Chapter 457

Delicate facial features, white as creamy skin.

Jinglan has never seen such a beautiful face, or he will never see a face more beautiful than this.

He seemed to sink into such beauty, forgetting who he was and where he was.

Time, freeze here

But the lips like stamens suddenly opened, spewed out a stream of blood, splashed on his face, and made him suddenly recover.

The woman in front of him was dying. She lay soft on him and seemed unconscious.

He held out his hand, hugged her and felt a warm blood.

Trembling and opening his mouth, the voice stuck in his throat finally burst out.

"Master... Master!!!"

The shrill and panic roar seemed to shake the whole world.

At night, the lights on the whole mountain were bright, and most of the disciples were cleaning up the mess at the foot of the mountain.

Only Jing Lan sat outside the bedroom covered with blood. His thin body was trembling slightly.

At this time, the door was opened and the headmaster went out.

He immediately stood up and said, "how's my master?"

The headmaster's face was not too dignified. "Fortunately, it was a memory beast. It seemed fierce attack, but it didn't mix any mana, so it couldn't hurt the immortal's yuan God."

Jinglan didn't understand, and hurriedly asked, "is she okay?"

"No life is in danger, just in a coma." The headmaster looked at Jing Lan with a sigh of relief and said, "if Shuijun had a set of methods to subdue the spirit beast, she would have been able to deal with the memory beast easily. If she hadn't saved you, she wouldn't be injured and lie in it now."

This remark suddenly made Jing Lan's heart filled with surging chagrin and guilt.

He didn't know how she would get hurt if it wasn't for saving him.

After the leader left, he couldn't wait to enter the bedroom. When he saw the beautiful shadow lying on the bed, his pace slowed down again.

His legs were as heavy as lead.

Maybe it's because I'm afraid of bothering her, or because I have no face to appear in front of her again.

But he could not help but slowly approached her.

Her face was veiled again, but her weakness could still be seen from her eyebrows.

Jinglan suddenly remembered the face she had seen before. It was so beautiful that it was soul stirring.

The sight of her flying on him lingered in his mind.

He unconsciously took her cold hand.

After hesitating for a long time, he said awkwardly, "you... Wake up quickly. I know I'm sorry for you today. If you wake up... If you wake up... "

He seemed to be making a difficult choice. He stopped talking for a long time before continuing to say, "if you wake up... I'll be your disciple, listen to your teaching, and promise not to cause trouble again, and I won't sing against you again! You let me go east, I will never go west, you let me shout one, I will never shout two! So you... "

Before he had finished his heroic words, he was interrupted by a woman's feeble laughter.

He raised his head and saw Zhen Xi. He didn't know when he had opened his clear eyes and was looking at him calmly.

Under the veil, there was a faint smile.

"I'm awake. You just said it, but you're serious?"

The woman asked weakly.

Jinglan didn't expect that she would hear it. She suddenly blushed.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I... I always keep my word!"

Zhen Xi's eyes gradually floated a smile.

It seemed that he was embarrassed to be stared at by her. He impatiently urged, "go to sleep, which is conducive to the healing of the wound!"

Then, he added softly, "I'm here with you."