There was a burning pain from where the arrow hit me, and I moaned in pain like a whimper.

The whole body was extremely hot, as if it had been rolled in a frying pan several times, suffering...

A cold hand touched my red and hot cheek, and I grabbed it impatiently.

Just like a drowning man who gets a piece of driftwood and holds it tightly.

Only in this way will you feel safe.

"A-Li, I know, I know it must be very painful! But you must endure it. You can't do it without pulling out the arrow..."

My head was dizzy, my vision was blurry, and the voices coming from my ears contained too many emotions.

Feeling distressed, remorseful, nervous, painful...

At this moment, I felt that I was not the most painful!

There is another person who silently endures greater pain and heartache for me.

"Wind, wind..." I whispered over and over again.

Comfort yourself that this is a nightmare, just wait until you wake up from the dream.

Feng Qingran tore open her clothes where the arrow had hit her. Her back was already red with blood, and the blood was still dripping down the arrow shaft. The arrow had penetrated very deep and seemed to be about to come out from her chest.

He gasped, his breath suffocated, he was at a loss what to do, his eyes were full of hatred...

King Ling hurt Li'er so deeply, he shouldn't have given him a chance to breathe, and regretted not finishing him with one sword.

Feng Qingran lifted my upper body and let me lean on his chest. The delicious aroma of incense spread in my nose. Suddenly, I felt a burning heat coming from my back.

"Let's begin! Che..." Feng Qingran said calmly, but the sweat on his palms and slightly trembling lips betrayed his fear and nervousness.
Chapter completed!