Baili Xia completely lost her strength at that moment, lying on the ground as Mu Xiaojiu barely managed to move her stiff wrists.
The girl in his line of sight closed her eyes after the exhaustion, and her head went crashing toward the ground.
His hand clenched tightly, not knowing where the strength came from, he suddenly sat up.
As she fell, he stretched out his long arm, hugged her to him, cushioning her body with his own as they both rolled among the pile of fallen leaves.
By the time Nangong Xu and Mu Xiaoyao arrived, what they saw was this chaotic, blood-stained scene.
The man's face, with great difficulty, regained a little color from the pitch black.
Bright red blood kept oozing from the girl's left wrist, and lying atop Mu Xiaojiu, she had completely passed out.
Nangong Xu was slightly stunned, then immediately stepped over and lifted the unconscious Baili Xia.