The two fought for control.
Yet neither had expected Qiu'er to seize the opportunity and become the primary controller at the very last moment.
Mu Xuanheng and Gu Yuena had both assumed that Qiu'er could not control their trinity Martial Soul Fusion Skill. It turned out only that Qiu'er could control it for less time than they could.
At the instant the Class 9 fixed-installation soul-guided artillery shell exploded, Qiu'er bore the greatest damage.
The three separated, and Mu Xuanheng immediately scooped Qiu'er into his arms. "Qiu'er, Qiu'er."
His eyes brimmed with hot tears, and droplets the size of beans fell.
"Brother, you cried." She coughed weakly. "That's wonderful. You and Sister are both all right."
"It's okay. You'll be okay too. I'm here." The vitality within Mu Xuanheng poured into Qiu'er in vast quantities, but it was useless.
The breach could no longer be repaired.
Snow Empress did not know what to say either.
Her ice sword pointed at Long Xiaoyao as he approached. If he dared take another step forward, the severely injured Long Xiaoyao would die beneath her blade.
At that moment, Mu Xuanheng could only think of how to save Qiu'er. He did not care in the slightest what happened to Long Xiaoyao.
"Teacher, Teacher."
He called for Electrolux, but even Electrolux had no solution.
Becoming an undead was absolutely unacceptable.
His tears turned to ice crystals, piling higher bit by bit.
Qiu'er could not even lift her hand. "Brother, you said that Snow Empress only signed a contract with you when she was close to death. Can I sign a contract with you now too?"
Her words jolted him awake. Mu Xuanheng immediately took out the contract. "Right, we can still sign a contract. We can still sign a contract. As long as we sign