Although Hu Xinyue was held in Jiang Hao's arms and shielded beneath him, she had already been badly injured. Struck again by the heavenly lightning, she spat out another mouthful of blood all over Jiang Hao, then immediately lost consciousness.
The two of them hit the ground with a thud. Jiang Hao had been burned into something like a charred wooden post, while Hu Xinyue lay unconscious atop him.
The tribulation clouds in the sky seemed to have completed their task and finally dispersed, vanishing in the blink of an eye. The sun emerged once more, sunlight spilling over the mountain forest as though nothing had happened.
In the woods, two bodies lay amid weeds and fallen leaves, their fates unknown.
After an unknown amount of time, Little Fox slowly woke. Opening her eyes, she found that it was already night. A full moon hung high in the sky, bathing the forest in silvery white light. She looked at Young Master Jiang beneath her. His body was covered in charred black burns, and there was not the slightest trace of life in him.
"Young Master Jiang, Young Master Jiang~~!"
Tears streamed down Hu Xinyue's face as she forcefully shook Jiang Hao's body. She knew that he had ended up like this entirely because of her.
She felt for his breath. There was none.
She checked his pulse. There was not the slightest sign of a heartbeat.
Finally, she sent spiritual power into him to investigate. At last, she sensed a strand of spiritual power still moving within Jiang Hao's Dantian, though it was extremely faint.
Hu Xinyue was immediately overjoyed.
He wasn't dead!
Wiping away her tears, she thought that she absolutely had to save Young Master Jiang.
But how?
Puff~~!
Hu Xinyue spat out her inner core. It was