Warlord

Agatha’s body spasmed violently, and she involuntarily arched her body, spitting out a mouthful of blood with her internal organs shattered, then powerlessly lay down. But before touching the ground, Agatha felt a pair of warm hands gently supporting her. She looked up with much difficulty, and what entered her eyes was Ling’er’s handsome face.

Looking at Agatha, Ling Xiao felt an indescribable pain in his heart. The biological energy on Agatha’s body was so weak that it seemed like it could disappear at any time. Her life force was already on the verge of burning out, and there was not a single trace of life on her body.

Then, he gently placed her portable apparatus down. Opening the portable apparatus, Zero silently picked out a few first aid medicine. However, he knew that these things were useless. Agatha needed a medicine that could stimulate his vitality, and he regretted using that medicine just like that. Otherwise, he might have been able to give Agatha some more time.

However…

At some point, his fist had hit the ground and the stone had cracked apart like a spider web. His face was expressionless, but an invisible sadness was spreading throughout.

Her face turned cold, but it was Agatha who smiled and reached out his hand to caress his own face. He still remembered the warmth of Agatha’s hands when he was hugging himself last night. But now, it was so cold.

“Can you give me a kiss, zero?” Agatha said softly. An unnatural flush even floated on his pale face.

After gritting his teeth tightly, he lowered his head bit by bit, and used his trembling lips to lightly press onto Agatha’s mouth.

Bitter, bloody, and slightly sweet. With his eyes closed, he tried his best to remember this smell. That was the last thing Agatha remembered in this world.