Chapter 692: I Won't...
It is less than a thousand miles, and Han Shanyue's usual footsteps are only a little more than an hour. In addition to the search time, it will not exceed two hours.
If he had arrived normally, she would not have fallen into Ye Qingluan's hands, and she would not have suffered such a severe crime...
"Xuemo, I'm sorry." He caressed the enveloping green light with his fingers, and his heart sank.
Ning Xuemo in the green light was like a frightened bird. As soon as his finger touched it, the mass of soul trembled slightly and shrank back into the corner.
She seems... afraid of him...
In other words, her current soul is afraid of any kind of touch...
Although Ning Xuemo's soul was moving, her mind was obviously not clear, she only relied on instinct to cry out for pain, avoiding all possible harm to her...
Regardless of whether the touching fingers were intended to hurt her or save her, she avoided them all... shrinking there like a ball.
She looks like this, it should not only be hurt by the whip...
Her soul was so twisted that it was the main reason why she lost consciousness in such pain.
But he couldn't force her to turn around at this time.
Now she is like a piece of porcelain that is full of cracks, a little more movement, maybe it will immediately crack into countless pieces, and it will never be assembled again!
Emperor Zun can't do anything to her now, the most is to nourish her soul with green light, so that her soul can be a little stronger.
If a soul wants to persevere, it needs the support of strong spiritual power and a belief in wanting to live.
But now Ning Xuemo didn't know whether it was the pain too much, or the real despair. She has no intention of rebirth, she is looking forward to a death...
"Xuemo, bear with it, I will cure you, and I won't make you hurt again..." No matter whether she could hear clearly, he passed the voice transmission: "Xuemo, it's okay, it's okay, you're not in danger anymore , no one will hurt you again..."
Emperor Zun sent voice over and over to comfort her.
Perhaps his sound transmission really worked, the trembling soul in the green barrier finally calmed down, and Emperor Zun took the opportunity to transmit some thoughts to strengthen her soul power into the barrier.
Slowly, she seemed to have sensed something, she became a little more conscious, and drifted closer to his side, Emperor Zun heard her hoarse whisper: "Han... Han Shanyue?"
The prolonged severe pain changed the tone of her voice, trembling slightly, like a little beast on the verge of death...
"It's me." Emperor Zun only spit out these two words lightly, looking at her with his eyes flickering slightly.
"You're late..." There seemed to be grievance in her voice, with a nasal tone.
She vaguely remembered those two hours of eager anticipation... from hope to despair...
"I'm sorry. I won't..." Emperor Zun could only say so, with remorse in his voice.
"In the future... I will rely on myself..." Her mind was half awake and half confused, her mind was very confused, she just subconsciously said whatever came to her mind: "I can't rely on anyone, I will rely on myself in the future..." This is The only thought that came to her mind when she was captured.
It was a very common sentence, but Emperor Zun felt as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart. He was speechless.
Maybe it was because her thinking was too intense, and there were a few more cracks in her soul, and the severe pain hit her again, and her body shivered into a ball: "Let me die... Han Shanyue, you are a bad person..."