Chapter 70 He's not dead! This time, it's my turn to save you!
What does death feel like?
Su Wanqing didn't know.
But she knew what it felt like to lose Lu Zhanting.
It's as if the world has been instantly stripped of its sound and light.
It's as if an invisible hand is gripping your heart, crushing it inch by inch, causing excruciating pain, yet you can't utter a single sob.
His body still retained the last trace of warmth he had given her.
But the heat was rapidly dissipating in her arms.
His chest remained still.
I couldn't feel any pulse in my wrist.
He fell to the ground in the cold mud, like a mountain collapsing in silence.
Su Wanqing knelt beside him, motionless.
She didn't cry.
The overwhelming grief has overwhelmed my body, preventing me from even having a simple reaction like shedding tears.
She killed him.
This thought is a crueler form of torture than tearing one's soul apart.
He wouldn't have died if it weren't for saving her.
It was she who pushed him off the cliff.
In the darkness, only the monotonous sound of the underground river flowing could be heard, washing away the passage of time.
I don't know how much time passed.
Su Wanqing slowly and stiffly lowered her head, pressing her cheek against his cold chest.
She wanted to feel his warmth again, even if it was just a trace.
Just as her consciousness was about to sink into eternal silence along with his, a strange sensation pierced her soul from the point where their skin was touching.
That's not body temperature.
It was the domineering masculine energy that Lu Zhanting left deep in her soul that had not yet dissipated!
This force is like a key, prying open the floodgates of memory.
Countless fragmented images of him flooded into Su Wanqing's mind!
She "saw" it.
She saw herself convulsing in his arms, bleeding from her seven orifices, her body as cold as a corpse.
She "heard" his heart-wrenching roar, filled with an extreme fear she had never heard before.
"Wanqing!"
She "sensed" his despair.
That overwhelming helplessness of watching your loved one die while you are powerless to do anything about it.
Then, she "saw" the determination in his eyes.
He remembered that mad last words—his blood was the key.
Use his blood and his yang energy to fight against the yin and cold power that devours her!
He kissed her lips.
That wasn't a kiss.
It was a sacrifice.
The moment his power entered her body, Su Wanqing's soul resonated with his will.
She "saw" her own soul space.
The sky was gray, the earth was cracked, and it was an apocalyptic scene filled with fragments of space.
His masculine energy transformed into a dazzling golden current, which surged in fiercely!
Where the warm current passes, the cold and dampness dissipate.
it works!
He began to inject his life into himself even more frantically.
He transformed his own soul into a barrier, standing in front of her dying embers of soul.
"boom!"
Countless fragments of space crashed violently into his soul.
Su Wanqing felt the same way.
The excruciating pain of having her soul repeatedly torn apart and slowly tortured sent a shiver down her spine!
It turns out that he endured all of this for her while she was unconscious.
He gritted his teeth and stood guard like a mountain.
Use blood vessels to neutralize energy.
Use willpower to quell the rage.
His body was sometimes as cold as iron, and sometimes as hot as fire.
In his hazy state of consciousness, he saw their first meeting, their wedding night, and the tenderness with which she cooked for him...
These memories were his only support as he endured boundless suffering.
Finally, the storm in her soul space subsided.
Her body temperature gradually returned to normal.
She is out of danger.
And the majestic mountain that had been protecting her finally exhausted itself and collapsed with a crash.
Before his consciousness faded into darkness, his last thought was:
Wanqing, live on.
"boom--"
All the images exploded in Su Wanqing's mind, and she finally understood everything.
Tears welled up and burst forth at that moment.
Silent tears, mixed with blood and mud, rolled down.
He is not dead.
He gave his all to save her!
"No……"
"Lu Zhanting, I won't allow you to die..."
Su Wanqing let out a hoarse, mournful cry, no longer just desperately clinging to him.
Like a top-notch doctor, with trembling hands, she began to perform the most meticulous examination on him.
The fingers were pressed firmly against his carotid artery.
There was no pulse.
Her ears were pressed tightly against his cold chest.
A deathly silence.
No.
It's not deathly silent.
Su Wanqing suddenly held her breath, and the whole world fell silent.
In the absolute silence, she caught a sound fainter than the flapping of a mosquito's wings.
Thump...
It felt like an entire century had passed.
Thump...
The voice rang out again.
It's a heartbeat!
He's not dead! His heart is still beating!
He simply gave her all his life force, his body entering a near-death state, retaining only the last ember of hope for rescue!
The light rekindled in Su Wanqing's eyes.
As long as you're alive, there's hope!
She had to save him!
She struggled to sit cross-legged, closed her eyes, and immersed all her will into that space of her soul, which had survived the catastrophe.
She must find the Spirit Spring!
Even a single drop would be enough to ignite the dying embers of his life!
The space was a complete mess.
The springhead of the sacred spring has dried up, leaving only a trace of damp soil at the bottom.
not enough!
Just as her heart sank to the bottom, she noticed a small patch of soil beside the spring that emitted a faint golden light.
That was the yang energy that Lu Zhanting transferred to her, which, after merging with the power of the spiritual spring's origin, left behind a seed of life!
New hope!
Su Wanqing tightly enveloped the "seed" with all her spiritual power.
"Get out here..."
She tried her best to squeeze out a sliver of hope from it.
The "seed" just flickered without reacting.
Su Wanqing's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and the excessive mental exertion made her feel dizzy.
But she did not give up.
She used her spiritual power again and again to stimulate, nurture, and exploit it!
Finally, on the surface of that golden seed, a drop of crystal-clear liquid, emitting a faint glow, was squeezed out by her!
It was a success!
Su Wan-qing was overjoyed and used her spiritual power to lift the incomparably precious drop of spiritual spring water and move it out of the space.
In reality, a drop of water, radiating a rich sense of life, appeared out of thin air on her fingertip.
She dared not delay, and with trembling hands, fed the drop of spiritual spring water to Lu Zhanting's chapped lips.
Water droplets slowly seeped into the corner of his lips.
Lu Zhanting, you risked your life to save me.
This time, it's my turn to save you.
I will snatch you back from the clutches of death, no matter where I go!
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