The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

As the blood lost, Mu Qianxi's face became paler and paler, but her determined gaze did not waver at all.

The blood dripping from her wrist stung his eyes, and he was so anxious that he almost went crazy. He rushed to the edge of the formation and tried to stop her, but he was violently knocked back by the talisman light. His heart felt like it was torn open, and he coughed up blood again.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted with all his might: "Mu Qianxi, you will die! Get out of here right now! Do you hear me?"

Leng Che ignored the pain in his body and stood up with difficulty. He tried to break through the talisman formation again and again, but each time he was shaken back to the center by the strong talisman light. He didn't know how many times he had vomited blood, and his sweatshirt had long been stained blood red.

The Sun-Transforming Lamp burned her blood, emitting a dazzling white light. The light was continuously transferred into the body of that person, which meant that her life span was being transferred.

Mu Qianxi's face became increasingly uglier, and fatigue gradually set in. Her eyelids felt heavy, as if they would close at any moment.

She finally turned her head to look at him, smiling as usual, but that smile was already somewhat forced and pale. Her lips moved slightly, and the voice she spoke became weak: "Leng Che, believe me, there will be salvation."

Leng Che suddenly understood something, and his red eyes stared at her tightly, his throat was dry as if blocked by something. He took a deep breath, and even his breathing became unusually heavy. When he spoke, his voice was also very deep, and if he listened carefully, it was even slightly trembling. He asked her distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Qianxi nodded, and answered him with the last bit of strength she had, her voice full of grievance: "It hurts..."

He didn't expect that she would risk her life in exchange for the hope of both of them surviving.

Leng Che's hands, which were hanging on both sides of his legs, had unconsciously clenched into fists, and his knuckles had turned slightly white due to excessive force. He was anxious and uneasy, and almost collapsed. For the first time, he desperately hoped that time would pass faster...

Mu Qianxi's breathing became increasingly difficult, and her body began to sway. Finally, she could no longer support herself, lost her balance, and collapsed to the ground.

"Mu Qianxi!" Leng Che cried out in surprise. He was usually calm, but now he was so worried that his shoulders couldn't help but tremble. He didn't know when he started to care so much about her safety. Seeing her injured, he was so scared that he was going crazy; and watching her walk towards death step by step, the fear and despair made him collapse.

Her breath was so weak that it was almost gone. She used her last bit of strength to keep her eyelids open as if they weighed a thousand pounds.

In her blurred vision, Mu Qianxi saw herself in the real world being played on the TV. In the picture, her face was as pale as paper, but the wound on her wrist was bright red and glaring. She was pushed to the emergency room by a group of doctors. On the way to the emergency room, many people and things flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern, like a fast-flowing dream, and she clearly saw that the last ray of afterglow reflected in the corridor window disappeared below the horizon.

It’s finally dark…

The exhaustion in her body surged up like a tide, ruthlessly devouring her remaining consciousness. She could no longer hold on, her eyes slowly closed, and she fell completely into darkness, just like the setting sun...

After the man absorbed the life span from the turning lamp, his appearance became younger, and in the end he looked only about twenty years old.

Touching the silky smooth skin on her face, she laughed triumphantly: "Little girl, you are so foolish. You think I will really let you go if I exchange your life for yours. Let me tell you, I want both of your lives."

With a greedy and malicious light in her eyes, she cast a spell again to restart the illusion, but found that no matter how she cast the spell, the illusion was like a stop button was pressed and could not collapse any further. She was shocked and her face turned livid in an instant.

"She is not stupid." A cold voice sounded, like the soul-demanding voice floating from the deepest part of hell.