“..”
Ye Qianli didn't know how to describe what she was feeling right now. She felt as if there was an illusion in her ears. It was as if someone was chanting a song for her, as if they were trying to save her.
Pain to the point that he couldn't breathe was simply too weak! She only felt that this kind of pain to her soul and mind might be unforgettable even in her reincarnation. She did not want to experience it again.
Of course, she could still endure this kind of pain! I can hold on, I can hold on…
After all, she had experienced even worse pain, so! She could.
"Little miss, little miss…"
As Ye Qianli's consciousness slowly returned from the empty chanting, she heard the little flower's continuous cries.
And ...
" Little Li-er-"
"Little princess!"
" Little Missy! " Countless people outside the arena had been calling out to Ye Qianli for fifteen minutes after she lost her soul! He was calling her.
Not only that!