Chapitre 263: The Warmth of That Kiss III

Fallen leaves spread all over the front of the altar.

Covered in blood, Qin Chen lay on the fallen leaves. His breath was weak but never stopped. All the maple leaves under him were stained red.

Fu Chen was stunned.

He helplessly watched the figure in white shirt descending from the sky, pass through the bloody area, and pull the young girl who was in a coma into his arms.

The blood stood out against the man's white shirt. He had a handsome and distinguished countenance without peer.

Nobody could be better than him in terms of good looking or the aura of divinity.

He stood on the green lotus, just like a banished immortal. He surpassed the secular world, so pure that nothing could taint him.

The man caressed Feng Ruqing's hair and gently moved her head near to his eyes. He looked down, and he lowered his lips to be pressed onto her pale lips.

Bang!