The crimson heart in Wang Weixun's palm continued to beat slowly—
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
Each beat made Mingjue feel as though his mind was splitting!
For a moment, he trembled all over, unable to utter a word.
And just at that moment, a sneaker-wearing foot flew across the air, striking Wang Weixun straight on his body with a "bang," causing him to roll aside completely. His joints remained stiff, and he didn't get up for quite a while.
At this point, Ye Shuwen, completely unsupported, buckled at the knees and was about to fall to the ground before Heqing swiftly reached out to grab her.
"Damn it!!!"
At this moment, she finally lost the poise of a reputed school's top student, shouting at Mingjue furiously: "What are you standing there for!"
"Save him!!!"
Mingjue's body shuddered, choking, and directly kneeled onto the ground.
With trembling hands, he snatched the blood-soaked Ye Shuwen back from Heqing's grasp: "Ye Shuwen, Ye Shuwen..."
