Although his eyes were dim, they were still bright and lively.
He looked around, his eyes finally landing on the face of the woman in the long dress.
"Fairy, you saved me?"
Ye Chen's voice was hoarse and weak, as if he had used up all his strength.
He struggled to sit up, but found that he was so weak that he could hardly move a finger.
In the final decisive battle, Shanshan Fanghua shattered the evil god's body, but Ye Chen was also seriously injured and his body of all laws was broken.
The consequence of burning his life essence and blood was that his meridians were broken, his foundation of Taoism was severely damaged, and his cultivation was completely lost.
If he had not already condensed the origin of the Great Dao that only the Immortal Emperor could condense, he would probably have died long ago.
At this moment, his physique was weaker than that of an ordinary person.
"Sir, don't move. You are injured. You should lie down and rest."
The woman in the long skirt quickly stopped Ye Chen's actions, her tone gentle, without any disgust at the blood and stench on Ye Chen's body.
She stretched out her delicate hands and gently covered Ye Chen with a quilt.
Ye Chen's gaze remained on the face of the woman in the long dress, his heart filled with gratitude.
"Thank you for saving my life, fairy."
"You're welcome, sir." The woman in the long skirt smiled slightly, as if an iceberg had melted, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.
Ye Chen looked at the beautiful face in front of him, and a familiar feeling surged in his heart.
He felt like he had seen her somewhere, but he couldn't remember where.
This feeling made him confused and uneasy.
"May I ask your name, fairy?" Ye Chen asked with all his strength.
The woman in the long skirt hesitated for a moment, then opened her red lips and said, "My name is... Ruoxi."
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