That delicate figure fell like a broken butterfly.
"Xiao Cui Hua!"
Necro's whole body shook, and he hurriedly held the severely injured female.
She lay weakly in his arms, a large hole torn open in her chest, the weapon piercing straight into her heart, blood seeping out and staining her entire garment red.
Necro's breath caught, his fingers trembling as they landed on her chest, wanting to pull out the weapon.
But the female spat out a mouthful of blood, weakly grabbing him with both hands, shaking her head, "No... it's useless... don't waste your strength..."
Necro watched this scene, his eyes growing redder.
The weapon had pierced her heart, and once it was removed, she would die instantly, beyond saving.
He felt the vitality leaving her body... no, he almost couldn't feel it anymore!
Had it not been for Xiao Cui Hua, this blow would have struck him.
She had taken the fatal hit for him.
