The beautiful head tilted and glanced at the unconscious Si Li, biting the little girl's finger without letting go, and said unclearly, "She's going to slip off."
Little Kunlun shook the beautiful head but couldn't shake it off. Annoyed, she said, "It hurts terribly; I have no strength left."
The giant whale seemed to understand her annoyance. Its fan-like tail beat upward, creating waves that pushed the nearly slipping off Princess back onto the whale's back.
The cold river water splashed on Si Li's face. Perhaps feeling the coolness, it miraculously awakened her from near death.
Si Li opened her eyes. Her pupils, like peridots, displayed a vague and weak light. In her sight were the endless river and its waves. Instinctively alert, the Princess tried to sit up, but a slight movement pulled at the wound near her heart.
A sharp pain struck, causing her vision to darken.
In her heart, the Ancient Sword of gold had not left.
