"Qianyue!"
She sat up immediately, quickly ran to the edge of the pool, and bent down to look at him. "Qian Yue, are you okay?"
Qian Yue seemed not to hear Su Yin's cry. His face was filled with pain and the blood in his body kept flowing into the pool.
Su Yin became anxious, and her calls became more urgent.
"Qianyue, say something."
"Qian Yue, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. At worst, I won't make you angry again." She shouted again and again, and the anxiety on her face became more and more obvious.
"Qianyue, Qianyue, Qianyue..."
Qian Yue's consciousness was gradually fading. In his daze, he could only hear the woman's cries. These calls brought a glimmer of clarity to his consciousness, and his eyes could not help but look at the woman by the pool. He couldn't see her expression, but he felt that she seemed very anxious. Was she anxious? Because of him?
"Get out." The man's voice was strong but unusually clear.
This time, Su Yin wasn't angry, nor was she frightened by him. She looked at him, her eyes thick with worry.
It was already midnight, and the sky was thick with fog. The golden runes in the room also appeared, moving rapidly, and cold blood was swirling with a bloodthirsty glow. All of this foreshadowed that the night would be turbulent.
"Qianyue."
"Qian Yue, Qian Yue." Su Yin kept calling his name, trying to help him regain consciousness, but she watched him gradually lose consciousness, the color of his golden pupils became lighter and lighter, and drops of blood continued to flow into the blood pool.
Su Yin was extremely anxious. Deep down, she had only one thought in her mind: Don't die! Don't die! What if he died? What if he died? If he died, she would be alone. She didn't want to be alone in this cold place. She was terrified.
As she thought about it, she suddenly had a firm belief and strode into the pool of blood.
The water level surged, and Su Yin struggled to move towards Qian Yue, his mind fixed on one thing: nothing could happen to him. He absolutely couldn't.
When Su Yin finally reached Qian Yue, she saw that although his consciousness was hazy, his body was still twisting and struggling. The more he struggled, the tighter the chains became. She watched as his blood continued to flow, and finally made up her mind.
"Qian Yue, wait. I'll help you." After saying that, she put her hands on the chain and used force to weaken its binding force, so that at least he would not be in so much pain.
Although Qian Yue had lost consciousness, his vigilance as a demon king remained. Qian Yue vaguely felt someone approaching him. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, he had already grabbed Su Yin's neck with one hand.
Su Yin was pulling the chain hard when she suddenly felt her neck tighten. The next moment, she was lifted into the air by Qian Yue.
"Tell me, who are you?" Qian Yue said coldly, and his arm moved upwards.
Su Yin felt a pain in his neck and tried hard to reach the ground with his feet. He was already a little weak.
"I, I just want to help you." She felt like she couldn't breathe and had difficulty speaking.
"Help me?" Qian Yue's eyes turned cold. "Why would I, Qian Yue, need help?"
Qian Yue increased the strength of his hands, and moved his arms slightly upwards, with a smile on his lips. "You are just someone else's dog anyway, so go to hell."
Su Yin's face had turned red, and breathing became increasingly difficult. He could only utter a few vague syllables, "I, I didn't, it's not..."
Su Yin's breathing grew weaker, and the man's force intensified. Su Yin couldn't help but reach out to pry Qian Yue's hand away from her neck. What a tragedy! Why was her fate so tragic? She was murdered in both cases, the difference between being thrown to death and being strangled, the difference between active and passive. This isn't how time-travel dramas are played out!!! She thought, only finding the last bit of strength left to pull his hand away.
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