"Yitian, leave quickly, don't worry about me!"
Yue'er, struggling to resist the rain of arrows, sensed an icy feeling from behind, her face was already full of tears, and she cried out loudly.
She knew.
She was very aware that with Qin Yitian's ability, even if she got hit by an arrow and was poisoned, before the poison took effect, it wouldn't be difficult for her to escape the battlefield and hide.
However, Qin Yitian didn't respond, as if she hadn't heard Yue'er's voice at all.
If she would escape, would she wait for Yue'er to speak?
If she would leave, would she block that arrow for Yue'er?
Destiny was sealed; this place was destined to be her burial ground!
"I wish to return with the wind, it's just a pity, I haven't seen him yet..." Qin Yitian sighed in her heart: "Maybe I have seen him, but I don't know which one is him..."
Suddenly.
A piercing pain emanated wildly from the wound on her left arm.
Qin Yitian furrowed her brow, gritting her teeth to endure.
