Draw Goddess from Douluo

Under the cover of darkness, the swamp has returned to its rightful tranquility. The moonlight gently shines on this former sea of ​​blood, temporarily burying the sadness and tragedy. Ji Ziyue slowly knelt down, her eyes filled with tears, and the crystal clear teardrops shone with sadness in the moonlight.

She looked at Liu Yang who fell to the ground, and the pain in her heart could not be described in words. This man who had always been silently guarding her was now covered in injuries and unconscious. His chest was still rising and falling slightly, proving that he still had a glimmer of life, but the bone-deep wounds and pale face told Ji Ziyue that he was hovering on the edge of life and death at the moment.

"You idiot," Ji Ziyue choked, her voice trembling and broken, "Do you think you can defeat so many crocodiles? Why are you so stupid? Why do you risk your life to protect me every time?"

Her tears fell on Liu Yang's face, mixing with his blood. She stretched out her trembling hand and gently stroked Liu Yang's cheek. The touch on it was cold and hard, making her heart hurt even more.

Liu Yang seemed to hear Ji Ziyue's call. His eyelids moved slightly, and then opened a crack with difficulty. He saw Ji Ziyue's tear-stained face, and a warm current surged in his heart. He tried hard to smile, although the smile looked extremely weak and weak.

"Because senior sister... is a very important person to Liu Yang," he said intermittently, every word seemed to use all his strength, "Liu Yang... will not let her be harmed in the slightest..."

After saying this, Liu Yang seemed to have exhausted his last strength. His eyes slowly closed and he fainted. Ji Ziyue's heart felt like being hit hard by a heavy hammer, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She held Liu Yang's hand tightly, and her hands were cold and trembling. She continuously injected her true energy into Liu Yang's body, trying to stabilize his disordered breath and bleeding wounds. However, her heart was filled with powerlessness and despair. She knew that her own strength could not save Liu Yang's life at all, unless...

At this moment, a crisp crane call suddenly resounded through the sky, breaking the quiet night. Ji Ziyue looked up and saw a giant crane with a body length of seven meters and a silver-white luster descending from the sky. The giant crane's wings spread out like a cloud covering the sky, bringing a strong hurricane.

The hurricane roared past, scattering the smell of blood and scraps of meat on the swamp into the air. The giant crane slowly landed in front of Ji Ziyue, its eyes shining with wisdom, as if it was examining the two injured humans.

Hope surged in Ji Ziyue's heart. She knew that this giant crane was not an ordinary bird, but a spiritual beast with advanced cultivation. She stood up in a hurry, bowed deeply to the giant crane, and begged: "Senior, please save my junior brother, he is dying."

The giant crane chirped softly, as if responding to Ji Ziyue's request. It walked to Liu Yang's side, stretched out a huge wing, and gently covered his body. A warm and gentle power was transmitted from the wings and slowly flowed into Liu Yang's body.

Under the influence of that force, the paleness on Liu Yang's face gradually receded, and his breathing became calmer. The wounds that were deep enough to see the bones were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood flowing out was absorbed by the giant crane's wings.

Ji Ziyue looked at all this, and the gratitude and awe in her heart could not be expressed in words. She knew that the giant crane must have been moved by Liu Yang's courage and persistence before he came to the rescue. She bowed deeply to the giant crane again, and then waited quietly by Liu Yang's side.

After a long time, Liu Yang finally slowly opened his eyes. He saw Ji Ziyue's face full of concern and worry, as well as the giant crane standing quietly aside. An inexplicable feeling and strength surged in his heart.

"Senior sister...I'm fine..." He struggled to sit up. Although his body was still a little weak and weak, his life was no longer in danger.

Ji Ziyue looked at his face that was gradually regaining its vitality, and the stone in her heart finally fell. She smiled softly, then stretched out her hand to support him, "You idiot, don't work so hard in the future."

Liu Yang also smiled. He didn't speak, but held Ji Ziyue's hand tightly. He knew that his narrow escape this time was thanks to the giant crane's rescue and Ji Ziyue's company. He secretly vowed to work harder to cultivate and protect those around him in the future.

The giant crane also chirped, seeming to bid farewell to the pair of senior sisters and brothers who had gone through the test of life and death. It spread its wings and soared into the sky, turning into a silver stream of light under the moonlight and gradually disappearing... Under the cover of night, the swamp has returned to its proper tranquility. The moonlight gently shines on this former sea of ​​blood, temporarily burying the sadness and tragedy. Ji Ziyue slowly knelt down, her eyes filled with tears, and the crystal clear teardrops shone with sadness in the moonlight.

She looked at Liu Yang who fell to the ground, and the pain in her heart could not be described in words. This man who had always been silently guarding her was now covered in injuries and unconscious. His chest was still rising and falling slightly, proving that he still had a glimmer of life, but the bone-deep wounds and pale face told Ji Ziyue that he was hovering on the edge of life and death at the moment.

"You idiot," Ji Ziyue choked, her voice trembling and broken, "Do you think you can defeat so many crocodiles? Why are you so stupid? Why do you risk your life to protect me every time?"

Her tears fell on Liu Yang's face, mixing with his blood. She stretched out her trembling hand and gently stroked Liu Yang's cheek. The touch on it was cold and hard, making her heart hurt even more.

Liu Yang seemed to hear Ji Ziyue's call. His eyelids moved slightly, and then opened a crack with difficulty. He saw Ji Ziyue's tear-stained face, and a warm current surged in his heart. He tried hard to smile, although the smile looked extremely weak and weak.

"Because senior sister... is a very important person to Liu Yang," he said intermittently, every word seemed to use all his strength, "Liu Yang... will not let her be harmed in the slightest..."

After saying this, Liu Yang seemed to have exhausted his last strength. His eyes slowly closed and he fainted. Ji Ziyue's heart felt like being hit hard by a heavy hammer, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She held Liu Yang's hand tightly, and her hands were cold and trembling. She continuously injected her true energy into Liu Yang's body, trying to stabilize his disordered breath and bleeding wounds. However, her heart was filled with powerlessness and despair. She knew that her own strength could not save Liu Yang's life at all, unless...

At this moment, a crisp crane call suddenly resounded through the sky, breaking the quiet night. Ji Ziyue looked up and saw a giant crane with a body length of seven meters and a silver-white luster descending from the sky. The giant crane's wings spread out like a cloud covering the sky, bringing a strong hurricane.

The hurricane roared past, scattering the smell of blood and scraps of meat on the swamp into the air. The giant crane slowly landed in front of Ji Ziyue, its eyes shining with wisdom, as if it was examining the two injured humans.

Hope surged in Ji Ziyue's heart. She knew that this giant crane was not an ordinary bird, but a spiritual beast with advanced cultivation. She stood up in a hurry, bowed deeply to the giant crane, and begged: "Senior, please save my junior brother, he is dying."