Tang Jiaren felt that Yang Diao Diao let go of her hand.

That moment was like a knife, cutting the connection between her and Yang Diao Diao.

That kind of panic, that kind of helplessness, that kind of fear instantly wrapped her up, trying to swallow her. She struggled to break free, tearing away the facts that she couldn't accept, and didn't care about anything else, shouting Diao Diao's name and pouring blood into his mouth.

She is already in chaos.

I don't know if he will swallow it or whether her blood will work for him. She just wanted to save him with her life.

He is not allowed to die, he is absolutely not allowed to die!

He is the Yang Diao Diao who saves life and helps the wounded, he is the Yang Diao Diao who is a bad-mouthed person and kind-hearted person, he is her Yang Diao Diao.

Tang Jiaren poured blood into Gongyang Diao Diao's mouth like crazy, looking like she would never give up until she achieved her goal.

Yang Jinxi took out the silver needle and made her last effort.

If he has a little hope, he will save him!

Tang Buxiu looked at Tang Jiaren's bloody hand, frowned, but never said anything. His heart was bleeding, and he felt so painful. However, he knew that he could not stop it. The mushroom was raised by her, and he knew her very well. The Tang Sect lived in seclusion, and no one had given birth to a baby since he was born. There were old people in the Tang Sect, and he had never taught her the defense of men and women and the bullshit rules that all kinds of requirements for women, so that her feelings were pure and simple. She liked Yang Diao Diao, and no matter what kind of like, it was sincere. Sincerity, it deserves respect.

It was not that he was not jealous, but that his feelings for mushrooms were so complicated that they couldn't figure it out, and so simple that he just wanted to spoil her. He allowed her to contact other men within a certain range, but did not allow anyone to occupy his position in her heart.

Tang Buxiu was so heartbroken when he saw Tang Jiaren so crazy. For a moment, he felt relieved. If she died one day, she would have so many people who care about her, so she would not have had the final fusion with the Molian Holy Fruit.

Yang Jinxi stabbed Yang Diao Diao with one needle. Yang Long Vision pushed his strong internal force into Yang Diao Diao's body, but there was no improvement at all.

Blood flowed out of Yang Diao Diao's mouth, not at all into his body.

Tang Buxiu finally couldn't stand it. Tang Jiaren, who was still trying to feed blood, said: Enough.

Tang Jiaren shook her head, shook her head tremblingly, and said: No, it's not enough, Diao Diao has not woken up yet, she is not enough to hold her bloody hand, and she has to fill her blood into Gongyang Diao Diao's mouth.

Tang Buxiu's eyes sank, he raised his voice and shouted: Enough!

Tang Buxiu never yelled at Tang Jiaren. This roar made Tang Jiaren froze for a moment, but he recovered from his calmness, but he stubbornly refused to stop.

Tang Buxiu pulled the person up and stared at her eyes and said: "A man is dead, do you understand what it means?"

Tang Jiaren shook her head and said: No, Diao Diao will not die. He saved so many people, how stupid he is. Look, if I give him more blood, he will live.

Tang Buxiu carried Tang Jiaren into his arms.

Tang Jiaren opened her big eyes and did not let her tears fall. She said: "Go down, wouldn't it be better if I merged earlier? In this way, I can save the person I want to save, right? In this way, my heart will not have to hurt so much, right?

Tang Buxiu said: Unless I die, you are not allowed to merge.

Tang Jiaren said: You must live well, otherwise I will merge, and I will merge. Tears fall, one after another.

Yi Duolian hugged Yang Diao Diao's body and wailed in pain, like a wounded mother beast.

Tang Buxiu let go of Tang Jiaren and said: Go and see him off for the last journey.

Tang Jiaren walked towards Gongyang Diao Diao.

Yi Duolian stood up and gave the position to Tang Jiaren. Because she knew that Yang Diao Diao wanted to hug Tang Jiaren. As a mother, she wanted to fulfill his last wish.

Tang Jiaren stroked Gongyang Diao Diao's face with her blood-stained hands. Tears fell down, and finally became in tears. She simply lay on him and cried loudly.

Tears slid along Yang Diao Diao's neck into the collar, warm and hot.

It took a long time before she stopped crying, sat up, muttering hoarsely: No matter what you say you are happy to meet, it is a lie. She glared at Yang Diao Diao with hatred. If you are still like this in your next life, don’t come to meet me. I don’t want to see you! I suddenly thought of something and started pushing Yang Diao Diao’s body hard, Zhuo Landa! Zhuo Landa! Aren’t you very powerful?! You wake up! You bastard! You wake up!

When Yi Duolian heard Tang Jiaren's name Zhuo Landa, her eyes lit up, igniting the fire of hope. But then she thought, death was like a lamp extinguishing, neither Yang Diao Diao nor Zhuo Landa could change this fact. The hope in her eyes slowly faded, and finally turned into a ball of dead ashes, leaving only the abyss of lament.

Tang Jiaren really hates her! She hates her incompetence! She hates Yang Diao Diao's weakness! She hates Zhuo Landa as a waste! She hates her so much that she beats Yang Diao's chest hard!

Yang Diao Diao was so thin that she was skinny that she was left with bones. When she hit her like this, her bones made a sound of overwhelming pressure, and it almost broke!

Yi Duolian's breathing was suffocated and he wanted to stop it, but his mouth opened but he couldn't say a word.

Tang Jiaren was unhappy and beat Gong Yang Diao Diao's chest again.

It is difficult to stop Tang Jiaren, who is able to abuse the body so blatantly, is definitely the number one person in the world.

Tang Jiaren beat her three times in a row and then felt a little better.

However, this kind of good feeling is only relative.

She shrank into the bed, hugged her legs, and started crying silently again.

I don’t know how long it took, but a voice said weakly: You hit me, and you still cry?

Tang Jiaren thought she had auditory hallucinations, but she refused to let go of any hope. She raised her eyelashes full of tears, moved her eyes little by little, and looked at Yang Diao Diao.

Yang Diao Diao looked at her with a weak look, and with a little joke, he tried hard to say: Do you still want to fight?

Tang Jiaren was blessed to her heart and said in surprise: Zhuo Landa?!

Zhuolanda smiled.

He woke up because she was calling him Zhuolanda. He would not tell her that he was an undesired existence and had long been tired of this body that had to bear the pain. If it weren't for a breath, why would he have to hold on until now?

Tang Jiaren's shouting, accompanied by severe chest pain, came into his soul. He hesitated. If it weren't for this, he would have disappeared with the waste. Whether it was revenge or determination, it would be just a dream.

If you are not here in this life, what can you do in the next life?

It turned out that he had been expecting that some people longed for his life, and some people would be excited and joyful for his breathing.
Chapter completed!