Meng Huang''e''s body and soul were severely injured and were beaten to pieces.

    Her skin, which was originally as white as jade and porcelain, now had cracks, as if her whole body would shatter with the slightest touch.

    Zhang Ruochen''s broad palm pressed against her vest, absorbing the air of death on the plain of corpses, transforming it into the air of life, and injecting it continuously.

    The cracks on the skin gradually disappeared and became delicate and soft again.

    Meng Huang''e and Empress Shi Ji

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