“Wake up, Sword Saint Rao, now is not the ti for you to sleep!”
The Mountains and Seas Converge had been shattered, and Rao Yaoyao fell, her thoughts in complete disarray. She could not even control herself and was on the verge of crashing into the Fallen Abyss.
Yu Lingdi, on the other hand, had recovered from the state of near exhaustion after being thrown by Situ Yongren and had regained his breath.
He was able to act again and rushed to catch Rao Yaoyao in his arms, preventing the tragedy of the Sword Saint from being smashed into a broken corpse.
In his embrace, though, there was no ti to feel the warmth.
In Yu Lingdi’s eyes, this broken and bloodied figure was no longer the “Number One Sword Maiden” of the Supre Beauty List, but just a dying person.
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