As she continued to burn her blood essence, Ling Chuxi felt her mind go blank and her eyelids became unusually heavy. Little yellow had already returned to its original form and was curled up in front of her chest. Its body was getting colder and colder.
"I'm sorry, little guy. It's all my fault for not taking good care of you. " Ling Chuxi hugged the little yellow chick and muttered apologetically.
"CAW ..." The little yellow chick let out a weak cry and squeezed itself against Ling Chuxi's body. Its unfocused eyes were so peaceful, as if it was about to sleep forever.
Even though they were still using their last bit of strength to resist the power of the heavenly Dao, Ling Chuxi knew that this time, it would be difficult for them to escape this calamity.
In the elegantly decorated room of the Stardust shuttle, Huangfu qingjue's entire body suddenly trembled. What was going on?