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By then, it was obviously too late to stop anything.
Yu Qingqing had already tasted the first drop of poison blood, which was no different from having tasted the hundredth drop.
Li Yanran's heart was filled with mixed emotions; Yu Qingqing's actions had given her a great shock.
At the same time, it reflected on Lu Chen's character.
What kind of person must he be to make Yu Qingqing disregard her own life and death to save Qin Yaotiao?
Li Yanran had no way of knowing.
She gazed deeply at the distant Lu Chen, where the Qi Cyclone had become extremely dense, rendering him invisible within it.
She withdrew her gaze and looked towards Mo Buwen.
Seemingly having sensed Li Yanran's gaze, Mo Buwen sighed, "If Qing Qing dies, there's still me. As long as Brother Lu Dao doesn't get angry at me for touching Fairy Qin."
Li Yanran's heart twitched fiercely, "He definitely won't."
She had thought that Mo Buwen's reluctance to help stemmed from caring about his own life and death.
