"I see. Then I'll think of a way to get closer to you." Wan'er couldn't nod, so she could only agree.
Although half of her spiritual power was depleted, some remained. With a thought, Wan'er gathered her strength and felt a faint, shimmering scale appear above her right thigh. With a "pop!", the scale sprang off her thigh...
At the same time, a sharp pain made Wan'er frown, but she quickly relaxed her brow, trying not to let Mo Tian see it.
"Wan'er, don't do this, it's no use." However, Mo Tian still saw it, and he was indeed heartbroken.
It was too late. The scales were stained with blood. A strange light flashed and, like a meteor, quickly shattered the blood threads between Wan'er and Mo Tian. The two of them gathered their strength and, taking advantage of the weakening of the blood threads, quickly approached each other and embraced.
The scales were invincible wherever they went, which stirred something in Wan'er's heart, and a terrible idea jumped into her mind.
"No!" Seeing the fierce look in Wan'er's eyes, Mo Tian seemed to guess what she was going to do. His attempt to stop her was ultimately a step too late.
It had no effect whatsoever. Wan'er's face was already flushed red. She channeled her spiritual power, and there were only "bang bang..."
After several crisp sounds, scales flew up and severed another batch of blood vessels.
A moment later, Wan'er's lips trembled, and her forehead was covered in sweat. The shimmering scales flew wildly inside the sphere. While Wan'er was sweating from the pain, she seemed to be somewhat excited.
However, the result greatly disappointed Wan'er. At first, she did sever quite a few blood vessels, but within ten seconds, these blood vessels began to writhe wildly again and miraculously reconnected.
The blood vessels wrapped around them again, but this time, they didn't separate the two too far. Their arms were tied up again, and they were once again unable to move.
From a distance of one foot to a light touch of the finger, with a gap of less than two inches, this can be considered a major breakthrough.
At such close range, the fragrance naturally wouldn't dissipate. With the fragrance emanating from Mo Tian, the air around Wan'er felt much fresher, and her stomach didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.
"It seems you are my air freshener. I never thought that I, the Plum Blossom Saintess, could not exude fragrance myself and would have to rely on you, the Spirit Lord of this generation." Wan'er gave a bitter smile, and could only endure the pain of having her scales plucked, trying to find a topic to relax herself.
"You! Don't be so impatient in the future, okay?" Mo Tian sighed, looking at the spot on Wan'er's left leg where blood was still flowing, with many blood vessels still wrapped around it.
In his heartache, he gathered all his spiritual power and quietly propped up the five fingers of his right hand...
A touch of warmth gradually seeped into Wan'er's wound...
"I really can't imagine what I would be like if I weren't with you." At this moment, Wan'er naturally spoke her heart. She didn't notice what Mo Tian was doing. She just felt that as long as she was with Mo Tian, even if she was in a desperate situation, it didn't seem so scary. In fact, deep down, she felt a sense of comfort from time to time.
"Of course. If it doesn't have any effect, then I, the Spirit Lord, will lose face in front of the Plum Blossom Saintess." Looking down at the woman in front of him, Mo Tian was not dejected after being captured. On the contrary, he felt that having this opportunity to be with his beloved made it possible to find joy even in the face of danger.
Unbeknownst to her, her wounds were healing. Only then did Wan'er realize that Mo Tian was secretly using his remaining spiritual power to treat her wounds.
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