Time seemed to freeze at that moment. Su Yuzhuo suddenly turned her head, looked at Xiao Feng, and revealed a beautiful yet sorrowful smile. Then, she extended her long sword evenly, blocking the opponent's rushing steps.
She knew what Xiao Feng wanted to do, but she refused to accept such a result.
Watching Xiao Feng running towards her, Su Yuzhuo couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.
There was satisfaction because he cared about her.
There was reluctance because she might never see him again.
There were regrets and unwillingness for the many things they couldn't do together.
All sorts of emotions surged at once, Su Yuzhuo opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but felt perhaps it's better to say nothing.
Previously, she tried with all her might to make Xiao Feng remember her forever.
But at this life-and-death moment, she hoped he would better forget her.
The dead are already gone. Why make the living struggle?
