"Qingtai!"
Ye Mo's eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly shouted loudly. With a fierce grasp, he pulled Liu Qingtai into his arms.
"Why are you so foolish!"
Ye Mo said, his eyes reddened.
"To die for you, I am willing. If only I had met you earlier!"
Liu Qingtai's voice trembled lightly, her face pale and colorless, as if using the last ounce of her strength to utter her final words.
"Dying in your arms, how nice!"
Liu Qingtai's face bore a faint smile as she slowly closed her eyes.
"Haha, Ye Mo, I thought you'd have some great ability, daring to come alone to my Southern Spirit Sect, and now you need a woman to protect you. But don't worry, you're the next to die."
Li Shenfeng knew that Ye Mo couldn't possibly block his Ghost God Descending.
"Die!"
