Slosh!!!
Blood spurted from Fan Yin's shoulder, yet he gritted his teeth.
Get up!!!
The hand used for striking the wooden fish and transcribing scriptures seemed to erupt with all its vitality.
Get up!
Sui Yi was pulled up forcefully.
Slosh!
The knife stabbed towards Fan Yin's heart.
Halfway in.
Unable to go further, because Sui Yi's hand caught the knife, and with a flip of the hand, thud!! The knife handle struck Ye Luanyun's already critically injured chest!
Splat～～
Ye Luanyun spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his heart, nearly passing out.
At that moment, Sui Yi's hand grasped the edge, her head up, Fan Yin's head down, their gazes met.
Below was the glaring red lava.
The lava was rising.
The more Sui Yi's blood dripped, the more the lava rose.
Sui Yi panted, saying nothing.
Blood spilled from Fan Yin's mouth, his back soaked with blood through his monk's clothing, looking at Sui Yi, pupils darkening, with a hint of water.
