldn't beat her, so why did you block that attack for me? You idiot!"

Seeing Mo Zihan crying and talking to him, Nangong Jin smiled, but he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Knowing that he didn't have much time left, Nangong Jin could only pick out the most important things to say.

"As long as... you're okay... I'll be fine."

"Jin..." She felt unworthy of Nangong Jin's kindness, and her heart felt like there was a huge rock blocking it, with nowhere to vent.

Nangong Jin has always loved her, she knew it. But she already has Tuoli, and she loves Tuoli deeply. Even if she knows that she has misunderstood him before, she can't accept him again.

But he treated her the same as always, giving her a love that was heavier and deeper than life itself.

"Han...Han'er..."

As Nangong Jin spoke, he wanted to take action, but he spat out another large mouthful of blood, which stained the white collar on his chest.

"Jin, don't move. Tell me what you want to do."

Feeling that Nangong Jin's hand was about to move, Mo Zihan immediately stopped it.

"I... in my collar..."

"I'll do it...I'll do it...don't move!"

While crying, Mo Zihan carefully placed Nangong Jin's hand on her cheek on the ground.

Inside was a hard object wrapped in silk.

Mo Zihan took the thing out and asked, "Is this it?"

Nangong Jin didn't have the energy to nod, so he signaled with his eyes.

He placed the silk-wrapped object on Nangong Jin's chest and slowly opened it with trembling hands...

When he saw the pair of jade pendants wrapped inside, Mo Zihan couldn't help crying again.

Nangong Jin, you are such a fool! An absolute fool!

Your real Han'er has long since died! I am just a soul drifting from another world. But you are still lingering and waiting in the same place.