After a messy attack, she began to cover her head in pain, with an impulse, as if she could stop the huge pain by knocking her head out.
Everyone saw her holding a sword with one hand, as if in pain. They didn't know what had happened. At this moment, Yu Mo's face was pale, blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth, her eyes were red, and her eyebrows were frowning in pain. She looked ferocious and weird, which made the onlookers tremble and kept retreating.
Xifeng also realized that something was wrong with her. Although Yu Mo was scared at this moment, he mustered up the courage to run up. The guards couldn't stop him. He didn't know where the courage came from now on squatted in front of her. "Yu Mo, are you injured?"
"It's okay, I, I will protect you!" He stretched out his hand and wanted to take her into his arms.
She suddenly raised her head, grabbed her neck, and her blood-red eyes stared at him fiercely. There was a blood-red and blood-red front of her. She couldn't see who the person in front of her was, nor could she hear what they were saying. She just took action instinctively.
"I, I, cough cough... I'm Xifeng! Wake up!" Xifeng was strangled, but kept shaking her arm. She had saved him several times, and he didn't believe she would hurt him!
She seemed to hear the voice of a boy, very familiar. The blood in her eyes gradually disappeared in a moment of hesitation... but it revived in an instant, and she threw him out.
What did she do?
What's wrong with her? Did she almost kill Xifeng?
At the moment of Qingming Festival, she threw out the stream wind and began to run wildly.
She was like a whirlwind, rushing around the bustling streets.
At some point, the sound of a jade flute was slowly played in my ears, like a breeze blowing from a distant time and space, blowing through her consciousness of being burned by a raging fire.
The low rhythm is gentle and ethereal, circling and turning, like a wisp of refreshing gossip, dancing and shaking in the air, ethereal and low, making people feel calm.
The gentle rhythm was getting closer and closer, and it was behind her. Her consciousness had gradually recovered. The blood in her eyes gradually became brighter and redder, as if she was still resisting. The sound of the flute stopped abruptly. Shang Yesu spread his arms and successfully hugged her in his arms, lowered his head, and held her lips with domineering but gentleness...
A pure and powerful spiritual power penetrated into her body through her lips. The pure spiritual power instantly merged into her limbs and bones. The last trace of dark red in her eyes was swallowed and disappeared...
But he was still constantly rushing into spiritual power for her. She had already awakened completely. The emperor's handsome face was enlarged in front of her. Her face was like a jade crown, her skin was like a ceramic, her sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and her beauty was extraordinary...
He closed his eyes, and therefore disappeared from the indifference and lonely coldness in his eyes. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, but there was a faint sweetness on his face. It was the first time that she saw such an emperor. He would get angry, frown, gentle, and doting. He actually had so many emotions!
It seems that this is the real life...
Wait... How could she describe the Emperor as sweet and doting? Sin! The beauty is right, it seems that she is thinking about it again!
While she was in a daze, time passed quickly between the two of them. Only then did Yu Mo realize that they were getting too close...
Brush!! Her face turned red in disarray. She struggled, but found that his other hand was pressing against the back of her head and could not move at all.
She was held with his lips and said, "Mmm... Emperor..." She was fine. If he continued to cross this way, his spiritual power would be almost sucked away by her.