Lifting his eyelids with difficulty, he could vaguely see the protruding veins on the back of Hongmao's hands and the dense beads of sweat on his forehead. His low voice came from above his head. Although the sound was subtle, it was decisive.
He said, I won't let go.
The dead trees on the cliff are crumbling.
Blue Rabbit's eyes suddenly condensed, and everything that was lingering in his heart suddenly settled.
Randomly, she let go of her tightly biting lower lip, tried her best to raise the corners of her mouth, and slowly opened a smile.
At this moment, Hongmao suddenly felt a cold light flash before his eyes, and the ice soul came out of its sheath! His body was shaken, and his back subconsciously tensed up. Before he could recover, he saw her holding the sword in her backhand and slashing towards the right hand that was tightly held by him with great determination!
Immediately, I felt a sudden lightness in my hand!
He stared down in great panic, watching her throw the antidote in her arms up the cliff with all her strength, watching the cold light reflected by the ice soul in her left hand, watching the steady flow of blood at the broken wrist of her right hand, watching her flying blue clothes sinking into the mist, watching the calmness, calmness and smile on her face, and watching... The right hand that was broken at the wrist level held tightly in the palm of his left hand.
He watched all of this happen in an instant, his whole body suspended in the wind, and he could only hear her soft and silent voice sinking into the void, following the sound of the wind and reaching his eardrums. She said, hold on tight.
Since you insist on not letting go... Then I'll do it.
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