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By the time Zhenyong approached the Palace of the Ghost Country, he had no time to enter through the main entrance...

Although he can't even read his own mind at close range like a witch, Zhenyong who has mastered Yang Dun can also obtain a person's approximate location and situation through the perception of vitality...

But now, Zhenyong can hardly sense Maitreya's vitality at all.

The breath of life, which is worse than the candle in the wind, seems to disappear at any time, as long as a gust of night wind blows, everything will disappear... Zhenyong can no longer wait any longer.

Inherently, sometimes the restraining quilt is unfolded in the body, and it only took a moment for the anxious Zhenyong to chase the looming aura and gallop towards the strange palace!

Triple speed... quadruple speed!Five times faster! !

The more I push my abilities, the more I feel the slowness of my actions... I want to hurry up, and I want to go faster because I know that the woman may have been waiting for too long, and I have been late for too long...

The scenery around him collapsed like a gust of wind, and the vaguely flashing figure had already made it difficult for ordinary people to see clearly.

As if it was just the mischievous breeze blowing around the window lattice, the window with the fragrance of ancient wood has been gently pushed open by someone...

In a blink of an eye, Zhenyong finally stood beside the witch...

The haggard and sick face has long lost the holiness in the impression, but the dying woman still seems to be stubbornly maintaining the dignity of a witch. She pursed her mouth, and her faint breathing gradually subsided...

...

Eye sockets quickly turned red.

Zhenyong grabbed her palm, and recklessly injected his own vitality into her body.

Mu Dun has already been studied to the extreme by Zhenyong, and the use of energy is even more majestic and unbelievable after mastering his own two kinds of fairy arts!

But at this moment, that terrifying vitality frantically flooded into the witch's body like a flood that had opened its gates!

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Gradually, the dry and dull hair began to regain its former bright color, and the slender eyelashes also began to tremble slightly...

effective!effective! ! !

Regardless!Whether it is out of the heart or out of guilt, at least at this moment, Maitreya's safety is above all else!In order to bring back this woman who is still wandering in the gate of hell, Zhenyong doesn't mind pouring out the vitality in his body!

A certain kind of warm energy began to flow from his fingers, and then gently flowed into her veins - the eyes that had been unable to open were gradually restored to clarity, and the world that had gradually fallen into silence, at this moment, there was a certain sound. A man's sob...

Zhenyong tried his best to suppress his tears—a man never flicks his tears, but it's just not the time to be sad.

As long as it is a person of flesh and blood, how can it be possible to be as strong as steel forever?Everyone has the most vulnerable side, but for Zhenyong, this lack of love almost makes him desperate.

...

"Hold on...you hold on!"

All in one go!

Maitreya's current situation has long since had no room for turning around - the vitality in his body is almost cut off, if the treatment this time can't be effective, I'm afraid even if the immortal is resurrected, it will be useless.

...and now the reason why Maitreya is able to wake up...compared with healing, it is actually more similar to returning light - the injection of simple life energy can indeed have the effect of renewing life, but this is like a special medicine, if it is simply used This drug will soon produce antibodies... After all, this does not come from its own vitality.

What Zhenyong has to do is to find the root of Maitreya's disease before then, and then use Yang Dun's ability to directly recreate it... Only in this way can the witches be truly cured.

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But soon, Zhenyong frowned...

"You shouldn't have come."

The woman was crying, and her voice was rarely vulnerable and sobbing.

"Don't talk, wait until I cure you."

The witch shook her head, with tears and deep helplessness in her eyes

"It's useless...my injury is not due to physical reasons..."

Not for physical reasons?

After perceiving the situation in the witch's body, Zhenyong did not notice any diseased organs... Rather, all the organs in the witch's body are normal... It's like she is aging naturally and then going to death...

"what is the problem?"

Maitreya didn't want to say more, but under Zhenyong's anxious gaze, he could only shake his head helplessly, and held Zhenyong's palm back with a little force--very warm temperature, to have such memories before dying, It seems that there is nothing to regret.

"Take care of Shion..."

"do not talk…"

The witch's eyes closed again, but this time, her face was a little more serene...as if she really had no regrets.

"Stay with me..."

Perhaps, this is the first and last time that Maitreya acted like a baby to others... This man who was just meeting by chance, but tied to him due to various accidents... Not only because of Ziyuan, maybe, I really like him.

"You can't die."

Zhen stretched out his other hand weakly, and quietly wrapped her in his arms.

"I owe you too much, you can't die... you hold on..."

On the other hand, the weak Miko curled up her mouth, she calmly leaned on the man's chest, and then spoke in an almost mischievous tone—life, at this moment, showed something greater than its existence itself.

"I'm running out of time...but that's not what I want to hear."

Zhenyong was taken aback for a moment, and then tears finally rushed out of his eyes!He hugged the beautiful woman in his arms tightly!

"I love you!!"

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Yes, from this moment, from now on, I love you... just hope you give me the time to love you.

The weak palm lightly patted Zhenyong's back, and the woman's voice was so gentle.

"I forgive you...I never blamed you."

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The most tender words...the deepest torment—you don't blame me...forgive me...but how do you ask me to forgive myself?How could you let Ziyuan lose her only mother like this!

Tears were still running freely on his face, but Zhenyong's eyes revealed some kind of decisive emotion!

"do not worry!"

He said almost literally

"I will save you!"