The fierce flames burned, the air filled with the smell of scorching, the man slightly raised his head, as if all his strength had been exhausted.
He seemed to sense something and turned his head.
The dark red blood flowed down his forehead, dividing his handsome and noble features, as he gazed at Lu Xiaoyou, and Lu Xiaoyou's gaze fell on the man's chest.
His chest clothes were torn beyond recognition, his left chest was a bloody mess.
That injury, she had caused it.
The man raised his hand, Lu Xiaoyou saw him reach out, five fingers digging into his chest, he forcibly dug out his heart.
The blood-drenched heart was vividly beating in his palm, thick blood, due to the pull of gravity, fell from the back of his hand, along the edge of his palm, extending downwards, leaving a long, long trace...
He stretched out his arm, offering the heart in front of Lu Xiaoyou.
"Don't be angry, I'll give you my heart..."
