Ling Yu was not the only one startled. Even Kaguya, who had struck the blow, was taken aback. But a moment later, she understood.
If she had seen Uchiha Yin hurt so badly before her eyes, her own expression probably would not have looked any better.
Even though a trace of pity had stirred in Kaguya, she had no intention of showing them mercy.
After all, if she and Uchiha Yin had been the weaker ones today, their enemies would never have let them go. They would still have taken her eyes and killed Uchiha Yin.
With that thought, she ruthlessly snuffed out the pity that had just arisen.
Kaguya was no living Buddha who could save the world. On the contrary, she was deeply selfish.
She could not do much, but as long as she could protect the person she loved, what did it matter if she got a little more blood on her hands?
Uchiha Yin had no idea what Kaguya was thinking, but he saw the gravity and resolve in her expression.
A rather conceited hunch came over him: whatever Kaguya was thinking about, it had to involve him. At that thought, an extraordinarily gentle smile touched his face.
It was as though the lofty Slayer God had suddenly smiled. The sight was haunting, yet irresistibly alluring.
Lost in her thoughts, Kaguya could not help turning to look at Uchiha Yin, wanting to make sure the man she longed for was still there.
At that very moment, her gaze met his gentle eyes, and warmth flooded her heart.
In an instant, everything that had troubled her vanished. As long as she could keep seeing that smile, nothing else mattered.
While the two of them shared that tender moment, things were far less pleasant for You Sheng and