"Zixuan!"
Li Lingyun didn't expect Zixuan to suddenly rush over and block in front of him, and he immediately embraced her tightly.
"Senior sister, you..."
Chang Yuan couldn't fathom that Zixuan would willingly die for Li Lingyun?
Zixuan wiped the blood off the corner of her mouth and forced a smile at Chang Yuan.
"Junior brother, I know you've always liked me and taken care of me, and I'm very grateful. Let this sword end the feelings between us, from now on, we owe each other nothing!"
Hearing Zixuan's cold and heartless words, Chang Yuan was nearly driven mad.
He only wanted a chance to prove himself, not such a cruel outcome.
"Senior sister!"
"Stop, don't come over!"
Chang Yuan just wanted to step forward but was stopped by Li Lingyun's words.
At this moment, Chang Yuan was like a child who had done something wrong, completely at a loss. He furiously pulled his own hair, so hard that it was bloody. He hoped to reduce his inner guilt through such self-destructive means.
