Chapter 1171: Willing to Stain Her Hands With Blood for Him

Gu Jin carefully caressed An Mingji’s face.

Suddenly, her hand moved to An Mingji’s forehead, and abundant, majestic spiritual energy surged into his body endlessly.

Fearing her own power was insufficient, Gu Jin even opened up a space, drawing on the inexhaustible spiritual energy within it.

She transferred all the spiritual energy her body could bear into An Mingji’s body.

Yet An Mingji’s body seemed like a bottomless pit, unable to retain any of the spiritual energy, as all the transferred energy dissipated from the Dantian.

Gu Jin examined An Mingji’s body, his Dantian showed no problems, the Four Meridians and Eight Meridians were unobstructed, and there were no internal injuries.

By all accounts, his body should not have any issues and should not be like this.

Gu Jin sat up straight and started to unbutton An Mingji’s clothes, wanting to see if there were any visible external injuries.

Seeing this, Allen, who was kneeling beside them, spoke hoarsely: "The Family Head has no external injuries. We encountered no one when we entered Death Valley and had no contact with beasts; Death Valley was calm, and we had no chance to make a move."

Gu Jin stopped her actions, staring at An Mingji’s chiseled handsome face, falling into brief silence.

She tidied An Mingji’s clothes and held his slender hand, transmitting spiritual energy to him at a slow pace.

She needed to ensure that An Mingji’s essence could continue indefinitely.

Gu Jin gazed intently at the man in deep sleep, slowly lowering her eyes.

Her gaze was shadowed, filled with murderous intent, surrounded by a powerful oppression.

Whoever harmed her Little An would pay the price of death.

If she must protect An Mingji for a lifetime of peace and smiles, whatever the cost, she wouldn’t mind going on a killing spree. For An Mingji, she could stain her hands with blood.

"Poof—"

Allen, already physically weak, again succumbed to the overwhelming pressure exuded by Gu Jin, involuntarily spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Allen did not spit inside the car, but quickly opened the car door.

The bright red blood sprayed onto the uneven road surface.

Gu Jin raised her head, a shadow passing over her pale, delicate face.

Her voice was softened: "You go sit in the passenger seat."

"Thank you, Miss Gu!"

Allen scrambled away.

He must thank Gu Jin for sparing him, preventing harm from the rampantly oppressive aura within the car.

After Allen sat in the passenger seat, Gu Jin lifted An Mingji’s head, she sat in the chair, placing An Mingji’s head on her lap.

Her movements were gentle yet cautious.

Through the series of actions, Gu Jin did not stop transmitting spiritual energy.

She lowered her eyes to look at An Mingji, seemingly asleep, resting on her lap, while unease spread in her heart.

Little An absolutely cannot be harmed!

No matter what, at any cost, she must save him!

The stream in the space, the inexhaustible spiritual energy, and the supreme-grade Golden Core.

She will definitely save An Mingji.

This is her Little An who has accompanied her for years, growing from a wolf cub into a man.

Little An is hers; no one can take him away!

Gu Jin’s other hand caressed An Mingji’s brows and eyes, suddenly her expression changed.

She understood An Mingji’s abilities.

With his abilities, he should not be so easily afflicted.

But this strange situation, claiming he wasn’t secretly harmed, she really didn’t believe it.

A person in good health doesn’t suddenly collapse without reason.

The Purple Qi that once protected him was almost exhausted, surrounded by a deadly aura.

Surely someone did something to him.