" Sister, it's been two hundred years…I've finally found you…"
A sobbing voice came from behind.
She suddenly froze. Joy, shock, and panic filled her core spirit in an instant.
The summoning of the Blood Glass Sword under his sleeve stopped. She did not dare to turn around! His body tensed up even more.
She was afraid. She was afraid that when she turned around, she would suddenly realize that everything was just an illusory dream! When she woke up from the dream, everything would no longer exist!
"Sister, I'm Qian Ye! I'm your most beloved Qianye! Why aren't you looking at me? Why? Sister, do you know how hard I've been looking for you for the past 200 years? I almost, almost thought…200 years ago, big sister, big sister…"
As she spoke, the person behind her started sobbing softly.
He gently turned her body over, but his charming face carried a little childishness. His delicate brows were slightly furrowed, and his slightly pale thin lips were slightly pouted.
He did look exactly like Xianse.
No! It should be said that Xianse had the exact same appearance as him.
She also had a similar demonic aura to her, but it carried an indelible charm. Her eyes were clear and pure, just like the Spirit Dust Lake in the Mirror Sunset Pavilion.
Two pointy ears could be vaguely seen under her purple-brown curly hair.
Yao Ye. Gorgeous. Pure.
Leave!
That was her first reaction.
She subconsciously wanted to use her flying technique to escape, but that slender figure had already pounced on her. His eyes were filled with fear!
Qian Ye sobbed and grabbed her robe tightly, his slender fingers trembling uncontrollably.
"Sister, don't go! Don't go! I don't know how much suffering my sister has gone through in these two hundred years! But I can't live without my sister! These two hundred years…I almost couldn't hold on…Every time I woke up from my dreams, it was always my sister's figure…
So, Sister, don't leave anymore, okay?”
Her bright red lips had already been bitten by her pearly white teeth, leaving a row of faint bloodstains. Her clear eyes were filled with a pleading that was hard to refuse. In his eyes, rows of misty mist rose and turned into tears that fell…
She looked helplessly at the childish him in front of her. A faint gentleness appeared on her face, mixed with a hint of pity.
"Qianye, don't cry…"
She raised her hand lovingly and gently wiped the tears from his face.
Seeing that she was finally willing to agree to him, Qian Ye's tears eased a little. She pursed her lips and said,"Sister, you're not leaving, right?"
He was so careful, as if he was afraid that his tone would scare her away.
The latter only responded with a half-stiff smile and silently avoided the topic.
"Let me take a look at your injuries."
He was still stubbornly trying to get an answer, but when he heard this, he quickly withdrew his hand and took a few steps back, shaking his head like a rattle drum.
His purple-brown hair danced up and down like a spiritual creature with life. Every step and every leap emitted a natural beauty.
"No, no! Sister, don't listen to those commoners 'nonsense. I'm fine. How could I be injured? Sister, don't believe those rumors! I'm fine…"
At this moment, she had an illusion. It was as if he had returned to the Tide String Palace from two hundred years ago. He was still that innocent child. She was still the weak princess Xian Yuan who was loved by her father…and not the ruthless killer Zhi Ming who had his hands stained with blood in the Mirror Sunset Pavilion.
Now, he could no longer go back…
Thinking of this, her expression couldn't help but become a little distant. Her long and narrow eyes also faintly revealed a trace of escape.
"Take off your robe!"
"Oh…No, Sister, it's really okay! Ah…"
She pulled down his loose robe and stared at the hideous whip mark on his left shoulder. Her brows gradually furrowed. His expression also became a little more solemn.
Zhai Yao's poison whip was vicious. Even if it hit her left shoulder, as long as it didn't affect the core spirit, she could deal with any poison or wound. But this time…
She gently pulled up his robe and covered the whip marks that were still suffused with black gas even though they had been treated. She fell silent.
This time, the poison she used on her whip was actually…the ultimate poison of the Mirror Sunset Pavilion, the poltergeist fiend poison!
No wonder, no wonder Qian Ye could still stand in front of her now.
In the Mirror Sunset Pavilion, it was said that the poltergeist fiend poison was an extreme Yin poison that could not be cured. The poltergeist fiend poison was made from the flower juice of the underworld's Manjusaka at night, the poisonous water of the darkest and most murderous Endless Prison in the Demon King Palace, and the darkest 'thoughts' in the hearts of mortals. It was supplemented by various extremely poisonous things in the six worlds, and was made with the blood of young infants.
It was said that as long as one was touched by a little, they would die without a doubt. That was why she didn't wait to confirm his death before coming back. Because there was no antidote for poltergeist fiend poison in this world!
In the beginning, this poison would not take a person's life. However, as the poison spread, it could absorb the victim's energy bit by bit, crazily extracting everything in the victim's body until even the soul was destroyed!
In the later stages of the poisoning, the victim would often lose consciousness and uncontrollably harm everything around him and himself! When she woke up, she could only watch as the person she valued the most died in her hands, and her body was covered in blood…
Many people who were poisoned by poltergeist fiend poison would not die because of the poison's final effect, but because they could not bear to hurt the people around them in such a crazy manner, and committed suicide.
She didn't even dare to imagine lying on the ground lifelessly…
Therefore, she couldn't let this poison go. She couldn't let the only him…die too…
"Sister, don't worry. Nothing will happen!”
In the enchantment she had set up before she saw his injuries, Qianye smiled lightly, just like the innocent child from two hundred years ago.
"Ye, I will stay and help you heal your injuries.”
What she meant was that she would leave when he recovered.
However, he acted as if he did not hear it and continued to smile sweetly. It was like a child who had prayed for candy and received the candy he wanted.
"Alright, let's go back to Langsi Manor first! Brother Langsi must be waiting anxiously! Actually, it wasn't me who just returned to the palace. It was the little prince who came out with me. However, I don't know who spread the news that I was injured and made those yao think it was me!”
He held her hand in satisfaction and passed through the barrier without any hindrance.
Her beautiful face was still smiling like a child.
He didn't care, and she, who was preoccupied, didn't notice either. To be able to pass through the enchantment without any hindrance, one had to have a spell power that surpassed the caster's own!
"Hey, where are your fox ears?"
On the way, she noticed the change in his ears and asked softly.
"Oh…"
The beautiful fairy walking in front of them turned around and smiled brightly. The dimples on his lips made him look adorable.
"Sister, do you want to drag me? Oh, okay!"
In the blink of an eye, the sharp ears under his purple-brown hair disappeared. On top of her head, two furry fox ears appeared, adding another charm.
After all, it was a combination of a flower demon and a snow fox.
In front of her eyes, it was as if their first meeting had appeared again:
In the palace of Canglian Capital City, the child with two cute furry ears raised his head with injuries. There was no life in his eyes. There was only endless silence...
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