The first goddess of pride

But Mu Xianning has almost forgotten that this is the emotion a normal girl should have. However, the environment she lives in, even this basic emotion is a luxury, so that apart from being indifferent emotionally, she is blank.

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Wherever Jun Ruoshui went, a river of blood flowed under his feet, and Yin Hong's blood stained everything around him.

He took steps repeatedly, each step was like a sure thing. Even if his strength gradually passed away with the loss of blood, he did not flinch at all.

Step by step, he approached Luo, who was tied up with Mu Xianning. The red wounds on his face were shocking, and there were bloodstains all the way behind him.

Only one step away from her, he seemed to be relieved and stretched out his hand. The wounds on his body were so severe that they were almost exposed and the blood was gurgling.

But he still raised his head and smiled at her, "I'm coming."

At that moment, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped and bound by a stream of heat. The sourness and warmth hidden under the coldness burst out in an instant. Her warm eyes suddenly became hazy.

An unfamiliar saltiness flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

A drop of starlight slipped down and landed on his palm. His face was a little pale and tired at the moment. The whipping still made his body tremble constantly. His whole body was stiff as if it was wound up, and he endured tremendous pain.

But the moment her tears fell on his palm.

The pain in his heart made him almost forget all the scars, and he was filled with confusion and distress, "Don't cry." He could bear everything, but now, he couldn't watch her cry.

He lowered his head slightly and took the tears in his palm into his mouth. The salty taste spread out and became his motivation.

Mu Xianning was hung on the Luo in mid-air, and Jun Ruoshui held the corner of the Luo with difficulty.

For a moment, a bone-eroding warmth made his hand so painful that he could not move, but he did not flinch.

Mu Xianning was in such tremendous pain and was already sweating profusely. How could she not know what Jun Ruoshui was facing?

On one side was Luo's torture, on the other side was the whipping of light and shadow. He endured far more than she did.

"Why, why on earth is this?" She doesn't understand? She has never been paid like this by anyone, and she doesn't understand the feeling at all, why it is so bitter.

Why is he so insistent? Why must he save her?

"Because, I love you, you are my woman." He said firmly, with a clear look in his eyes.

She is his woman, and he must not let her continue to be hurt.

She had never cried before, but now she had no time to be shocked and tried hard to endure the pain that was almost wiping out her soul. She stared at him with tears streaming down her face.

I have never cried in my two lives, and I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to stop crying. Only Mu Xianning knew the bitterness in this.

What he gave shocked her so much. She had always been selfish, so she thought that love was also selfish, that love could be traded and that selfishness was mutually beneficial. But now she was wrong. The selflessness he showed made her fearful and frightened. In the end

But it was warm and felt sour.

"The emperor is against the sky!" Jun Ruoshui grabbed the huge one with both hands and tried to gather the maximum strength into it.

The whole thing shook for a while, but it didn’t work!

"It's exactly what I thought." Jun Ruoshui murmured in embarrassment. After arriving in this space, the two of them were like helpless teenagers, because in this place, all magic seemed to be ineffective.

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