eurekapd Chapter 647 How could she accept this?
Chapter 647 How could she accept this?
The crimson sword light, carrying earth-shattering power, descended from mid-air and aimed at Shen Qingqing's mud-like body.
Shen Qingqing frantically called out to the system in her mind, "Get me out of here! Quickly! Quickly!"
However, the system seemed to be affected by the massive sword energy, constantly emitting a "buzzing" electrical sound and unable to respond to Shen Qingqing.
Shen Qingqing was in despair.
She was filled with regret. After careful consideration, she thought he would be at his weakest after fighting the demons. She took a desperate gamble and decided to try again to plant a demonic seed in him in order to control him and seize his fortune. She never expected that his cultivation was so powerful that it had far exceeded her imagination.
Yes, so many prodigies were overshadowed by the senior sister's brilliance, making them almost forget what these prodigies were originally like.
"No...you can't kill me!"
The sword light flashed brightly in an instant.
Shen Qingqing closed her eyes tightly.
The excruciating pain made her unable to perceive any movement in her surroundings. It wasn't until a long, long time had passed that she finally opened her eyes with a start and a heavy heart.
“Senior Brother Chen…” Shen Qingqing was shocked, never expecting him to come.
He had clearly been ordered to go north...
Chen Huasheng did not turn around.
His heavy sword was like a towering mountain, firmly shielding her behind him. A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth; he casually wiped it away, his gaze calm and composed as he met Xuan Ling's surprised look.
“Junior Brother Xuan Ling, this is an act of fratricide, and you deserve severe punishment. If you do not stop, the disciples of the Discipline Hall will arrive soon.”
Xuan Ling raised an eyebrow and reached out to sheathe her sword.
"Senior Brother Chen, the beautiful snake is poisonous. Don't be reluctant, or you'll end up getting bitten to death yourself."
After offering a sincere warning, Xuan Ling, not wanting to waste time with them, flashed into the city lord's mansion at the forefront, where they were resisting the demons.
Chen Huasheng gripped his sword tightly, his eyes darkening for a moment before regaining their clarity. He turned around, strode to Shen Qingqing, knelt down, and slipped her several life-saving pills.
Seeing her severed arm, a surge of overwhelming rage welled up in his eyes. He suppressed his anger and carefully lifted her from the ground, trying his best not to touch her wounds.
Her voice was gentle and clear, carrying a soothing tone: "Don't be afraid, I promise I will heal your wounds and restore you to your former state."
"Sleep now, no one will hurt you anymore."
Shen Qingqing's eyes reddened for a moment. She used her good arm to tightly grab his collar, opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
Only tears streamed down my face.
Chen Huasheng quickly led her away from there and moved her to the wounded's quarters. Because of his merit in slaying the demons, his kind disciple specially gave him a private room.
He hurriedly found a pill refiner to treat Shen Qingqing's injuries.
Xuan Ling struck hard, but none of the injuries were fatal. It was clear that she was trying to torture her. Apart from the severed arm, the others were all relatively minor.
Treating a weak woman like this...
Chen Huasheng's expression changed repeatedly.
"This sword wound resulting in a severed arm is no ordinary injury. It requires the Nine Marrows to reconnect the bones and tendons, ensuring that you can wield it freely as before. However, the Nine Marrows are the marrow of the Nine-Headed Roc, and obtaining them would likely mean facing nine deaths and one life. Senior Brother Chen, are you really going?"
Chen Huasheng did not hesitate: "I will bring back more. There are still many disciples in the camp who are seriously injured, and they may need it."
Before leaving, he said to the Danfeng disciples, "Please take good care of her for me. Thank you."
The Danfeng disciple smiled knowingly: "Don't worry, we will definitely return your beloved to you in perfect condition."
Chen Huasheng froze for a moment before disappearing on his sword.
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Kneeling on the lotus platform, Jiang Liqian felt a burning sensation on her forehead, especially on the area marked with the immortal seal, where a searing pain throbbed as if it were trying to rip her brow off.
But the physical pain was nothing compared to the psychological anguish. She watched helplessly as Yun Ruyi vanished before her eyes, leaving nothing behind. A void suddenly filled her heart, and an unbearable, overwhelming panic gripped her.
Her pupils constricted sharply, and she screamed her name through tears.
"--As one wishes!"
"Qingzhi! Qingzhi! Come out here, you come out right now!"
“You’re right here! I know you’re here! Why did you let her in? Why did you let her in? Get out here!”
"Qingzhi!"
The pool water boiled, and thunder rumbled.
Suddenly, a pure white figure appeared at the dimly lit cave entrance, and an immortal, sculpted from ice and snow, emerged from the glimmer of light and stood silently in the biting wind.
His cool gaze pierced through the ferocious, exploding lightning and calmly landed on the female cultivator with disheveled hair, who looked like a madwoman.
His first words were indifferent, yet carried a solemn and imposing air: "Insolence!"
Jiang Liqian couldn't stand those two words anymore. Yes, she had gone mad!
"I've been outrageous! I've been outrageous! What did you do to Ruyi? Make her come back, come back—!"
“Jiang Liqian!” Qingzhi’s gaze suddenly turned cold.
She bit her lip hard, her eyes fixed on his face, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Don't you despise her? Why do you care whether she lives or dies?"
Tears streamed down Jiang Liqian's face, each drop landing on the ground. She collapsed to the ground, the chains binding her rattling loudly: "But I didn't want her to die... I didn't want her to die..."
She resented her betrayal, was furious that she colluded with Shen Qingqing and slandered her, but, but... no matter how much she resented or hated her, she never thought of her dying!
How could she forget that when they were both weak and helpless, she gave all the sweet potatoes she had begged to the sick and weak woman, while she herself only drank water to fill her stomach, and finally fainted in her arms, and when she woke up she asked her if she was hungry, and she went to find a way to get more food.
How could she forget that every time she was in danger, as long as he was there, he would bravely shield her? Even though her cultivation was so much higher, and even though she was only slightly injured, she wouldn't die at all.
How could she forget? The immortal palaces towered high, the clouds were white, and no matter how hastily she left, how long she was gone, or how disheveled she returned, there would always be a gentle figure standing at the sect gate waiting for her, hoping for her return.
Under the sparse shadows of countless moonlit nights, she bandaged her wounds and wiped away her injuries, each tear she shed a testament to her heartache and sorrow for her...
She was the first to tell her that with her there, they had a home. They were each other's family, promising to share joys and sorrows and never abandon each other.
She was the first to say to her, "Qianqian, please don't always be the first one in line, okay? You'll die! Don't leave me..."
Seriously injured and in a coma, she stayed by her side day and night, taking care of her, comforting her, and encouraging her... They had been so close, how could she accept her betrayal?
How could she possibly accept that her soul had been scattered and her body had vanished without a trace?