The random system to save the male supporting role

Chapter 73 I Didn't Protect You Well (4)
The system prompts, enter the spirit world story No. 80 - the enchantment of the ghost building in the southern suburbs!

It was only then that she discovered that she had been so happy during this period of time, and Wickham's cultivation was already capable of inspiring new plots.

The enchantment of the ghost building in the southern suburbs.That's right, isn't it the ghost building in the southern suburbs that we're going to tonight?

She remembered that in this passage, Weihan Yaoling quarreled with the tail soldiers and broke into the ghost building in the southern suburbs. To save Yaoling, Weihan was seriously injured, Gojuro came to rescue them, and brought them home safely.Yes, the plot fits well, even with the addition of their wrong missions, the plot is still correct.after that.

Later, Yaoling begged Juro to save Weihan, but Juro absorbed the demonic energy and was seriously injured!

"No!" Lin Xiaoman suddenly realized and sat up straight, Shiro.She even forgot that Juro's first calamity was here!
She had to save him, she had to go!
In a panic, she rolled out of bed, not caring that her head was still dizzy, she just collected herself, and ran towards Shiro's house without stopping.

"The demonic energy in his body has penetrated into his heart and spleen. He will definitely be possessed by a demon, or his soul will be scattered." Juro checked Weihan's injury and came to such a conclusion.

"No, it can't be." Yaoling, who had regained her consciousness, fell into a burst of sadness again. She lay on the bedside, holding Weihan's hand tightly with both hands, and burst into tears, sobbing, "Weihan, Weihan, wake up. .Whew. You can’t.”

Seeing her crying so sadly, Shiro's heart wrinkled tightly, he patted Yao Ling's shoulder lightly, and called softly, "Little Ling."

"There is a way, there must be a way." Yaoling cried for a long time, then suddenly turned her head to Shiro, and knelt down in front of him, crying loudly, "Wahahah——help him, save him, Juro, please."

"Xiao Ling, what are you doing?" Shiro quickly bent down and helped her up, and sat on the bed, seeing her heartbroken, he felt extremely uncomfortable! "Little Ling, don't do this."

"My father said that anyone above the general level can absorb demonic energy." Yao Ling cried hoarsely, and hurriedly grabbed his arm with both hands, begging, "Please, Juro, please You save him. From now on, I will obediently obey your words, go to school obediently, study obediently, and obey my father to marry you. Please save him. Please.”

Yao Ling grew up under the watchful eye of Juro, her existence is like a relative to him!He couldn't bear her crying like this, couldn't bear her heartbroken, and couldn't bear her begging.Even though he knew that if he absorbed the magic energy, the magic energy would bite him back, but he had nothing to say.

Facing her tearful eyes, he smiled bitterly and made up his mind, "I see."

"En, en." Yao Ling finally burst into a smile, and quickly got up to make room for Juro so that he could cast spells.

Seeing her rare smile gave him a little comfort.Moving closer to Wickham's side, he made ten postures with his hands, and finally formed a collecting pattern. In a moment, a lot of aura was released from his palms, and the aura entered the salvo and Wickham's wound to make up for it, while the demonic energy was captured by him. A little absorbed.

Wickham's injury is serious, which means that Juro's consumption is also very high.

After absorbing it for half an hour, he finally retracted his palm. At this time, Wei Han's face had already returned to blood, but his face was indeed as white as a sheet of paper.

"Okay." He gasped softly.

As soon as the words fell, Yao Ling threw herself anxiously in front of Wei Han, happily holding Wei Han's hand, and whispered to him, "Wei Han, Wei Han, that's great."

Seeing her happy appearance, he also calmed down and said softly, "I'll go back to my room to recuperate first." Then he backed away silently.

Fearing that she would discover his injury, he braced himself and tried to walk as steadily as possible.

Until he returned to the room and closed the door, he finally couldn't help but clutched his chest tightly and leaned against the door, with layers of sweat dripping from his forehead, his sword eyebrows were raised in pain, and the devilish energy was scurrying through his body , Devouring his heart and spleen at an extremely fast speed, but he has no aura to defend.All his aura was lost to Wickham.

At this time, Lin Xiaoman hurried over in a hurry, and coincidentally, the first thing he saw was his painful look, "Juro!"

Her heart was suffocated, and a Shunbu quickly flashed to his side, her hands subconsciously wrapped around his body, supporting his precarious body, she raised her eyes to look at him distressedly, tears were already circling in her spiritual eyes, The thin lips were slightly parted, trembling, unable to say a word for a long time, "You, you."

He was tall, so he was supported by her petite body, but he was helpless.

He lowered his eyes and met her little face that was on the verge of collapse but was still holding back, his heart felt as if hit hard by a big rock, it clicked, and it hurt.

"Hmm—" The demonic energy in his body surged, and he closed his eyes, moaned in pain, his legs went limp, and he lay limp in her arms.

He felt her hands trembling, her body trembling, she was feeling sorry for him, she didn't make a sound, but she was suppressing her emotions, she was so strong, he couldn't make her worry so much, he couldn't make her so sad .

Firm in this belief, he braced himself half up, panting with difficulty, looked at her firmly, and tried to comfort her, "I'm fine. Really."

However, even his body did not allow him to say such words, and before he finished speaking, he couldn't bear it anymore and spit out a mouthful of black blood with a "vomit--".

"No." She exclaimed in distress, tightened her hands, and quickly hugged him back into her arms.

At this moment, her face was already full of tears, her piercing eyes gushed out hot tears wildly, she couldn't help but cry, she could only hold back howling, the hand holding him was tightening constantly, A small hand has already cupped his side face, stroking it gently, as if treating a treasure, taking care of it with care.

Lin Xiaoman was very angry, very angry.

Not angry at Weihan, not angry at Yaoling, not angry at him, but most angry at herself. Why couldn't she get the timing right? Why was she late? Why did she keep saying she wanted to protect him, but she still let him get hurt like this? Why, why She can be so stupid!

"I." She sobbed, "I'm sorry." Her little hand twitched, "I didn't protect you well."

Not well protected.

As soon as these words came out, Juro's heart ached tightly, and she always regarded protecting him as her greatest mission.

Lin Xiaoman, she knows everything about him, she works hard to protect everything about him, she takes his life as her own, this woman, this woman from another world, this patron saint who fell from the sky, how old he must be to meet her Lucky.

He was also trembling, breathing lightly, stretched out his hand, and gently held her trembling hand. He wanted to hold it tightly but had no strength, but this was enough.

At this moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, evoking a warm arc, and he called softly, "Xiao Man."

(End of this chapter)