Looking at Bing Chen, Qi Yao looked painful, but his eyes were full of tenderness. He asked softly: "Master, if I die, will you feel sorry for me?"

Bingchen was startled, but then his face was full of tenderness. He gently stroked the hair on Qi Yao's forehead and said: "Yes, I will be very sad and sad, so you can't die, and I won't let you."

Die. Liwei went to get the medicine, and I will be able to cure you in a short time."

Qi Yao smiled again, very happy and gentle.

"Master...man, can...hug...hug...me...?"

As if all his strength had been exhausted, the fatigue and pain between Qi Yao's brows made people feel pity and a little painful in his heart.

Gently holding Qi Yao into his arms, Bing Chen was extremely careful, his spiritual power was constantly circulating, and he was slowly nourishing Qi Yao's body with his own blood.

Nestling in Bing Chen's arms, Qi Yao felt so at ease, so happy, so warm, and so peaceful. He forgot about the severe pain everywhere in his body and just wanted to enjoy this last beautiful moment.

After waiting for a while, Qi Yao said: "Master, I am so reluctant to leave you. I don't want to leave you. I want to stay with you all the time. I want..."

Two lines of tears fell from the corners of Qi Yao's eyes again, and a few strands of tears oozed from the eyes of the girls again. Even Bing Chen's tears welled up and they could not restrain themselves from flowing down slowly.

"Take good care of yourself, and I will always let you stay with me from now on." Bing Chen said with a trembling voice.

There was a smile on his face, but no one noticed the struggling look in Qi Yao's eyes.

"Lord...man, I...like...like...you, so...like..."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Yao slowly closed his eyes. Nestling in Bing Chen's arms, the remaining vitality faded away, and the remaining breath completely disappeared.

"Yaoyao!"

Bingchen drank softly.

"Yaoyao! Yaoyao!"

Everyone squatted beside the operating table, all looking panicked.

Holding Qi Yao's wrist, Bing Chen's eyes instantly turned red. He crazily instilled vitality into himself, but at this moment, he was completely silent and could not get any response.

"No, no, Yaoyao, wake up, Yaoyao!"

Two lines of tears fell down, and Bing Chen cried out.

On the side, several women were sobbing uncontrollably. The hands caressing Qi Yao's body kept trembling, and the same spiritual power was injected into her body.

"Master, Master!"

"Master, please, save Yaoyao!" Bing Chen called out in his heart.

In his mind, he heard Lan Youmeng sigh, and then the scene suddenly changed, and Bing Chen came to a land of ice and snow.

In the vast expanse of snow, there is no limit and no end.

This place is very familiar to Bing Chen. It is the world of consciousness that he came to when he was about to die last time.

The difference is that at this time, there is a crimson lotus platform in the snow. There is a lot of blood around the lotus platform, and the flying snow makes a detour on its own without touching the boundary.

Lan Youmeng is sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, her beautiful appearance is vivid and vivid.

After a few steps to the edge of the lotus platform, Bingchen looked nervous and said quickly: "Master, save Yaoyao, save her!"

Slowly opening his eyes, his beautiful eyes were deep and charming, and Bing Chen looked slightly distracted.

Lan Youmeng shook her head slightly and sighed softly: "The muscles and veins are severed, and there is nothing I can do now. If I want to save that girl, I have to find the Jie Xuhua or the Jie Xu Dan to have a chance of survival."

Sitting on the ground, Bing Chen looked dejected.

After a moment of silence, a look of struggle flashed in Bingchen's eyes, but soon he made up his mind, lying on the lotus platform, looking at Lan Youmeng, staring at her with pleading eyes and saying: "Master, help me protect Yaoyao."
Chapter completed!