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Shen Jueming automatically blocked Nangong Yi's existence. In his heart, Yue Liusu was the most important person.

"Xiao Yue'Er, rest well." Shen Jueming gently held Yue Liusu up horizontally. In his arms, she seemed so light that he couldn't even feel her weight.

With one hand, he gently pushed her bangs away from his ears.

Seeing her pale white face, Shen Jueming's heart felt as if it was ruthlessly grabbed by someone. It was so painful that he found it hard to breathe, and he had come out a little earlier.

"Who are you!?" Let her go! " Nangong Yi bellowed, his eyes full of vigilance of Shen Jueming, the man's Spirit Qi that was being released was too dangerous, even if it was him, he had to muster up the courage to shout.

Shen Jueming slowly raised his head upon hearing her voice, and looked towards Nangong Yi's direction.

He had seen him.

That time, it was he who "touched" his Xiao Yue'Er's hand.

Shen Jueming squinted his eyes and retracted a dangerous aura. Under the pressure from all directions, he managed to grab Nangong Yi's lifeline in an instant!

"Ah …" Impressively, a wail came out of Nangong Yi's mouth. He held his neck with both hands, as if his life veins were being held, making him unable to breathe! His eyes were wide open, filled with shock and fear! In front of his eyes, he seemed to have seen the moment of his death from Shen Jueming's eyes.

A dangerous aura was constantly being emitted in the air!

However, he saw the shadow of death in Shen Jueming's eyes!

He, was quite dangerous …

"God, Absolute … Nether …" In his warm and wide embrace, Yue Liusu suddenly woke up from the pain. That pain was almost instantaneous! Then he would wake her up from her slumber!

So painful, so painful … It was as if someone was tearing at her wound, unable to stop.

Yue Liusu's beautiful face twisted in pain as cold sweat covered her forehead!

Ah!" A painful cry was heard from Yue Liusu's throat! Her two hands tightly gripped on Absolute God's robe. Her mind was very clear, and that kind of pain was very, very deep.

"Xiao Yue'Er …" In an instant! The pressure Shen Jueming had exerted on his body loosened, his arms tightly wrapped around Yue Liusu's body. His figure flashed, and disappeared from the spot.

The current Nangong Yi was like a fish out of water, he powerlessly lay on the wheelchair as he took deep breaths of the air, his entire body was drenched and he was in a sorry state.

At the same time, Shen Jueming had already brought Yue Liusu into the cave. It was very spacious inside, with a wave of his hand, a marten bed appeared.

He gently placed Yue Liusu on top. At this time, Yue Liusu was in so much pain that he almost fainted, but every time he was just right awakened by the pain.

"Ah, Shen Jueming … "I …" Yue Liusu's teeth were chattering and the pleasure he felt was about to torture her to death!

She felt as if thousands of needles were stabbing into the wound on her collarbone. It was so painful, so painful …

The wound was torn and stitched again, and then it felt torn again, alive with pain.

"Xiao Yue'Er, I'm here, I'm here, where's the pain? "Where does it hurt?" Shen Jueming's worried expression could not help it, and her burning heart was also tightly tied up.

Yue Liusu suddenly pulled down the sleeves on her shoulders. Everything in front of her shocked her!

Those white bones were dripping with blood, and that bone-deep wound had been torn apart right in front of her eyes! And then remold!