
His words are too late. Qin Ruojiu turned her body in panic, then heard the sound of “woosh—“, with a cold wind passing by and a cold light, a sharp object shot towards her.
Actually at this moment, he could avoid it, because he was not out of fear, his legs became limp. Instead, he was willing to accept the incident.
Oi! I am an article!
At least, he said, he would not commit suicide. Emperor Zhaolie threatened him not to die. But he can't do it. Since the gods didn't want him alive, why was he still alive?
He did not move, the wind blew, his clothes were like snow, flying. His teary eyes were covered, his face was slowly turning pale, his forehead was slowly sweating.
Qin Ruojiu who knew at this moment he was going to die was inwardly relieved and delighted, really, she felt very happy, there was even a hint of a smile and an expression looking forward to it on her face.
Right now, when that sharp arrow came, Emperor Zhaolie only felt his breath and his heart that was like stopping, the blood in his veins was like stopping at this moment, Emperor Zhaolie, the incident in front of him made it like stepping into the abyss of pain, but rather he, was clearly facing off with yesterday, but just stood up and looked with cold eyes, like all pain and helplessness it has nothing to do with it.
Oi! I am an article!
He shouted loudly: “No....”.
Kangyin did not move, the expression in his eyes looked cold, in his clear and warm eyes there was a cross of pain, he was breathing for some time, he was breathing for some time, but the voice he wanted to let out was too late for him to let out, his legs getting heavier and heavier, then he dropped to his knees to the floor. Yes, he understood, he would definitely not step aside, since his decision to die had never stopped since this brother had appeared.
Waiting...waiting,. Why did time suddenly become so long?
With the sound of “Cttccc”, it is the taste of the arrow piercing its flesh.
There was no pain, only sadness that he had expected.
Around him, everything was silent, he could hear clearly, the breathing sounds of everyone there.
Is it possible that the closer we are to death, we will not feel pain? Or is it enough numbness because it is half conscious?
Qin Ruojiu suddenly opened her eyes and what appeared was Xiaohuan's pitiful expression. His face looked pale like paper, his hands were holding his chest that was hit by arrows, there was black blood at the tip of his mouth, and a ribbon of silver hair in one of his hands again.
In this way, he looked into his teary eyes, no guilt, no remorse lying on the floor.
Blood splattered out from his chest, his blood was black, like black wine that had been given magic, expanding and growing.
Qin Ruojiu opened her mouth and looked at Xiaohuan, but she could not make a sound. She knew, this woman at a critical moment was protecting her with her body.
He.....he.....Why is he doing this?
He was trembling while crouching, he did not dare to touch Xiaohuan's body, he was afraid that even a little bit of his touch could make his body that was in pain, weak, just disappear.
Xiaohuan tried to try to close his mouth, then showed a bitter smile.
Tears fell from the end of his eyes.
He said: “Madam, you are a person other than my madam...besides my madam, who....well....best to Xiaohuan, Xiaohuan did not want to leave madam....but, Xiao....Xiaohuan apologized to madam……Xiaohuan can only go alone...”.
“Xiaohuan——” Hear her broken words, so much she said, but it was hard to express those hurt feelings with her mouth. Qin Ruojiu could no longer hold back her anger and the pain in her heart, then hugged her by venting it.