The world in his eyes turned into continuous scrolls, passing by his eyes like a lightning speed, like a train running on the high-speed rail, as if it was within reach, but it could not be reached. Gradually, there seemed to be a little more conspicuous blood red in his eyes, like a thin layer of red gauze, and everything was covered with a hint of red. The whole world suddenly turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the blood waves spread rapidly in his eyes. Suddenly, a stinging sensation of fire came from his eyes, as if a sharp sword was inserted straight into her eyes, causing her to close her eyes. A stream of liquid with a hot flow came out of her eye sockets and gradually flowed down. A sharp wind rolled, and the liquid flew into the sky. I don’t know where it flew, but there was only a trace left, hanging in the air, depicting a sad and beautiful scroll.

At this moment, Jing Yuxiang was like a weak reed, wandering lightly in the air, like a aimless wanderer, not sure where her target was. Her whole body was already infected by blood, and the hazy mist covered her flawless face that had been cut with countless marks.

Her whole body had no support and just fell straight down. The powerful speed rubbed against the air, making a rustling sound. The originally light air suddenly turned into a king, tightly wrapping Jingyuxiang, causing her descent to slowly decrease. Despite this, her falling speed was still dazzling. It was as if a meteor fell to the ground, but it did not emit a dazzling light. The long, smooth black hair was also burning into a raging flame in the friction with the air, leaving only a short piece of black hair that evaporated the burnt smell. The originally perfect face had been destroyed a lot now, and how could she see the original beauty.

"Cough cough!!" He couldn't help coughing out a large mouthful of blood, his body kept twitching, Jing Yuxiang showed a miserable smile, closed her eyes and focused, and quietly waited for the arrival of death.

Suddenly, Jing Yuxiang, who was descent rapidly, felt the whirring wind sound in her ears suddenly stop, and the steady decline was greatly lower than before. Jing Yuxiang's calm breathing gradually became heavy, and there was a heavy and warm feeling around her waist, turning into a continuous support force to warm her spirit.

Trying to open my eyes, I felt the heart-wrenching pain spread to my brain. I closed my eyes tightly again, but the bitter smile on my face could not be concealed. It was a young man with a handsome face and a warm and gentle smile as sunny as the sun. He was looking at Jing Yuxiang in his arms blankly, as if he couldn't believe that everything was true: "What, why is this happening?!" There was inexplicable sorrow in his fear, and even his voice was a little hoarse. A slightly crying voice contained endless sorrow, and there was a sense of sorrow that he was severely injured.

The voice was so familiar that it was so familiar that it would be heard in my dreams every night. It was a stubborn boy and a diligent boy. No one knew the hard work he had put in behind those heavy honors that were so enviable and hated. He hadn't seen him for so many years, but he was still like that, confident, proud, not afraid of hardships, and always full of enthusiasm.

Not long ago, I saw him who was longing for him day and night, but I didn't dare to recognize him, because even if I recognize him, I would part again. It would be better not to meet him, so as not to cause other accidents. Unfortunately, the world did not meet others' wishes and finally met. In this case, even if I don't look in the mirror, I can guess the ugliness on my face. The wounds will rot and erode for a while, turning into terrifying scars across the railings, just like curved earthworms, hideous and terrifying. Do you still have the nerve to continue to live like this?! Do you still have the face to face the person you love?!

When he thought of this, Jing Yuxiang's body trembled violently, as if the cat with his tail was stepped on, twisting his waist desperately to get rid of Azhi's arms. Azhi did not let go, but hugged Jing Yuxiang tightly, hugged her in her arms, and said delicately: "Don't move, your eyes are still bleeding!"

"No! No!" Jing Yuxiang in Azhi's arms did not listen to Azhi's words at all, and wanted to escape desperately, as if his arms were an endless demon cave, and he did not want to stay in quietly. As for Jing Yuxiang who was crawling outside, Azhi stretched out his hand and bent his arms and pulled Jing Yuxiang back again: "Xiang, do you believe me?"

I don’t know if it was the intimate name “Ka” or a somewhat angry voice, Shizumika was finally stunned, gave up struggling, lay quietly in Azhi’s arms, and whispered: “There is only you in this world who I can believe.”

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Azhi's big hand touched the skin without wounds and gently slid along the edge of the scar. "In fact, the wound is not big. As long as you don't exercise vigorously, you won't leave scars. With today's medical methods, it's still very easy to restore your face to its previous state, so don't care." After hearing Azhi's words, Jing Yuxiang's tense muscles instantly dropped half of them, and the trembling voices continued: "You, are you saying true?" Although I knew that there were many scars on my face, I had never seen them with my own eyes and there was still a trace of fantasy in my heart. Azhi successfully magnified this expectation countless times, making Jing Yuxiang believe that the scar on my face was just a small episode.

"Of course!" Azhi added with extraordinary certainty, "But you have to be obedient during this period and don't do too intense expression exercises. If the wound is damaged again, it will be more troublesome." Jing Yuka nodded fiercely to express her understanding, but then her face was gloomy again, and she shook her head with her lips pursed.

"What's wrong?"

There was no response, and he still shook his head without saying a word.

Azhi looked at his eyes with bleeding tears and comforted him, "Don't worry, your eyes will not be blind. Now you really can't see it. Then, I am your eyes!"

Azhi's determination must have completely defeated the last unsolvable diaphragm in Jingyuxiang's heart. Tears surged out again, pounced on Azhi's arms and burst into tears. After all, she was just a 17-year-old girl. After this great disaster, it would be great that she had not become withdrawn and weird. If you still force her to be as demanding as someone who is fine, it would be too demanding. Azhi hugged her into her arms and gave her the greatest warmth with her hot chest.

"Okay, OK, stop crying, let's go home, we'll go home." Constantly comforting the heartbroken Jing Yuka, Azhi knew that after this cry, her mental state would return to normal. "If I cry again, if I touch the wound, I can't do anything at that time."

After hearing Azhi's words, Shizuki Kazu hurriedly stopped her tears, wiped her weak hands on her cheeks, and then fell asleep deeply. Too much blood loss and sudden changes in her mood, it was a big and small miracle to be able to persevere until now. Azhi gently carried her on her shoulders and ordered the Kuanglong under her feet to fly towards Tokugawa's Issues, but her eyes were filled with anger.
Chapter completed!