The black emperor is the only favorite, the killer's wife does not want to escape

Chapter 100 She Is His Heart
Looking at her haggard face, his heart seemed to be cut into pieces in an instant.

He didn't know how long time had passed, nor where they were now, nor how she survived these times.

But he knew that she must be very tired and weak at this moment.

"Yaoyao, sleep for a while, this time I will watch over you." After silence, thousands of words turned into a simple sentence.

"I'm not sleepy." She said lightly, no longer the indifference of the past.

Her change warmed Fu Boyan's heart.He propped himself up with great effort, and leaned against the stone wall with her, and wrapped her in his arms and hugged her.

"Be obedient, you must be exhausted from these hours, be good, go to sleep."

As he spoke, an ugly smile appeared on his pale face.

Leaning in his arms, Xiao Mengyao suddenly felt no longer cold, perhaps because her heart became warm, and her body also returned to temperature.

She wanted to say that she was not tired or sleepy, but her face betrayed her.

After thinking about it, she obediently closed her eyes, because she needed to rest and regain her strength so that she could have the energy to take care of him.

In the past few days, she was really exhausted, worried, and afraid, which had already exhausted her physically and mentally.

At this moment, she is not only tired physically, but also mentally and spiritually.Leaning in his arms, she gradually fell asleep, but she slept very lightly, as if she was just closing her eyes and resting her mind instead of sleeping.

After a while, Fu Boyan confirmed that she was asleep, his face changed suddenly, and his brows frowned slightly.

A strong bloody smell could no longer be suppressed from gushing out from the mulberries, scarlet blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and the pain in his whole body made his forehead covered with cold sweat.

This time the three-year deadline was not normal, and he was too worried about her so he woke up from a deep sleep early. Now that he really moved, every cell in his body would feel like tearing pain.

That kind of pain is like tearing the flesh and bones apart, like cutting flesh and bones with a knife, it hurts so much that it hurts your heart and bones.

He swears that this kind of pain is definitely not something people can bear.

But these pains are nothing to him. Compared with the pain in his own limbs, he is more heartbroken for her.

Staring at her, he wanted to hug her tightly, but his arms didn't have that strength. At this moment, he was not as good as a useless person.

However, the little man who was lightly sleeping in his arms at this moment would never know how much pain he was enduring at the moment.

Xiao Mengyao woke up after a short sleep quietly, because she was worried about him, so she dared not sleep more, let alone snooze.

She understood that although he was awake, it didn't mean that his body was fine, so she couldn't let go, so she didn't dare to sleep any more.

"Why did you sleep for such a short time?" Seeing her waking up, Fu Boyan spoke softly, still maintaining the posture just now.

She stared at him stupidly, and smiled foolishly, "I'm not sleepy, and I can't fall asleep."

When she said this, Fu Boyan didn't believe it, he knew everything by looking at her face, "Yaoyao, don't worry about me, I'm really fine."

He is very clear about his current situation, every part of his body is in pain, and even saying a word can make him dizzy with pain.

But he didn't want her to worry, so he endured all the pain in silence.

He is a living dead who is immortal, but will enter the state of death every three years. After entering the state of death, every cell of him will die, and then under the effect of the secret technique of immortality, those dead cells will be revived again. body to repair.

However, this process usually takes five or six days, but now he wakes up early, so he has to endure the transformation of cells from death to life, and the pain he has to endure is worse than life.

But for her, he feels nothing, it doesn't matter how much pain he has, as long as she is well, he will be at ease.

Because, his fresh and beating heart is her, and she is his heart.

(End of this chapter)