Chapter 750 Bloody Peony (2)
Yang Churuo's eyes were blank, and the temperature on his body dropped bit by bit.

She has heard this sentence too many times.

She tried her best...but...the reality forced her to accept it.

As long as she still has a little strength, she will crawl back, but now, she finds it difficult to breathe.

"Bang..." Feng Ling couldn't stand still, Yang Churuo's body was thrown out again, rolled down from the height, and finally stopped on a small mound outside.

Yang Churuo's body collided with Feng Ling, almost breaking his bones.

Feng Ling frowned in pain, and reached out to touch Yang Churuo's painful bones. Looking at the scorching sun above his head, he felt that there were many double images stacked together in front of him, his eyes were a little loose, and it was so difficult to even raise his head.

He had seldom felt this powerless in his life.

After many years, he finally experienced it again.

But he still didn't believe it, he didn't believe he would fall like this.

As long as he hasn't made the old man's life worse than death, he won't fall.

As long as he hasn't avenged his mother and concubine, he won't fall down either.

Feng Ling took a few deep breaths, gritted his teeth, and wanted to get up. After trying several times, he still couldn't get up, and was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

He no longer knew how many days he hadn't eaten a morsel of grain, and he didn't know how much blood he had lost in these days. Now he couldn't gather any strength.

Swallowing his parched throat, he wanted to take a sip of water, only to realize that he didn't even have saliva.

Feng Ling tilted his head and looked to the side with his eyes. At this look, Feng Ling's heart suddenly suffocated, his pupils shrank, and his spirit was raised, staring blankly into the distance.

What it is?
Basin-shaped low-lying, there is a pool of clear and shining lake water under the low-lying?
Fengling can be vaguely seen, and the lake water is as clear as a mirror, which can clearly reflect the blue sky and white clouds.

lake... lake water... sand lake...

Is it hallucination?He also began to hallucinate.

Feng Ling closed his eyes sourly.

Once hallucinations appear, it means that the god of death is waving at them.

Feng Ling gritted his teeth, opened his eyes, and found that the clear lake water was still there.

Feng Ling shook his head, trying to see the scene in front of him clearly.Tried several times, it was still a pool of clear lake water.

Feng Ling thought for a moment that his hallucinations were serious, but soon he discovered that it was not an illusion at all, it was real.

As soon as he thought it was real, Feng Ling didn't know where the strength came from. He sat up halfway, opened his eyes wide and looked down. That basin-shaped pool of sparkling water was exactly the place in the desert. A pool of holy water?

Thinking that the water was real, Feng Ling's heartbeat quickened, a trace of ecstasy flashed across his indifferent face, and he shook Yang Churuo's body, "We found the water, look, there is water there, I'll take you to drink it .”

Yang Churuo was drowsy, when he heard the water, he opened his eyes conditionally, and soon he didn't believe what Fengling said, until Fengling struggled to help her up and walked downhill, Yang Churuo saw Pan water source for more than a month.

Although the lake is not big, even pitifully small, it is as clear as the most holy god in the world.

Yang Churuo also came alive.

Encountering water in the desert is like a drowning person, grabbing the last straw can save their lives.

Yang Churuo suddenly gained strength, staggered down with Feng Ling's support, desperately wanting to drink water.

Ever since she came out of Lanling Terrace, she had never been so eager for water.

(End of this chapter)

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