Queen is reborn

Chapter 343 Seven Star Illusion [5]

With the blood lamp burning, Qianmo Qingcheng began to search for the entrances of the seven spaces one by one.

He usually looks calm and calm, but now he is extremely anxious. He is afraid that if he is a step slower, Luo Xue will encounter greater danger.

Yun Luoxue bent slightly, half squatted in the mist, with her head in her arms, crying and shaking her head vigorously, she doesn't want this kind of thing to happen, don't...
The inner struggle made Yun Luoxue feel inexplicably out of breath.

She was not usually a person who couldn't hold back her tears, so why did she cry so hoarsely today?
She didn't know, it was because the sad aura in the mist had passed through the skin and entered her heart, covering her in an atmosphere of pain and sorrow.

She had no choice but to cry heartily. She couldn't take it anymore, so she clenched her fists fiercely, her nails sank into her palms, and blood dripped out.

But this still couldn't stop her from crying, and couldn't stop her inner heaviness and struggle.

"what--"

Yun Luoxue raised her head, a mournful roar pierced through the mist, and wandered in the quiet and deserted space for a long time.

Her face was covered with tears, and her messy hair stuck to her ears, making her look extremely distressed.

Clenching her fist tightly, Yun Luoxue was about to hit the ground with her fist.

She really couldn't stand the torture of this struggle.

Maybe just a little physical pain can relieve her from this inner torment.

Seeing that the slender five-fingered fist was about to smash into the ground.

A figure suddenly appeared, and the next moment, Yun Luoxue was leaned into a warm embrace.

"Luoxue."

The words "Qianmo Qingcheng" are like the most beautiful voice in the world, with deep distress and fear of losing.

Yun Luoxue raised her eyes, still crying, she suddenly threw herself into his chest, tightly wrapped around Qianmo Qingcheng's neck, and hugged him, "Qingcheng, Qingcheng"

She didn't know what to say, she could only call his name over and over again.

Qianmo Qingcheng caressed her back and coaxed softly: "It's okay, it's okay"

While speaking, Qianmo Qingcheng patted Yun Luoxue's hand and sent a wave of spiritual power towards her back.

Yun Luoxue instantly felt that the big stone in her heart had been removed, and she felt a lot more relaxed.

Wiping the tears from her face, Yun Luoxue was a little dazed.

Why are you crying so much?She still remembered what she saw, but why she felt so tired from crying, just now, she just felt so depressed.

Qianmo Qingcheng wiped away the tears on her face, and smiled slightly, with some comforting power: "The aura of sorrow and pain is blessed in the mist, which will slowly torture people's hearts and make people fall into the abyss of pain."

His face was a little pale, but he only cared about Yun Luoxue's safety.

Yun Luoxue nodded belatedly, raised her pretty face, and saw Qianmo Qingcheng's slightly pale face, "Why is your face so pale, what happened?"

Qianmo Qingcheng helped Yun Luoxue up, and hugged her horizontally. In order to prevent Yun Luoxue from disappearing inexplicably again, he still felt that holding her would make him feel more at ease.

Hearing Yun Luoxue's worried words, he just smiled lightly, as naturally as a spring breeze blowing willows: "It's okay, um, I was afraid that something would happen to you, I was scared."

Yun Luoxue was startled. Is this explanation true?

She nestled in Qianmo Qingcheng's arms, feeling extremely at ease and contented.

Looking sideways at his face, he couldn't help frowning again and thinking, is this really the case?
Why did she feel that this was a waste of too much spiritual power or energy and blood?
(End of this chapter)