Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 425 Tomorrow is a distant word

Ali, what happened to you in the past?

At this moment, Feng Siyue didn't have time to think so much. Looking at the woman in front of her with her brows furrowed, she felt even more guilty.

How much pain that must have caused! It's all her fault...

It really hurts.

The pain was so intense that Cang Li couldn't utter a single word.

She felt like she was going to die again, or be burned to a mummified state.

Flesh and soul were scorched by this flame, slowly losing their vitality; the pain in the heart became more and more intense, penetrating to the bone marrow!

The pain was so intense that she wished she were dead!

In that short period of time, she wondered at least three times why she didn't just kill her directly, but instead tortured her.

Chu Han...it hurts so much...it hurts so much...

Cang Li opened her eyes, crying with difficulty. Blood-red tears slid down from the corners of her eyes, and her fragile sobs were so heartbreaking!

Blood filled the woman's eyes.

The next second, the grayness before her eyes vanished into nothingness, transforming into endless darkness that engulfed her.

"Chu Han, I can't see."

The woman's weak voice was punctuated by a burst of panic.

Can’t see?

Feng Siyue looked into Cang Li's eyes and saw that beneath the blood-stained surface were a pair of pupils that were gradually losing focus and becoming empty.

Her pupils trembled, contracting repeatedly. The girl quickly took her left hand, comforting her.

"Don't be afraid, Ali, I will definitely heal you..."

Feng Siyue calmly lowered her head, but her hands were trembling as she rummaged through her pockets. When she was about to take out a blue porcelain bottle, the bottle accidentally fell back into place.

Repeat this process two or three times.

Feng Siyue froze, her eyes instantly turning red!

Ali, what should I do?

The girl reached out with another hand and, with trembling hands, took out the porcelain bottle.

Open the lid, and you'll find three pills inside.

Originally four.

I used one of them to save that girl in the grove.

so......

The ginseng pill in the porcelain bottle was an ornament that Feng Siyue carried with her to avoid revealing the Heavenly Heart Ring.

Because both storage rings and Heavenly Heart Rings are extremely rare, she didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Unexpectedly, the things they used for decoration ended up saving their lives.

Feng Siyue turned around and stuffed the pills into the mouths of several people one by one.

She glanced at them briefly and saw that Yan Nanfei and Xiao Shi's injuries were not minor. Lou Miao's attack had shattered their internal organs, leaving them in critical condition.

Although the ginseng pill can prolong life, it cannot heal their wounds...

Feng Siyue picked up Ali again, ignoring the tearing pain in her mind, and spread her spiritual senses, stubbornly muttering to herself.

"Ah Li, you'll be alright..."

She carried people through the ruins, using her sense of smell to search for any lingering medicinal scents.

not much time.

If they don't die, it's only a matter of time before the higher-level parasites arrive, drawn by their presence.

Hurry!

The blood on Feng Siyue's mangled back mingled with the blood on Cang Li's body, making it impossible to distinguish whose blood it was. Behind them was a long trail of blood.

"Feng Siyue...it hurts so much..."

On her back, Cang Li, who was extremely weak, could barely speak. She felt wave after wave of pain and almost fainted.

It hurts...it really hurts...

Feng Siyue tilted her head slightly and coaxed gently, "Ali, can you bear it a little longer? I'll find some painkillers, and we'll take them and the pain will go away..."

Cang Li did not reply.

Feng Siyue quickened her pace, leaving one bloody footprint after another in the ruins.

In the darkness, the world was silent.

Cang Li heard her heartbeat slowly slow down, feeling so powerless.

Are you going to die again?

The voice of the person on his back gradually faded.

"Feng Siyue, do you think Young Master Qi's father will really take us out tomorrow?"

Can they hold out until then?

It seems she won't last much longer.

Feng Siyue didn't know.

Cang Li's condition filled her with panic; her voice trembled, carrying an imperceptible sense of despair and helplessness.

"Ah Li, it will definitely happen, please don't sleep!?"

Is it certain?

Feng Siyue wasn't even 10% sure.

Ah Li's injuries are too severe!

"Tomorrow... is a... distant word."

Cang Li spoke slowly. She recalled her past dreams and then connected them to her current situation, and she already had the answer in her heart.

Feng Siyue, it hurts so much.

It hurts so much.

Ah Yan, it hurts so much.

I don't want to keep going.

Feng Siyue seemed to sense something, and her heart trembled.

“Ali..…”

Ah Li's words, which sounded like he was speaking his final words, frightened her, and the shadow of her close friend's impending death gradually loomed over her.

Do not!

There must be a way!

There must be!

Ignoring the warnings of her body collapsing, Feng Siyue quickened her pace as she traversed the ruins!

A few breaths later, Cang Li's voice, barely audible, rang out.

"what happened?"

The voice was weaker than before.

Feng Siyue suppressed the tears in her eyes and continued to encourage her, her voice choked with sobs, "Ali, don't sleep, okay?"

Cang Li gave a wry smile and forced himself to stay awake, saying, "It's so painful, do you think I can sleep?"

The woman, covered in blood, frowned slightly. "Quickly, find medicine, Feng Siyue, it really hurts..."

She... couldn't hold on any longer.

Feng Siyue dared not say more, afraid of wasting even a moment, "Okay!"

Although the Hanxi Auction House was reduced to ruins, fortunately, some basic medicine preservation boxes did not suffer fatal damage.

Aside from the high-grade medicinal herbs stored in her storage ring that she couldn't use, Feng Siyue still managed to find many usable items after several twists and turns.

When she returned to Yan Nanfei's location with her bags and packages, it was already 15 minutes later.

child time.

The street outside Hanxi Auction House.

Two people dressed in black robes were rushing towards Hanxi Auction House.

One of them was carrying another person on his back.

The young man on the left was pale, his tattered black robe stained with blood. He stared at the several red parasites relentlessly pursuing him, the hatred in his eyes almost solidifying.

"Mentor, are we really going to Hanxi Auction House?"

"What if they also..."

The young man on the right, Yu Qing, looked at the road ahead with uncertainty in his eyes. "Qinghe, we have nowhere else to go. Fang Ruo can't wait any longer."

Qinghe remained silent.

Yes.

We can't wait.