Elara Lin was not annoyed, with a smile in her eyes, and gently blew into the palm of Zane Leng's hand: "No more."
Zane Leng wanted to say something more, but she found blood dripping down Elara Lin's fingertips. All the previous tentative thoughts disappeared in an instant, and his voice trembled slightly with worry: "What happened to your hand? Was it injured while trying to save me? Does it hurt?"
It hurts naturally, but it is not the pain caused by trauma. The cameraman was supposed to die today, but a horse's hoof stepped on his heart and he died on the spot. Elara Lin's actions forcibly changed the fate of the other party, which violated the law of heaven. At this time, Elara Lin's muscles and bones seemed to have been repeatedly broken and then forcibly reconnected, repeating the cycle.
Suddenly leaning over, Elara Lin held Zane Leng in her arms: "Sorry, I didn't keep my promise and made myself injured, but it doesn't hurt."
It won't hurt if I hold you.
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