Heavy Armor's strike carried no mystical energy; it was utterly plain and unremarkable.
Yet it was precisely this plain, unremarkable strike that proved fatal to Qin Jishi and White Dragon.
"Jishi!"
White Dragon instinctively held Qin Jishi tighter, yet a smile appeared on her face.
Perhaps, in her heart, she did not necessarily have to live. Being able to die together was good enough.
At least!
At least the road to the Yellow Springs would not be lonely.
Only, their child was pitiful.
"Bai... Bai... Urgh... Urgh..."
Qin Jishi planted both feet against the ground with all his strength, signaling for White Dragon to leave.
In such circumstances, even if it had been Qin Jishi himself, could he have abandoned her?
White Dragon hugged him even tighter, feeling the lingering warmth of his body.
"Jishi, do you know? Right now, I feel as though death is not so frightening after all."
"Is that so?"
No one knew whether she was comforting Qin Jishi or comforting herself.
At this very moment, perhaps their hearts resonated with one another, that resonance sending them rushing toward each other from both directions.
The howl of the wind echoed in their ears, mixed with furious roars.
The killing intent was not concealed in the slightest, and even the sky above gradually darkened.
Even in such a desperate situation, White Dragon's face still bore a smile.
"Si'er, your mother and father are sorry. We believe you will surely live well."
Heavy Armor had also exhausted everything in unleashing this attack. After the double strike, he would certainly fall into extreme weakness, perhaps even become an arrow at the end of its flight.
As for Mr. Wonderful Brush, he was no better off.
Put it this way!!
If he still possessed the strength to kill them, why