Chapter 909: If Life Were Only as It Was at First Meeting
If life were only as it was at first sight.
Xue Ruo would certainly love you well, regardless of the worldly norms, regardless of everything, and from the very beginning, she would love you wholeheartedly, giving herself a chance to love you.
Master, look, Xue Ruo really has so many words she wants to say to you, and so many things left undone, but Xue Ruo has made far too many mistakes.
Xue Ruo has no more chances.
Bai Xueruo looked at Lianwu, suddenly turning her hand to stab fiercely into her own heart with a dagger that appeared unknowingly in her palm.
She heard the sound of the dagger piercing through flesh, and she tried hard to open her eyes wide, wanting to take one last look at Lianwu.
But her consciousness blurred in an instant, and she knew nothing anymore.
Yet the dagger that stabbed into Bai Xueruo’s chest did not truly pierce her heart; at the moment it went in, Lianwu intervened, altering the entry path and simultaneously controlling Bai Xueruo’s consciousness, causing her to faint.
Then he withdrew the dagger, injecting a Spirit Talisman into her body.
Once he’d done all this, Lianwu finally closed his eyes briefly and sighed in relief.
"Lianwu, what... what did you do to her?" Han Jing also hadn’t expected things to turn out this way; they originally intended to settle accounts with Bai Xueruo no matter what, but they really hadn’t anticipated she’d fall so deeply for Lianwu.
Lianwu wanted to explain the situation to Han Jing and the others, but he was severely injured, and his body swayed before he fell straight down.
Xiao Xue leapt out from Ning Shiqi’s embrace, ran to Lianwu’s side, and began to cry: "Wuu wuu, Brother Lianwu, don’t die, don’t die!"
Han Jing hurriedly turned his head to ask Ning Shiqi: "Shi Qi, what’s going on, quickly come and take a look!"
Before Ning Shiqi could come over, Little Black snorted coldly: "Why are you crying? He won’t die!"
But Xiao Xue was too busy crying to argue, and her cries grew louder.
Clearly, Little Black realized something was amiss with its comforting strategy, so it added another sentence: "I said he won’t die!"
Xiao Xue sobbed, crinkling her little nose, and then pointed accusingly at Little Black: "You’re lying! Wuu wuu, Brother Lianwu is covered in blood, he must be dead..."
Su Yu couldn’t stand seeing his precious daughter cry any longer, so he walked over, bent down to wipe her tears, and comforted her, saying: "Xiao Xue, he won’t die."
Lianwu is the Ghost King, with an Immortal Body, not easily vanquished.
"But he’s lying on the ground motionless, and his body feels cold..." Xiao Xue cried as she spoke incoherently.
She remembered her grandmother said that when people die, their bodies turn cold.
Han Jing rubbed his forehead, stepped up to pick Xiao Xue up: "He’s a ghost, isn’t he? He doesn’t need to die! Stop crying now; let Uncle Shiqi take a look to understand what’s going on."
Xiao Xue blinked her tear-filled eyes miraculously holding back her sobs, as she craned her neck to watch Shi Qi wheel over to Lianwu’s side, bending down to place his fingers on Lianwu’s forehead.
Though there was some distance earlier, Ning Shiqi faintly sensed the Spirit Talismans Lianwu used on himself and Bai Xueruo, and now upon seeing, he understood.