It takes less than a thousand miles, with Han Shanyue’s usual journey only a little more than an hour.? Plus the time I searched for, it won’t take two hours.

If he had arrived normally, she would not have fallen into Ye Qingluan's hands and would not have suffered such a great crime...

"Xuemo, I'm sorry." His fingers gently stroked the cage of green light, and his heart tightened.

Ning Xuemo in the green light was like a frightened bird. As soon as his fingers touched it, the soul shook slightly and shrank into the corner.

She seemed... afraid of him...

Or, her current soul is afraid of any kind of touch...

Although Ning Xuemo's soul was moving, her mind was obviously not clear. She only used her instinct to cry out to avoid any possible harm to her...

Whether the touched fingers were about to hurt her or save her, she would avoid them... and she hid there like a ball.

She should not only be hurt by the torture whip...

Her soul was twisted so hard that it was the main reason for her loss of consciousness in such pain.

But he couldn't force her to turn it around at this time.

Now she is like a porcelain covered with cracks. If you make a little bigger, you may immediately crack into countless pieces and will never be assembled!

The Emperor could not do anything to her now. At most, he would use green light to nourish her soul and make her soul slightly stronger.

If a soul wants to persevere, it still needs strong spiritual support, and it requires a belief in living.

But now Ning Xuemo is not sure whether it is in pain or is she really desperate. She has no intention of living, and is full of hope for death...

"Xuemo, hold on, I will cure you and will not make you feel hurt..." No matter whether she could hear it clearly, he sent a message: "Xuemo, it's okay, it's okay, you're no danger, no one will hurt you again..."

The Emperor sent a message over and over again to comfort her.

Perhaps his voice transmission did work, and the soul that was trembling heavily in the green barrier finally calmed down slowly. The Emperor took the opportunity to transmit some thought power to the barrier that enhanced her soul power.

Slowly, she seemed to sense something, her mind was a little clear, and she floated closer to her side. The Emperor heard her mute whisper: "Han...Hanshanyue?"

The long-lasting severe pain made her voice change, with a slight trembling, like a little beast about to die...

"It's me." Emperor Zun only gently spit out these two words, and his eyes flashed slightly when he looked at her.

"You're late..." Her voice seemed to be aggrieved, with a nasal sound.

She trance remembered the eager hope of those two hours... from hope to despair...

"I'm sorry. I won't..." Emperor could only say this, with regret in his voice.

"From the future... I will rely on myself..." Her mind was half awake and half confused, and her mind was very confused. She just subconsciously said whatever she thought: "No one can rely on me, but I will rely on myself in the future..." This was the only thought that came to her mind when she was captured.

In a very ordinary sentence, the Emperor seemed to be stabbed in his heart. He couldn't speak.

Perhaps because of her thoughts too violently, there were a few more cracks on her soul, and the severe pain came again, and her body shivered: "Let me die... Han Shanyue, you are a bad person..."
Chapter completed!