"Young Master, how are you?" At the same time, Sha Ren quickly walked to Luo Wen's side and asked hurriedly.
Luo Wen shook his head coldly, his brows filled with fatigue. The handkerchief he temporarily held in his hand was already stained red with blood, along with the blood on his body, a red that was particularly shocking.
Is this man always going to be so bravado? Su Luoyin couldn't help but stare at his slightly trembling figure, her brows furrowed unconsciously. Even if his strength had recovered slightly, he couldn't use it so vigorously. Overloading the barrier technique would accelerate his body's exhaustion. Didn't he know that? Why did he keep fighting so desperately?
Luo Wen still couldn't help coughing violently, and the air was filled with the unconcealable smell of corpses. He was dressed in tattered purple clothes and was extremely handsome. Even though he was pale and fragile at this moment, it could not hide his handsome face with distinct features like a sculpture, his eyes as deep as a cold pool, his thin lips like ice, and his waist-length black hair fluttering in the wind. He lowered his head and coughed softly. The barrier technique had not dissipated yet. Countless points of light were flying up and down around him, and his eyes flashed like ice and snow in the sunlight. He just stood there, with all the killing and filth around him, but he formed a landscape of his own, which made people unable to take their eyes away after just one glance.
Luo Wen paused as if he suddenly sensed something, and suddenly looked up in Su Luoyin's direction. His deep eyes met Su Luoyin's, and Su Luoyin's heart sank. She knew she should avoid him and not give in, but she found that no matter what she did, she couldn't look away.
Luo Wen did not avoid it, but met Su Luoyin's gaze straight on, looking at her straight on, without dodging or retreating. His deep eyes were like a huge black hole, trapping people deeply. But deep in his eyes was a different kind of heat, an unconcealed passion and affection, which was unfolded in front of her without reservation.
"Ah!" Feeling a huge pressure, Su Luoyin only felt a gust of wind coming towards him, and then he was pulled into an embrace, and a familiar breath quickly surrounded her.
She growled in a low voice with some uneasiness, "Qianyue, Qianyue! Let me go!"
Qian Yue was unmoved and let her continue to make a fuss in his arms. He raised his hand and pressed the person in his arms even harder, then looked in the direction of Luo Wen.
There seemed to be a flame dancing in Luo Wen's eyes, but Qian Yue couldn't catch it in an instant. All he could feel was a complete chill.
She couldn't look any longer, she didn't dare let her look at this man even for a moment! If only he knew, the trembling and fear in his heart at that moment would be too terrifying for him. This man seemed to be born from ice and snow. With such a demeanor and such a beautiful appearance, even he couldn't say he could compare to him in the slightest. And that look in Su Luoyin's eyes just now.
That look... that look when he looked at Luo Wen, so heartbroken, so affectionate, so reluctant, he really didn't dare to look at it any more, or think about it any more. For the first time, he felt what fear was, afraid that he would lose this person so suddenly.
How could she be completely clueless about her past? How could she not catch a glimpse of the expression on her face when she spoke of that person? It was only because she was by his side that he stopped thinking about the past.
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