Chu Ran lifted his trembling hand of white jade, wanting to touch the face that was within reach, but ultimately, he could only helplessly lower it.
Zhou Yuan hurriedly took that hand and pressed it against his cheek, feeling the tenderness of his beloved.
He really wished time could stop forever.
"Having you is so wonderful!"
Chu Ran was tormented by severe pain, yet he stubbornly smiled and faced him, "Listen to me, go quickly..."
As his voice fell, those bright and beautiful eyes blinked once, then slowly closed.
"Ranran!"
Zhou Yuan cried out in anguish, his tears drenching his clothes, and he could clearly feel that Chu Ran's breathing was getting weaker and weaker.
He seemed to have gone mad, covering his palms with the spiritual energy from his dantian, desperately transferring it to the peerless beauty before him: "I won't let you leave me, no one can take you away from my life!"
"Not even the King of Hell!"
"Ah..."
He had collapsed!