Chapter 1118

Qiulan felt very cold, from head to foot, chilly to the bone.

He desperately presses the wound on Jingzhao's body, but there is blood coming out of his palm all the time, which moistens his clothes and burns Qiulan's eyes.

The most beautiful young man lay quietly in his arms.

The pulse gradually weakened and was almost impossible to catch. Qiulan was flustered in her heart.

Can't die, he won't let Jingzhao die!

What to do, what to do

He's useless. Qiulan's heart is filled with endless desolation and sadness, and the picture when she first meets Jingzhao suddenly appears in her mind——

Dazzling red, all over the injury. He tugged at Jingzhao's clothes like he was holding the only light in the bottomless abyss.

This young man, who is incomparable in Rong Hua, likes to make him blush and smile to see him at a loss.

But he always held a long sword in his hand and protected himself firmly.

"Scholar, just follow me."

"Don't be afraid. I'm here."

"I won't let anything happen to you. That's my promise to you. It's just you. It's just you. "

"Scholar, scholar..."

A voice, a sentence, like Wutong autumn rain, falling to the dawn.

Qiulan squeezed Jingzhao's hand and gritted her teeth: "Jingzhao, do you hear me? I won't let you die."

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Slightly wet wind swept the corner of the brow, Gongsun Jin stood at the entrance of the cave, looked into the yard: "Qiulan childe is still in it?"

Qian Yi skimmed the corner of his mouth and said, "yes."

"It's been more than half a month," Gongsun Jin shook her head helplessly. "Jingzhao hasn't got any sign of waking up yet. Can't he wake up one day and Qiulan doesn't come out one day?"

Speaking of Jingzhao, Qianyi also has a bitter smile.

Gongsun Jin gently shook the folding fan and sighed.

The second prince's power was completely annihilated, the demon kingdom was calmed, and Jianzong withdrew.

Everything was restored to peace, only the man in the room was still asleep.

It's a sunny day, brilliant and beautiful, just like when they saw Qiulan carrying Jingzhao step by step more than ten days ago.

The warm light clearly illuminated their figures, and their blood dripped down the corners of their clothes and penetrated into the land.

Gongsun Jin had never seen Jingzhao so embarrassed and fragile.

Pale face without blood, slender eyelashes slightly down, pale lips are tightly closed, very quiet, very cold.

It's like sinking into a boundless dream and never waking up.

Gongsun Jin suddenly trembled.

The delicate scholar, with his blood on his back, came to them step by step.

"Save him." Qiulan grabs Gongsun Jin's clothes and says it in a hurry. Then she faints in exhaustion.

Gongsun Jin was a little at a loss, and then hurriedly put them in the yard.

When Qiulan woke up, he asked: "what happened?"

Many of the things Jing Zhao did were hidden from them. He put everything in his heart and carried it down by himself.

The scholar, who had always been wearing a gentle smile, looked down at Jing Zhao in a coma and said simply: "he was surrounded. When I went back, it was like this."

"Go back?" Gongsun Jin eyebrows in surprise.

Sipping her lips, Qiulan finally gently mentioned the corner of her mouth, but her smile was somewhat astringent and sarcastic: "he said that I would only drag him down if I stayed, let me go."

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