"Puh..."
Lian Zun's heart was hit by this brilliant finger light, and a beautiful blood flower immediately appeared on her pristine celestial robe.
"Ah Lian, I... I am damnable, I wronged you..." Master Hongjun realized, flashed over, and held Lian Zun's body, heartbroken with grief.
"To... take disaster for you... I... I'm very willing..." Lian Zun's mouth was bleeding, but her eyes showed no sadness.
To take disaster for her beloved, to her, was truly willing.
But the more Lian Zun said so, the more guilty Master Hongjun felt.
He was a man, and always emotionally reserved. Though he harbored feelings for Lian Zun, he could never speak them out.
And Lian Zun's persistent affection and selfless help always made him feel as warm as spring.
