Luo Ling shouted loudly, but he could not make half a note, so he could only watch Yuwen Haoyu get farther and farther away from him, and his figure became blurry.
However, the sudden stinging pain from her abdomen made her suddenly wake up.
She lowered her head and saw her belly. She suddenly had a long sword inserted, which looked very familiar.
She often saw Yuwen Haoyu wiping it with love and told her that this was his coming-of-age ceremony. The father gave him the best swordsman in the world. It was the only one in the world.
He liked it so much.
Luo Ling was stunned and looked at the master of the sword incredibly. At that moment, she really hoped that she was dazzled and misread. No, how could Yuwen Haoyu hurt him? It's impossible,
It was impossible, there must be hallucinations, but the huge pain and the blood that gradually dyed the clothes red told her that this was not an hallucination, but it was real.
"Yu...you..."
When the sword that was unique in the world was pulled out from her body, she seemed to have been pulled out of all her strength, knelt in front of him, and fell on the cold floor, with disbelief in her eyes.
Yuwen Haoyu looked at the blood on the sword and suddenly came to his senses. Who did he kill just now? He felt that his hand holding Luo Ling was empty before. When he lowered his head, he saw the lying on the ground.
Luo Ling.
"Ling'er!"
He exclaimed and quickly helped her up. Seeing the dazzling blood that kept gushing out of her abdomen, he immediately realized what he had just done. His face was as dark as he moved her to his arms, tightly
Hold her.
"Ling'er, don't... Ling'er, I didn't mean it, I...I..."
Yuwen Haoyu didn't know how to explain it. Just as he pulled Luo Ling and was about to step out of the back door, he saw Xiling Jinli chasing him, holding a sharp sword in his hand, which was about to be detrimental to his Ling'er.
He raised his sword and met him, but why, why did he hurt her Ling'er...
"Yu, I'm so cold... Can you hug me..."
Luo Ling was nestled in his arms, trembling slightly. She felt it hurt so much. She saw Yuwen Haoyu's regretful eyes and the look of heartache to death, so she understood that it was not Yuwen Haoyu at all.
The original intention was that the sound of the flute just now, and there was something wrong with that sound of the flute. It was not what her Yuwen Haoyu wanted to do, so she didn't blame him, not at all.
"Ling'er... wake up, Ling'er... I'm going to take you home, okay? Ling'er..."
Yuwen Haoyu looked at Luo Ling who was gradually losing consciousness in his arms. His pupils were almost congested. No, his Ling'er would not leave her just like this. This is not true, no.
Xiling Jinyue stood aside and looked at them lightly, looking at them without any slight waves.
But suddenly, Yuwen Haoyu placed Luo Ling on the ground, picked up the long sword that he had left behind, and walked straight towards him.
Just as his long sword eye was watching him stab into his chest, another equally powerful sword body blocked his attack.
"Hey! Brother Wang, are you a fool? Didn't you see a sword stabbing over!"
Xiling Jinli almost had time to block Yuwen Haoyu. At this time, Yuwen Haoyu seemed to be crazy, and his move was fatal and fierce. Xiling Jinli almost couldn't stand it.