Little Ling 'er looked at di Cang, who was falling from the sky, with tears streaming down her face. She quickly broke free from Yu Hu's arms and rushed to di Cang, who was falling to the ground.
"Daddy, Zhenzhen!"
Her voice was soft and cute, but because she was crying, it was trembling. Her small body was trembling, and tears covered her face.
"Blood, father, drink blood."
Little Ling 'er watched as more and more blood flowed out of di Cang's body. She didn't care about Ling Zun and Yun Ruoxi's presence.
Of course, at this moment, she only had the injured di Cang in her eyes. She hurriedly used a dagger to cut her arm and stretched her hand out in front of di Cang.
"Ling 'er hehe"
Di Cang's throat was hoarse and he only managed to call out these two words after a long time. However, when he saw Ling 'er's blood flowing into his body like it was free, di Cang's heart suddenly tightened.
"Daddy is fine, I'm fine. Ling 'er doesn't need me."
