Chapter 197 (1/2)

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at 14th of May 2019 03:45:04 PM

Chapter 197: 197

Meng Fuyao's palm blocked the sword's blade fir the blade as it flowed onto the wound on Zhangsun Wuji's backTheir blood wasthe earth

Meng Fuyao's expression reers around the tip of the sword, intending to snap the bladeHowever, the sword see Fuyao's hand slipped, resulting in another flesh-splitting wound

She roared in anguish and lunged forward, wanting to hit the sith her own shoulder and push the blade out of Zhangsun Wuji's back

However, Zhangsun Wuji suddenly reached out and pulled her behind hisword embedded in his back sink even deeper as fresh blood spurted out, dyeing his lavender robes a deep purpleTai Yan's hand tresun Wuji had already grabbed his sleeve

Upon grabbing his sleeve, his robes instantly hardened and lashed out heavily onto the blade of the sword, causing strange shockwavesTai Yan's hand slackened, and she involuntarily let go of the swordIsword, and with a wave of his hand, the sword shone brightly as though it were lightning and, not targeting her, fleards a nearby pond

Tai Yan flipped in the air, rushi+ng to retrieve the sword bestowed to her by her ainst a rock by the pond and rebounded, suddenly shooting towards her with greater speedTai Yan hastily evaded it and reached out to grab the shen suddenly, her body stopped er had already tapped between her eyebrows

His hand was stained with blood, and he left a deep red fingerprint between her eyebrows,Tai Yan's plump and flushed face look like Sudhana, the kind child GodHowever, her expression was anything but kind, frightening even, as she glared at the finger in shock, screeching, ”You dare to use the forbidden technique onone's memories, the Heaven Reversal Point can also leave a persun Wuji stared at her dispassionately, his expression calm as he watched Tai Yan's face instantly turn ashenHe flicked a finger against her and said, ”I think this is thepunishment for you!”

Tai Yan tumbled backward onto the fallen bamboo leaves as she frantically rubbed at the mark on her forehead to no availThe brilliant redextre to her eyes as she sta Fuyao couldn't care less about her and rushed forward like the wind, holding onto Zhangsun Wuji and feeling his body in a blind panic”How are you, how are you…”

She felt Zhangsun Wuji's back, her hands stained red with blood, shocking her to the point where her voice changed as she tore at her own clothes with tre hands to tie up his woundsHowever, her hand treed, she couldn't tear the fabricFeeling Zhangsun Wuji's body slacken slightly, she hurriedly settled hisun Wuji suddenly reached out a hand and stopped her

His palhtly cold and daentleness as it pulled Meng Fuyao's treing tears to her eyes as it dripped on his hand, ers and touched her eyes only to realize that her face was already filled with tears

This knowledge s would betray one's willpowerNo ainst it, she would still cry when it was supposed to hurtShe stared at her own tears nuushed out as she sobbed openly and loudly onto Zhangsun Wuji's chest

”It's my fault, it's my fault… I don't knohat came over s… It was my fault… Hit ainst the wound, searching desperately for the Ajuga grassthose precious pills into Zhangsun Wuji's h it was stabbing her heart to the point where she was filled with scars, and those scars suddenly began to bleed as it enveloped her heart, causing her heart to beat even faster and tumultuously until she alsun Wuji chuckled lightly as he lay in her eh he were tasting the saltiness of her tearsHe reached out again and stroked her hair, closing his eyes wearily as he said, ”Let me sleep for a while…”

True to his word, he fell into a peaceful sleep, and Meng Fuyao gazed intently at his pallid face and the long lashes on his closed eyelidsSuddenly, her heart felt as though it were hit by a war carriage'He, he, he, he wouldn't have died, right?'

With tresun Wuji's pulse and actually couldn't locate it several ti itShe silently spat out the breath she had been holding and suddenly felt at a loss, unsure what she should do

Several guards rushed over and tried to carry Zhangsun Wuji, but by then she had recovered her wits and pushed the, ”Let sun Wuji and Meng Fuyao had entered the cold war period

Actually, to describe it in that as not very accurate; er had the face to see Zhangsun Wuji, so the two of the each other

Every day, she lay on the roof drinking her sorroay, singing nonsensical songs to thedown fro off several tiles—Zhangsun Wuji was still recovering fro Yue and Yun Hen were busy tending to hisun Wuji's beloved pet noring her existence