Ren Yingying, standing nearby, was startled and hurriedly pulled Yilin aside. "Don't worry, Song Lang will save him. Don't make such vows carelessly."
Yilin shook her head. "As long as Brother Linghu is safe, what does losing twenty years of my life matter?"
Seeing the tears brimming in her eyes, Ren Yingying was left speechless. After a long while, she let out a faint sigh. Love was the thing most likely to wound people.
Song Qingshu's expression, however, turned strange. Had this little nun forgotten that Tian Boguang was seriously injured too? And he had even exposed his own shameful secret for her sake...
But there had never been any fairness in matters of the heart. He could only sympathize with Tian Boguang.
In the end, Ren Yingying used the excuse that they might disturb the treatment to pull Yilin outside. The moment she heard it might affect Linghu Chong's recovery, Yilin did not hesitate in the slightest.
Song Qingshu finally calmed himself and circulated his energy to dissolve the Ice True Qi within the two men. Several hours later, he withdrew the hand pressed against Tian Boguang's back. Though both men were severely injured, Tian Boguang only appeared worse because his inner strength was too weak. Zuo Lengchan's attack on him could not compare to the one he had used against Linghu Chong.
That strike against Linghu Chong had been a carefully plotted, long-prepared thunderous blow. Wary of Linghu Chong's swordsmanship, Zuo Lengchan had aimed to kill the instant he gained the upper hand. Had Linghu Chong not cultivated the Yijin Jing, and had he not forced him back with the Nine Swords of Dugu at the critical moment, he would have died long ago.
Tian Boguang slowly opened his eyes. "Thank you, prince Qi, for saving my life."