Saving the Yandere Male Support

(Quick Transmigration + Yandere + Double Clean + Salvation)

Li Baobei, a recent university graduate (surname Li, given name Baobei), almost fainted from anger when she read the ending of the ...

Chapter 116 is really bad luck.

He You was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, his long black hair was tied up, and he sat upright on the throne, his eyes unfathomable.

He wore a crown with a bright yellow cord, and the crown was inlaid with a gemstone at the center of the top, with delicate beaded tassels hanging down on both sides.

The robe was embroidered with a pattern of dragons soaring over the sea, and the sleeves fluttered high in the wind beneath the surging golden waves at the hem of the robe.

Every detail exudes the dignity and authority of the royal family, which cannot be touched by others.

He You remained calm; he never wanted to be a king or an emperor.

He only wanted to save the person he loved; everything else was meaningless to him.

He didn't want to be a savior; for the sake of his beloved, what was wrong with abandoning the world?

His tightly closed lips parted slightly. "Sun Qi, do you know about the Resurrection Pill of the Southern Kingdom?"

“The Resurrection Pill!” Sun Qi frowned slightly. The Resurrection Pill was originally a treasure of the Southern Kingdom, but it had disappeared many years ago, and the Emperor Emeritus had no further explanation for it.

"Your Majesty, the Rejuvenation Pill disappeared many years ago."

He You's pupils contracted slightly, a flash of panic crossing his face. The Resurrection Pill was gone? What would happen to Nan Nan then?

No~

We can definitely find it.

He continued, suppressing his inner panic, and asked, "The Rejuvenation Pill, can it restore life?"

“This…” Sun Qi had only heard about the legend of the Rejuvenation Pill from others.

It is said that the founding emperor of the Southern Kingdom was murdered by an adulterer and thrown into the sea. His body then drifted southwards and accidentally entered the Penglai Immortal Island, where an old man gave him a magical medicine.

That elixir is what people call the Resurrection Pill. There were two in total. One has already been taken, and the other has been revered as a national treasure and has been passed down in the Southern Kingdom.

But it disappeared many years ago and no one has mentioned it.

Some say the Resurrection Pill is just a legend, that such an elixir doesn't exist in the world, and is merely a figment of human imagination.

...

Cold~

It's so cold~

Li Baobei felt like she was struggling in an ice cellar, her whole body was cold from the inside out, as if she was about to be frozen stiff.

Zhong Lihe sat in the Cold Immortal Cave reading medical books, wrapped in a thick cotton-padded coat.

He can't compare to that scoundrel He You, who can stay in the cave for two or four hours a day without ever trembling.

He You asked him to look after Li Baobei's body in Xian Valley, and he had no choice but to agree, since He You was his savior!

Six years ago.

Zhong Lihe happily carried his small backpack out of the valley, his heart filled with endless fantasies.

Having spent decades in the valley, the sudden realization that one day they could finally leave filled them with immense excitement.

Along the way, he lingered, captivated by the magnificent landscapes that unfolded before him, completely forgetting the words his master, Juechen, had told him: "The world is dangerous; be wary of people's hearts."

He heard from his senior brother, who had returned from the valley to visit, that there were tall city walls, bustling streets, and flowers that bloomed in the night sky outside. He longed for all of these things.

But the good times didn't last long.

A desolate mountain not far from the city.

With great excitement, Zhong Lihe walked towards the city of Yi.

Suddenly, several burly men sprang out of the roadside bushes, tied him to a tree, robbed him of all his belongings, and left whistling.

As they left, one of the bandits couldn't resist mocking, "Where did this greenhorn come from? He doesn't have a single valuable thing on him!"

"What bad luck."

...

As night fell, the howling of wolves echoed from the mountains.

Zhong Lihe cried out weakly, "Help!"

"Is there anyone who can save me?"

"Someone come here!"

"Help!"

Zhong Lihe suddenly felt desperate and wanted to kneel down, but found that he was tied up and couldn't even kneel down. He was incredibly unlucky.

He finally cried out in despair, his voice filled with utter hopelessness, "Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have left the valley, I..."

"Help!"

The intermittent sounds continued, attracting no one to rescue him, but instead drawing wolves that wanted to eat him.

A pair of eyes gleaming with a dark, cold light crept up in front of him.

Under the moonlight, the wolf's eyes were sharp as swords, its gray fur gleamed with a metallic sheen, and its whole body exuded endless wildness and ferocity.

Zhong Lihe was so frightened by what he saw that he almost fainted, but he knew he couldn't faint now, or he might never wake up again.

Then he started gossiping again: "Master, Master, why don't you teach me some martial arts? If you knew martial arts, I wouldn't be in this situation."

"In no time, they will become the wolves' meal..."

"Help!" he whispered one last time, hoping that heaven would hear his plea.

The wolf circled around him, seemingly testing the waters, but eventually realized that the prey in front of him seemed to pose no threat whatsoever.

With its green face and fangs bared, the wolf charged at Zhong Lihe. Zhong Lihe kicked out, but the wolf nimbly dodged and turned to bite his calf.

He struggled to shake off the wolf, but found that its teeth seemed to be growing on his legs, and the pain gradually intensified.

Sweat dripped down his face, and Zhong Lihe felt he was about to die here...

He slowly gave up struggling, closed his eyes, and awaited death.

Suddenly, it felt like a gentle breeze on my face, and the pain in my leg lessened a little.

He suddenly opened his eyes and found a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes standing next to him.

The wolf beneath his feet had been kicked three zhang away by the boy, and was howling in pain not far away.

Zhong Lihe felt as if he had seen a god for a moment; it was he who had saved him...

He You stared blankly at Zhong Lihe, a short knife in his hand, and swiftly slashed down at Zhong Lihe.

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