When Mu Shiyang heard the speech, he held her body tightly.

And the people outside the carriage and those close to them heard Liu Su's words.

Can't live?

Aoqing heard here, the corners of his mouth slightly hook.

People who should have died 15 years ago have been living for a long time.

Dead or not, it's really over.

"Liu Su, what are you talking about? I won't let her die. " Feng Mo Chen heard that the devil would die, and his mood became a little excited. When he looked at Liusu's medicine box, he had a dagger and took it.

With a scratch, he cut his wrist, and then handed the blood to Liu Su: "take the bottle, I will save her, no matter how much I pay."

Then the blood on the wrist overflowed.

Seeing this mu, Liu Su gathered his eyes, but he saw something in Feng Mo Chen's eyes. Then he seemed to understand something. He immediately took out a white jade bottle from the medicine box and took her blood.

"Even if you do this, it's useless. In order to make you die, I'll let you witness it." Liu Su said calmly while receiving blood.

"Even so, I'll make a bet." Feng Mo Chen grins two times. She looks at Mo Yao's astonished gaze and says with a smile, "because I've been lucky. Master, you will be fine. "

"Drink your blood, can you live Mu Shiyang looks at Liu Su feeding Feng Mo Chen's blood to Mo Yaoyao. His eyes seem to be expecting something.

He knew in his heart that the wound of moyaoyao could not be better. The sword had penetrated her body. The wound was so ferocious and deep.

But he couldn't watch her die in his arms like this.

After Feng Mo Chen put the blood, she was about to take the bandage, but someone had already taken the bandage to stop the bleeding.

It's night off.

But she didn't have the heart to take care of him.

But looking at Mu Shiyang, he said, "I don't know. I can only see her willpower."

She has already done what she should do. As for the result, she really dares not gamble. She is afraid that she will lose.

Mo Yaoyao didn't refuse to drink the blood. After drinking the blood from the porcelain bottle, he didn't get better. Instead, he turned pale and weaker.

Cough.

The chest wound hurt so much that she coughed. When she coughed, the chest wound split again, and even the bandage was soaked with blood.

"Yao Yao." Mu Shiyang saw that she coughed so badly. It seemed that drinking the blood had no effect. He could only lift her up. He wanted to use his internal power to keep her alive.

"Mu Shiyang, that's enough. You've delivered too much internal power. That's enough. I don't need it. Please don't waste your internal power any more."

Mo Yaoyao was not as obedient as he began to be, but he shook his head and refused to do so.

"No, I hurt you. Even if I exhaust all my internal power, I will save you. I won't allow you to die. You have already died once. I won't let you die again." Mu Shiyang still insists on giving her internal power, saying that her eyes are red.

It's all men who don't shed tears easily.

At this moment, he shed tears.

"I should have died fifteen years ago. Don't you think I'm dead? Don't forget, you have a wife and a daughter. "

Wife, daughter?

Hearing this, Mu Shiyang was frozen.

Lift eyes to see toward carriage outside, see Mu Qing, Ao Qing stand outside, is a moment not instantaneous of looking at oneself.

"I don't hate you anymore, really..." Mo Yaoyao leaned in his arms and said every word weakly: "it seems that everything has become so unreal. What I pursue... What I long for... Is just a dream..."

With these words, moyao slowly closed his eyes, and the fingers holding the mattress loosened slightly.