Although Shen Wuyou survived, she wasn't in much better shape either. Three more cracks appeared on her demon core, and because of her momentary bad luck, one of the cracks was actually showing signs of breaking open!
Her heart tightened, and she quickly and accurately repaired the line that was about to explode.
But for some reason, no matter how good her luck was or how skilled she was, the crack could never be repaired.
Just as it was repaired, it cracked again. This repeated process of repairing it had almost exhausted her demonic energy.
She was really tired at this moment. Unlike her acting when facing Qi Qingyun, her eyes were a little blurred and distracted at this moment.
Her blood-red lips were so pale, and her body was swaying slightly in meditation...
“Bang!”
Something was destroyed.
She raised her dazed eyes to check the situation, but found that her vision was already a little blurry. She could only see a familiar white figure, severing the impenetrable golden cage and walking towards her in billowing smoke and dust.
"you......"
She tried hard to see clearly, but her brain was so tired that she couldn't function.
Just before she was about to faint, she suddenly felt a heat in her abdomen, and then a warmth slowly melted into her dantian, dissolving her pain and making her feel as if she was in a soft cloud, wrapped in tenderness.
In her hazy consciousness, she felt like a dying flower, being saved by a pair of warm hands and being cherished in her heart.
She was unconscious for an unknown amount of time. When she woke up again, she was lying limply in his arms, her head resting on his strong shoulder, sleeping soundly, her nose gently sniffing the unique, faint, cold fragrance on his body.
"Ling...Wangqing?"
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