Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

Baili Liumo's big hands covered her hands, touching his face, smiling, shaking her head, and tears couldn't stop falling. He opened his mouth and said what he wanted to say. There was severe pain in his chest. The signs of life were slowly lost from his body. He understood that his last time was also exhausted. Looking at her anxious face, he could not say a word of weakness, and fell slowly to the ground. Hitomi, it's a pity that I couldn't talk to you for the last time.

"Limo! Limo!" Leng Yetong was caught off guard by this scene, and the person with flustered movements would get out of bed to see his condition, but one did not stand firmly, and the whole person fell to the ground. She barely supported herself. Sitting down beside him, he was panicked as he watched his blood-red white coat on his chest.

"Limo, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" She was crying and wanted to use spiritual power to help him heal the wound, but because of the torture, the spiritual power in her body had not recovered, there was no spiritual power, she only He could cover his wound with his hands, thinking that he would not bleed again and would not leave her.

Baili Momo barely raised his hand to help her wipe away the tears, but when the hand was lifted into the air, he fell sharply, and Tonger, although unwilling, said goodbye.

"Limo !!!! Limo !!!" Leng Yetong called his name in horror over and over again, and tears fell down. At this moment, she felt that the whole world had collapsed. Why are you willing to leave me alone?

"Bang!" When she was at a loss, Beichen Moxuan and Qing Yan rushed into the room. Beichen Moxuan didn't talk much. She tore off the clothes of Baili Momo and put a piece of unknown what it was. The colorful light stuffed into his chest, and then Qing Yan Yun started to inject the Nu Wa stone into his body. As the Nu Wa stone entered his body, the wound on his chest disappeared and his face changed. Looking better, a weak breath proved that he was still alive.

"Hoo, I'm okay to catch up." After completing a series of actions, Beichen Moxuan wiped the cold sweat on his head, reached out and supported Qing Yan, who almost fell and had a bad look on his face, and breathed a sigh of relief. Looking down at the unconscious Baili Momo, he moved him to bed.

"Mo Xuan, what's wrong with him?" Leng Yetong shook out his hand and tentatively tested his breath. He was relieved after confirming that he was still breathing, and looked back at Bei Chen Mo Xuan, dull. I asked.

"He gave his heart to save you." Looking at her little face with tears, Beichen Moxuan felt a pain in her heart, took a deep breath, and told her the whole story.

"It's a fool, a fool!" After listening to Beichen Moxuan's narration, Leng Yetong cried again, looking at the pale Baimo Momo with a sting in her heart.

"I left a piece of his heart. Nuo Shi has the power to regenerate. Although I don't know if I can regenerate the heart, but only a dead horse can be used as a living horse doctor." Beichen Moxuan said quietly, "Now It seems that this method works, but he won't wake up until the heart is fully regenerated. I don't know how long this process will take. "

"It doesn't matter, how long I'll wait, this time I'm waiting for you to change." Leng Ye Hitong ran along the messed hair in front of Baili Momo, a smile on his lips, fool, this time I wait for you No matter how long, I will wait for you to wake up.