She used her spiritual power again, and the hairpin in her hand bloomed with light.
The look of Lu Fan sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed appeared in her eyes again.
But this time, she saw it more clearly.
The injuries on Lu Fan's body were far more serious than they looked in the flash of lightning just now!
She barely found a piece of intact skin on Lu Fan's body!
Lu Fan's body seemed to have been broken into pieces... I don't know what was still left in his body, trying hard to maintain his broken body into a complete appearance.
Blood flowed desperately along the countless wounds.
Even his eyes, nose, and ears were still bleeding out.
It was tragic and full of terror.
"Lu Fan, Lu Fan..."
Dongfang Yanran's eyes suddenly turned red, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch Lu Fan's body.
But before their fingers even touched, the hairpin on the other hand vibrated suddenly, as if to warn her not to do this.
"How could it be like this? How could it be like this?"
Dongfang Yanran's voice was filled with tears, and tears fell down her cheeks.
Her delicate body was trembling desperately, tears forming a thread. She reached out several times to touch Lu Fan, but was interrupted by the hairpin in her other hand.
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
Mobilize all your spiritual energy to sense whether the man in front of you still has vitality in his body.
Even just a little bit.
Just a little bit is enough.
Soon, she felt a surprise.
Although Lu Fan's body was shattered into pieces, he could not feel any movement of true energy in and around his body.
But she actually heard Lu Fan's heartbeat in the sea of consciousness!
A weak heartbeat, beat, beat, slowly.
Just like an old man who is dying, at the last moment of his life, he still works hard to live and complete the final task of beating his heart.