Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Mmm, how do you plan to punish me? Mmm?” Elvis kept smiling. He had lost so much blood that he was seeing double. It was a good thing though—this meant he could see two Gu Mengmengs at the same time.

Mmm, her voice had also become rather ethereal. Even so, it sounded exceptionally pleasant.

He wished to hear her speak a few more words, even if she was just reprimanding him.

Gu Mengmeng could feel Elvis was struggling to stay conscious. He was nearly blacking out.

Actually in such a situation, it was best for him to fall unconscious. Only then could his body enter a resting and recovery state.

Sighing, Gu Mengmeng leaned over and whispered in Elvis’ ear. “If you feel extremely painful and extremely tired, just sleep a little while. I will watch over you, mmm?”

“I was in a lot of pain… but not anymore after Xiao Meng kissed me.” Elvis’ eyelids felt unbearably heavy. He could bear it no longer and gradually closed his eyes. In a voice as light as gossamer, he said, “I will sleep for a bit. After I wake up, I will go with you to the Mecca Desert…”

“Mmm, go to sleep.” Gu Mengmeng gave Elvis a gentle kiss on the cheek. Soon after, she could hear him breathing evenly.

Wabei’s condition was slightly better than Elvis’. He held on until Elvis fainted before laughing. “I endured beatings by that pervert Snakel for over 800 years. You want to compete with me on endurance, you are still a far cry…”

He fell unconscious before he could finish his sentence.

Gu Mengmeng sighed. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry in frustration. These two… were totally insane.

Under Lea’s care, Elvis and Wabei slept for four days straight before waking up.

Their wounds mended very well during this period. After all, Wabei didn’t use venom during his fight with Elvis—otherwise, Elvis would have been in a far worse state.

When Elvis woke up, Gu Mengmeng was just sleeping beside him.

Elvis turned and gently lifted Gu Mengmeng onto the bed, to let her lie comfortably in the crook of his arm.

Her long lashes fluttered slightly as her delicate brows furrowed.

Elvis’ heart ached as he gently smoothed her brows. He felt extremely guilty.

She must have been frowning in her dreams from anxiety over him being in a coma due to his serious injuries. But there was no other way. He had to become stronger.

Otherwise, even if they successfully retrieved the Heart of the Desert from the Mecca Desert, he would not be able to withstand the immense pressure resulting from the activation of the Beast King bloodline. What would happen if he exploded and died right in front of Gu Mengmeng?

How miserable she had been when Snakel died. How long had she been mired in despair before finally recovering. He and Lea were well aware of that.

He swore that he would never let Gu Mengmeng experience that kind of pain again.

So he must become stronger. He must become someone who could stand shoulder to shoulder with her. Only then could he help her hold up the sky when it fell.

These current injuries were nothing. They were really nothing.

As long as it was for her, he could smile through even more pain and even more injuries.

As long as he could see her the moment he opened his eyes, it didn’t matter how long a coma he was in.

Gentling kissing Gu Mengmeng’s sleeping face, Elvis whispered by her ear, “Xiao Meng, my precious. I am fine now. So sleep peacefully. When you wake up, I can escort you to the Mecca Desert. Anywhere you want to go, I can go with you. To the ends of the earth, I will be there for you, alright?”