Chu Yuning swept aside her green sleeves with a wave, lifting her head, revealing a face ashen white with streaks of blood. She resembled a Rakshasa clawing its way up from hell, fixing her gaze on King Xiao and roaring: "Take it! Use me!",Chu Yun ning was stunned and disbelieving. Ye Yan'er pointed to her heart: "It's all thanks to Chu'er, otherwise I wouldn't be here today. That day, Chu'er cried so miserably that even I couldn't bear it. All I could do was watch helplessly as the blade slowly cut into his chest....",The bottom half spread along the corner, quickly soaking through her clothes. The thick smell of blood in the yard made her sick.。