"Luoluo!"
Minos clutched Sang Luo's upper body, staring intently at the woman in his arms. She wasn't breathing!
His eyes instantly turned red with panic, and tears streamed down his face. His hand transformed into a beastly claw over his own chest, ready to draw his Life-Essence Blood for her to consume.
"Wait," Fei Yuan said, his brows furrowed tightly. He grasped her other hand. "Luo'er's pulse hasn't stopped."
Her body had just entered a mysterious state of suspended animation.
Sang Luo didn't know where she was. It felt like she was in a vast, chaotic darkness, but also like she had arrived in a garden bursting with flowers. She was sitting on a lounge chair by a stone path. The bright scent of flowers filled the air, and warm sunlight cascaded over her. It was a beautiful day without a single cloud in the sky.
She looked up toward a spot not far in front of her.
