The river surged, and blood rained down in torrents.
Dense drops of blood pattered down, tinting the murky water a faint dark red before the rushing current quickly washed them away.
A pale fish-belly white glow spread in the east, tearing through the night like black silk.
Dawn had broken.
In the faint morning light, everyone looked toward the man standing tall and straight as a pine.
His hair crown had long since fallen away, and his black hair flew wildly in the wind. The demon python's stomach acid had eaten away his clothes, revealing muscles chiseled like they'd been carved by knives and axes. Bathed in blood from head to toe, he looked like a murderous asura who had emerged from hell.
Li Yuan, who had just been fighting like a crazed tiger, now rested quietly in his arms, her soft, delicate demeanor an almost indescribable contrast.
Slaughter and beauty blossomed together at daybreak.
The scene was etched deeply into everyone's eyes.
Several lines of notifications flashed before him, but Chen Mo didn't check them right away. He lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms and frowned.
"You're trying to get yourself killed?"
Though he was inside the demon python's belly, his spiritual sense could still perceive what was happening outside.
Li Yuan had been fighting as if she didn't care whether she lived or died. If he'd waited even a moment longer to intervene, this Little Tiger might have become a dead tiger!
Li Yuan looked up and met his gaze. Her eyes were bright, and she didn't look away.
"If you don't want to live, then neither do I."
Chen Mo's expression softened.
After a brief silence, he said no more. He sent Vitality Essence into her body, rapidly healing her injuries.
But