Dead!

The flame is burning.

Qin Feng held Nangong Yiren, bowed his head between her neck, and her hair lingered.

Nangong Yiren closed her eyes, long eyelashes trembled, slightly frowning, her face turned pale, looks like a serious injury.

His lips left the neck of the Nangong Yiren

The cut blood healed at an extremely fast speed and disappeared in a flash.

"Yiren, thank you."

Qin Feng looked at the Nangong Yiren who had already turned pale.

"No, don't say thank you to me..."

Although she doesn't know what happened, Nangong Yiren still smiled. Although she was very weak, she still wanted to present her best smile to Qin Feng.

In her opinion, as long as it can help him... It is worthy.

"I, I am so sleepy..."

"Go to sleep, wake up and everything will be fine."

"Ok… Ok…"

In the arms of Qin Feng, Nangong Yiren leaned on the shoulders of Qin Feng, and she calmly closed her eyes and fell asleep.