"boom…"

Another clap of thunder sounded, as if it were right next to his ear, and Dou Shiliu's body trembled uncontrollably.

This body probably won't last much longer; it's like a spent arrow, barely hanging on, on the verge of death.

A flash of silver light crossed Chen Yi's handsome face as he rubbed the tip of the knife in his hand. "Then let's start with the eyes."

Grabbing Dou Shiliu's wrist, he lifted her up. Dou Shiliu struggled through gritted teeth, but the force was as gentle as a breeze brushing her face.

Do you think your master will forgive you?

Chen Yi suddenly stopped, "What do you mean?"

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to hear what this woman would say.

Dou Shiliu roused herself, her eyelids drooping as she tried to look at Chen Yi. "Qi Yexuan is the woman he loves most. Aren't you afraid your master won't want to see you after doing this? Have you been dreaming about him all these years and he's come looking for you?"

"No, right? Because what you've done is essentially tearing your master's heart out."

"How badly have you tormented Qi Yexuan, whom he loved so dearly?"

"Still expecting him to come to you in your dreams? Ha, Chenyi, aren't you dreaming too much?"

"Your master probably regrets taking you on as his apprentice in the first place."

The more Dou Shiliu spoke, the uglier Chen Yi's expression became. He threw away his knife, grabbed Dou Shiliu by the neck with both hands, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"You're talking complete nonsense!"

Over the years, whether he used psychological suggestion or hoped to split his personality to resemble his master, and even though he had never dreamed of Chen Yi, how could he accept being told bluntly that Chen Yi didn't want to come to him?

Master, he just got lost.

He forgot the way home; too much time had passed, and he couldn't remember.

This woman is talking nonsense.

Die! They must die!

Chen Yi's grip tightened, his eyes turning bloodshot as he looked at Dou Shiliu, who was struggling to breathe.

Die, you foolish woman!

Let Han Xiao experience what it feels like to lose the one she loves most.

Dou Shiliu's brain gradually deprived of oxygen, his consciousness became increasingly blurred, and his gaze drifted to the ground, where he saw the knife lying to one side.

"Host... once you kill Chen Yi, the mission will be complete."

Originally, the Heavenly Dao was going to strike down, but seeing that Chen Yi could handle it, it subtly dissipated and retreated to the back, spying on Dou Shiliu.

Chen Yi is the mastermind. The president is already under control. As long as Chen Yi dies, the mission will be considered a success.

"Host, killing Chen Yi will save the cannon fodder!"

The white ball's cry reached Dou Shiliu's mind. He slightly raised his hand, a flash of white light, and using his original power, he absorbed the knife and forcefully thrust it into Chen Yi's body.

"puff…"

Two sounds of blood spurting rang out, one from Chen Yi, and the other from Dou Shiliu, whose internal organs were completely crushed by the force.

"Ding, mission complete. Return to space."

…

Chen Yi is dead, and Han Xiao fed his body to the dogs.

Qi Yexuan was taken back to the Han family by Han Silong.

And his Cold Clothes Fruit was gone.

In the study, the floor was covered with wine bottles.

Han Xiao casually picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, and the rising smoke couldn't hide the weariness in her eyes.

Empty, lifeless eyes stared at everything outside the window.

Lost its luster

Qi Yexuan gripped the doorknob tightly behind the door, weeping silently, covering her mouth, unsure how to save her son.

Five days have passed since Han Yiguo's death, and Han Xiao has not uttered a single word or consumed a single drop of water.

She could never forget the look of despair in her son's eyes on the day the cold-cloth fruit was buried, as if his soul had been lost.

He didn't make a fuss or cry.

He just kept quietly smoking and drinking to numb himself.

Qi Yexuan was heartbroken, watching Han Xiao pour more wine into his mouth. She grabbed Han Silong's hand frantically, "Husband...please go and persuade him...don't let him drink anymore..."

Your body won't be able to handle it...

Han Silong silently took Qi Yexuan's hand, pulled her into his arms, and said heavily, "There's nothing we can do."

He understood that feeling; if Qi Yexuan had really died back then, he probably would have been even less successful than his son.

He can only get out of this on his own.

A month later, Han Xiao could no longer hold on and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Gastric lavage, alcohol poisoning

After this incident, Qi Yexuan and Yan Jin never drank alcohol again, and the Cold Clothes Fruit became a taboo in the Han family; no one mentioned it again.

Han Xiao gradually returned to normal, and without saying a word, began handling company affairs, working day and night without allowing herself a moment's rest.

Qi Yexuan lives in the capital for a long time because of Han Xiao, so I made him chicken soup today.

Qi Yexuan had the nanny pack it up and personally delivered it to Han Xiao's company.

I miss you so much.

Just as she reached the office door, Qi Yexuan suddenly stopped, slowed her breathing, and listened quietly.

I'll be right there with you.

Qi Yexuan's eyes narrowed sharply, and she hurriedly pushed open the door. Seeing Han Xiao, who looked dazed, standing completely unharmed before her, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, and placed the chicken soup on the table.

"My son drank it while it was still hot."

He didn't mention what he had just heard.

Han Xiao pursed her lips, took the soup, but didn't drink it. "Mother..."

Qi Yexuan paused in her hand as she put the box down. This was the first time she had called her name in so many days. A hint of heartache flashed in her eyes as she said helplessly, "Can't you put it down?"

"cannot"

He wanted to know what Chen Yi had done to the Cold Clothes Fruit.

The body was intact, but all the internal organs were shattered.

Thinking of the autopsy report, Han Xiao's eyes reddened involuntarily. How could his delicate little girl, Han Yiguo, endure such pain?

"Actually, my eyes were gouged out, and then I fainted from the pain."

Qi Yexuan's voice was filled with disbelief, "But I'm perfectly healthy now."

She didn't mention the acid attack, so there's no need to bring it up.

Han Xiao was taken aback. He knew that Han Yiguo was no longer Han Yiguo, and he had even considered the possibility that she might be a ghost or something similar.

Recalling the radiance of that day, Qi Yexuan murmured, "She must be an angel from heaven."

She vaguely remembered the warm current flowing into her body, which made her feel very safe.

Having said that, Han Yiguo saved Han's dying mother, sacrificing her own life for hers.

Han Xiao felt a pain in her heart that made it hard to breathe; she covered her face with her hands, and tears streamed down her face.

Qi Yexuan looked at her son, who hadn't cried in a long time, and silently shed tears. Her throat felt slightly dry, her eyes stung, and she went forward to hug Han Xiao.

The front of her clothes was soaked with tears…

…

"How are you feeling, host?"

The white ball circled around Dou Shiliu from head to toe, and apart from her slightly pale complexion, she seemed fine.

"Could you provide a cheat that blocks the feeling of pain?"

It hurts so much

The white ball silently said, "No."

Okay, as always, it's useless.

What happened to Han Xiao in the end?

Is he doing alright without her?

He died of depression at the age of 40.

Even without her, he still chose to leave.

Dou Shiliu felt a pang of sadness. She pursed her lips and said seriously, "In the next plane, I want to go to the Immortal Realm."

Even if the cannon fodder suffers greatly there, she can still lead him to thrive.

What she had in abundance in her memory were ancient secret manuals.

Any one of them could be a peerless secret manual that would drive the cultivation world mad.

"Okay, host, close your eyes. I'll send you to the mission world."