Chapter 85 Seven Hundred Years Later [@Galaxy Baseball Man: My heart is already...]

Qiong saw a sorrowful figure from behind.

The moment he saw her, he knew this beautiful woman who would be getting on the bus would need his help.

So, before March 7th and Uncle Yang could react, the nameless guest had already dashed over and struck up a conversation with them in a super casual manner and tone.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

The figure in front of me slowly turned around, revealing a face as beautiful as a lotus flower, known throughout the world.

Beneath his long, ink-black hair, the young man's eyes drooped, his lips were tightly pursed into a line, and the melancholy and sorrow in his eyes were so heavy that they could not be dispelled. He exuded a sense of death that seemed to be about to depart at any moment.

Qiong stared wide-eyed at the face for a long time.

The young man sighed silently, "You can't help me."

This mood level seems to have no bottom; it just keeps dropping.

The forum jokingly refers to it as the "Demon Body Progress Bar".

Crane Kite's file is still there. She doesn't care about the demonic body, but this negative mood value is really an eyesore.

But he tried many methods, and none of them could raise his ranking.

As for the gray-haired, golden-eyed man in front of him, they were complete strangers, so how could he possibly help him?

Judging from their attire, they don't seem to be from the Immortal Boat; I'd guess they're from outside the realm of civilization.

Qiong realized, "How will we know if we don't try—"

"Oh, so you've come here to chat with the pretty lady and the handsome gentleman!"

Judging by her figure and the hem of her dress, March 7th thought she was a young lady from a fairy ship, but it turned out to be...

She examined it carefully, exclaimed in surprise, and immediately took out a small card from her bag.

"Mr. Heyuan, I'm your fan! Could you please give me your autograph?"

He Yuan paused for a moment, then forced a smile. "Of course, would you like to take a photo together?"

"Is it okay?" The pink and blue-haired girl looked over with sparkling eyes and raised the camera in her hand.

He Yuan smiled and said, "Mm."

He walked up to Qiong and struck a pose that wouldn't go wrong for a photo.

Glass is fragile, and colorful clouds scatter.

The crane and the kite are like a blooming epiphyllum, which will soon wither before the next dawn.

March 7th looked at the young man with concern.

"Mr. Heyuan, did you not get enough rest last night?"

"No, no, I didn't mean anything by it!" Seemingly realizing that his actions had gone too far, March 7 quickly apologized a few more times.

He Yuan shook her head, "It's nothing, I've just lived too long..."

I just feel tired.

For some reason, the excessively low numbers also affected his mood, making him depressed and eating less these past few days.

He Yuan could also see the worry in Jing Yuan's eyes.

He tried to eat it to cheer himself up, but he almost threw up.

Eating too much food can change your sense of taste.

That's really strange.

March 7th hesitantly put away his camera, "No, how about we take pictures another time?"

He Yuan reached out to her, "Why wait until next time? I'm not an old man who can't stand up straight. I won't faint from taking a picture."

He then looked at Qiong, "Didn't you ask me what I needed? How about taking a picture with me?"

It's a good opportunity to see how others perceive me.

Crane Kite has been AFK for hundreds of years, rarely interacting with new NPCs. It only reads Jing Yuan's letters, occasionally accepts invitations from Luo Si Gu Mu, or meets with a few Star Gods.

However, many things he thought were happy were not, according to the system, and his mood value kept decreasing.

He Yuan simply disappeared from all those people, only chatting with Jing Yuan, and stopped doing any work that would increase her stress.

Qiong blushed and agreed.

He picked up his camera and framed the three of them together in the picture.

The camera was developed quickly on March 7th. He Yuan received the photos and fell into deep thought as she looked at herself on the paper.

This...this person who's smiling so forcedly, how could it be him!

He Yuan sighed, put away the photo, signed March 7th's autograph, and the bright purple ring on her right hand attracted attention.

On March 7th, a small gasp escaped his lips, his face showing understanding and regret.

Qiong looked at her, puzzled.

He was a Star Core Spirit who had just boarded the train and didn't know much about many things, except that March 7th kept muttering about "collecting cards".

Just now, he discovered that He Yuan was his dream girl.

Because March 7th recommended several movies and TV shows to him, Qiong had already fallen for one of the characters and vowed to remain chaste for her virtual wife.

On March 7th at the time, it was recommended that these films be described as "masterpieces of film history! Take a look when you have time; they're good for your eyes and your mind!"

Qiong was initially unimpressed, until the film opened and a magician in a gorgeous costume completely captivated him.

He read all of He Yuan's drama series, interviews, and magazines, and publicly stated on his WeChat Moments—

[@GalaxyBatMan: My heart has been stolen]

Likes: Kafka, Himeko, March 7th, Danheng, Walter, Silver Wolf

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[Kafka: Ayane likes watching these too.]

[Himeko: When the train goes to Pinocchio, we can still see traces of where this superstar once lived.]

[March 7th: It's really good, isn't it!]

[Silver Wolf: Tsk, Uncle Blade asked me to steal the pulse case a few days ago]

But he was, after all, a pioneer, and his time was limited. Qiong didn't pay much attention to those gossip and such.

Even when watching "Can I Go to Your House?", I only watched the pure version, and all I knew was that He Yuan had a man she loved deeply her whole life.

But he's already dead!

Therefore, Qiong did not pay attention.

He immediately started searching and not only saw the "white moonlight" who resembled Kafka in the train projection, but also the Dragon Lord who looked almost exactly like Dan Heng and the General Jing Yuan of Luofu whom he had not yet met, as well as the rumors and various fanfictions from that time.

The sky collapsed.

That purple ring—isn't it the ring that He Yuan and Ying Xing exchanged when they got married?

If I'm not mistaken, the "Uncle Blade" that Silver Wolf mentioned also had an identical one!

Then Uncle Ren had already arrived at the Luofu Immortal Ship.

Qiong's gaze turned serious.

He bravely stepped forward amidst the shocked gazes of March 7th, saying, "Can we exchange contact information? If you need any help or thugs, just come to me!"

Crane Kite: "..."

He was about to say that he didn't need it when he remembered the almost single-digit physique he had seen when his consciousness entered the body.

It seems that it is indeed necessary.

He Yuan glanced at him a few times, touched the jade tablet with his phone, said goodbye, and left.

...He's really handsome.

His back view is also very handsome.

"Don't say 'I'm a fangirl' out loud, it makes us look like such perverts," March 7th complained.

Qiong immediately snapped back to reality.

The fox spirit Tingyun and Uncle Yang, who had caught up with them, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that the two were unharmed.

"My benefactor is someone I've been searching for for a long time."

"Um."

Qiong grinned foolishly at the chat box on her phone.

Tingyun: "..."

Has our benefactor gone mad?

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He Yuan listened to Jing Yuan's advice and went to the Tianbo Bureau.

All the mechanical birds are monitoring the area, searching for the Star Core Hunters and secretly monitoring members of the Medicine King's Secret Lineage and the Destruction Force.

As He Yuan looked at those familiar figures, tears welled up in her eyes.

Why is he crying?

In the blink of an eye, he saw the mood value of -63.

This is really frustrating.

He Yuan wiped away her tears expressionlessly, her eyes red and swollen from the effort.

The helmsman seemed to find it unbearable and stepped forward to comfort him, saying, "People always have to look forward."

Crane Kite: "...Hmm."

He seemed to understand why the nameless stranger had thought he needed help.

Even if he shouted "I'm really happy" in the street right now, people would think he was crazy...

He Yuan returned home dejectedly, avoiding Qiong and her group.

I had just pushed open the door when I was scared half to death by the figure standing in the yard.

Even if you were my former beloved husband, you can't be this scary!

Startled, the crane lost its footing and stumbled forward.

Yingxing caught him as if he had used Flash.

The young man she held in her arms was thin and bony, his once radiant face bearing an indelible sorrow, like a flower that had lost its nourishment and was about to wither.

My heart ached terribly.

If they hadn't done that, if he had died a natural death, Danfeng and Jingyuan would definitely have been able to take good care of Heyuan, instead of things being like this now.

Having drifted through the mortal world for seven hundred years, with all relatives and friends gone, he is still attached to someone he shouldn't be attached to, unable to escape the painful past.

This shouldn't be the case.

The demonic energy that had been suppressed with great difficulty surged up again with the memories. Yingxing's hands tightened and loosened, leaving marks on the fragile flesh.

He hadn't heard the young man's voice for a long time, so he picked him up tightly, placed him on the sofa in the room, and carefully checked his breathing.

Her breathing was so slow that Yingxing almost thought Heyuan was asleep.

He almost forgot that the Immortal Ship people did not die, only had demonic bodies.

However, most of the Immortal Ship people will maintain a strong physique until the very last moment, unlike He Yuan who is so fragile now.

Yingxing regained most of his rationality and devoted himself to the battle against the demonic Yin body.

He held He Yuan tightly, like a dragon guarding its treasure, wishing he could hold it in his mouth to protect it, yet afraid that his teeth or temperature might hurt it.

He could only carefully touch the body to check the young man's temperature in order to determine if he was alive.

When He Yuan woke up, she was met with a pair of crimson eyes and a mouth that sometimes split open and sometimes remained straight.

He looked frightened, tears welling up in his eyes, but he reached out to stroke Yingxing's cheek.

Ying Xing obediently lowered his head, letting He Yuan's hand wander through his hair and explore his weak points.

"Did you come back to see me because you knew I was going to die?"

For some reason, He Yuan uttered words full of resentment.

When did Ying Xing escape from prison and when did he become a Star Core Hunter?

Why did Yingxing never visit him once in these seven hundred years?

He Yuan had been wanting to ask, but the words that came out were like this.

Before he could explain anything, Yingxing hugged him tightly, looking heartbroken, and kept saying "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry, Crane and Kite are getting tired of hearing this.

Every line says the same thing, but there's no indication of any action.

What's the use of saying sorry?

The extremely harsh tone rang in Ying Xing's ears, and it also dispelled the heavy stone that had been pressing on his heart.

Yeah, what's the use of saying sorry?

It's clearly because he's useless.

It was his fault that he did something wrong, that he was useless and unable to sneak into the Immortal Ship to see He Yuan, and that he was also useless and unable to cure He Yuan's illness.

Every time I get a medical record, I threaten the company's doctors to give me a solution, but they don't have a single solution. They just say that mental illness requires mental medicine, and the people of Xianzhou especially need it.

Yingxing even began to study medicine on his own. But he painfully discovered that he truly could not save Heyuan.

He and Danfeng were the real culprits who made Heyuan sick.

Because of them, He Yuan has gone from a brilliant new generation figure, a future legend, to the withered state she is in now.

Yingxing did a lot, but accomplished nothing. He couldn't accept telling Heyuan about his failure, so he remained strangely silent for a while.

"I...I can't find a way to heal you. I infiltrated the Immortal Ship before, but I'm afraid it will cause you trouble..."

At that time, under Yan Tingjun's method of burning incense, He Yuan finally looked a little better.

But it's just a drop in the ocean.

He Yuan coughed. "Aren't you afraid of trouble now? Do you think I'm about to die, so you don't need to be afraid anymore? You won't even leave me a clean reputation?"

He's so strange. Why would he say such things, and he doesn't seem to care about his reputation at all?

He Yuan felt an inexplicable fire burning in her heart.

He actually felt that these words should be said.

Because he still harbored resentment in his heart.

Hate and love are inherently one.

But He Yuan felt that she couldn't say she hated him; she was always conflicted.

Just like punishment, it can never be carried out.

Then let's not face it.

The young man closed his eyes and said to Ying Xing, "Brother Ying Xing, no, I should call you Ren now."

"You can leave now. Since you never came to see me before, there's no need for you to see me now. Just let me leave in peace."

He had completely lost the will to survive.

Having seen He Yuan's radiant appearance, Ying Xing was completely unable to accept the young man's words.

He placed the young man on the sofa, then knelt on the carpet, pleading, "No, don't die... I'll find a way—"

He Yuan merely smiled coldly, "You've searched for seven hundred years and still haven't found a solution. Do you think you can find one now? Are you going to beg a pharmacist or some star god?"

After a brief silence, Ying Xing said decisively, "I'll go!"

Given his already crippled body and infamous reputation in the Milky Way, what harm is there in asking the pharmacist for medicine?

Even if things go wrong, would the Star God of Hunting just watch Crane Kite die?

There's always a way.

A flame ignited in Ying Xing's crimson eyes, her gaze resolute. "A Yuan, I will do everything in my power."

He Yuan tried to pry his hand off, but failed.

"Yingxing, have you ever cared about my feelings?"

“It was like this before, using divorce as an excuse to get rid of me, completely disregarding my feelings.”

"It's still the same now. I've lived for eight hundred years, I should die, so why are you keeping me alive!"

It was like a sudden enlightenment.

He tried to hold back his tears and asked with pleading eyes, "Then, is there anything you want to do?"

"No, no, I should be the one arranging things you like. Wait for me, okay? I won't keep you waiting any longer..."

He shouldn't talk about these troubling things, nor should he presumptuously consider them; he should consider things according to He Yuan's feelings.

It was clearly mentioned before, but Yingxing completely forgot.

Upon hearing this, He Yuan's expression softened slightly. "There's no need to prepare anything."

"Stay with me, just like before."

The young man's voice softened, losing its previous harshness and coldness, making it seem as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

"But you also have your own important matters to attend to, so please come and see me whenever possible."

These were words that He Yuan had never said.

Although the tone was clearly pleading, Yingxing felt no joy, only unbearable pain.

What did he do to make Ah Yuan speak in such a tone?

Ying Xing forced a smile, "A Yuan, do you want to come with me on a mission? I'll protect you and won't let you suffer."

He Yuan slowly raised her face and smiled, "Okay, I also want to meet Ying Xing's new colleagues and friends."

We have a free thug and the best place to watch the show, all we're missing is a cup of milk tea!

"I want to drink milk tea, can Yingxing buy it for me?"

Yingxing naturally responded to the response.

But when he went out, he found that his wanted posters were plastered all over the streets and alleys. Where could he buy milk tea?

Ying Xing thought for a moment and then sent a message to Silver Wolf.

[Yingxing: Could you please order a cup of Never-Night Oolong Milk Tea with 30% sugar and less ice? Scan the code to pick it up yourself.]

[Silver Wolf: ? ? ? ? ]

[Silver Wolf: You're Uncle Blade???]

[Silver Wolf: Kaffa?]

Silver Wolf: No, that's not right.

[Silver Wolf: Kafka should be in Tabushi right now.]

[Yingxing: It's me, Ren.]

[Yingxing: Remember to send me the code.]

Yingxing: Thank you.

Silver Wolf: ...

Silver Wolf: Okay.

A minute or two later, Silver Wolf sent the code.

Ying Xing quietly arrived at the Never-Night House, scanned the code to get the milk tea, and quietly left.

The owner of Never Sleeps noticed a cup of milk tea had vanished in the blink of an eye and immediately checked the order details.

After finding nothing missing, she first breathed a sigh of relief, then felt a chill run down her spine.

The people of Xianzhou are sharp-eared and sharp-eyed; who could possibly scan a code and take away a milk tea without anyone noticing!

The machine didn't even make a sound!

Their machines can scan barcodes and record numbers!

She opened Luofu Zazu and posted a new thread.

[Help! Someone has taken my milk tea without me noticing!]

The online uproar has nothing to do with He Yuan.

He was drinking milk tea when Ying Xing carried him steadily onto the Star Chariot to Taibusi.

Yingxing is coming to meet Kafka.

He was supposed to go up alone, but he couldn't bear to leave He Yuan alone.

Now, he looks at He Yuan as if he were looking at a fragile glass flower, not tolerating the slightest mistake.

He Yuan shoved the empty milk tea cup into Ying Xing's hand and lightly jumped onto his back.

"Weren't you going to show me how you do a mission?"

The young man's gentle voice echoed in my ears.

Yingxing threw the blanket into the trash can, grabbed Heyuan's foot, and flew up to the platform where Qiongguan was observing the battle.

His arrival caused a huge uproar.

Fu Xuan frowned and looked over, "Star Core Hunter, put Mr. He Yuan down immediately!"

Qiong pulled out his baseball bat, looking menacing, while March 7th and Walter also got into position.

Kafka was about to say something to ease the tension when she heard He Yuan say, "Fu Xuan, I asked him to take me away."

"But General—"

Fu Xuan had heard about what happened seven hundred years ago, but she believed that Jing Yuan would eventually win back his beloved.

But... but now—

He Yuan said, "I will talk to Jing Yuan about it."

But the general wants you to come out!

Of course, Fu Xuan did not mean that He Yuan must separate from Ying Xing.

The main thing is that the scene looks like He Yuan is still immersed in past memories. Her complexion has become a little rosy, but it always gives people an ominous feeling.

I have a feeling that I'm about to fly away any second now.

Qiong rarely spoke, but said, "Remember to call me if you need any thugs."

Even if he is nominally his uncle, he will not be modest.

He Yuan smiled and thanked him for his kindness, her voice ethereal, "I'll definitely look for you next time I have time."

Yingxing tightened his grip on his hand, his expression darkening.

There probably won't be a next time for He Yuan.

He helped Kafka onto the Starship, then carefully placed Crane in the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt.

While the star raft was being launched, Kafka chatted briefly with him.

"Ah Ren has been missing you a lot." His room is full of your photos, and he watches your videos in his spare time, or asks Silver Wolf if he can help him infiltrate the Immortal Ship and steal the pulse case.

Seeing the medical records would cause him to feel guilty and enter a demonic state, but he could also suppress his urges by looking at the photos.

He Yuan glanced at the man and politely replied, "I miss him too."

devoid of emotion.

After all, it was someone I saw after I left the game running, so I felt a little nostalgic, but not much.

He Yuan's heart was still preoccupied with the resentment she had just felt, a struggle raging within her.

He didn't have any thoughts on it.

This storyline is almost over, so there's no point in dwelling on those things.

Just like Jingyuan.

They never argued about the right or wrong of the Moon Drinking Rebellion; it was pointless.

The same is true now.

He Yuan knew that seeing Ying Xing hurt himself in distress would only make him more heartbroken, so he was unwilling to do it.

That's settled then.

At least this storyline can be given a satisfactory ending.

He Yuan was silent for a moment, then asked Kafka, "How has Yingxing been doing these past few years?"

Kafka fell into a subtle silence, then answered under Yingxing's gaze, "Why don't you ask him?"

Because they're afraid.

He recalled the long list of resumes filled with stories of death and resurrection that he had just seen, and dared not ask Yingxing about his past again.

For Yingxing, immortality was more like an insult, and immortality was even more so.

In the previous storyline, He Yuan sent Ying Xing on a hunting expedition, which inevitably resulted in injuries. However, at least Ying Xing was half-conscious, and the spaceship could automatically resupply to various planets, so at least she wouldn't live such a wretched life.

Things were much better during the Star Core Hunter era, which is why He Yuan dared to ask with peace of mind.

It is a lucky thing for Changsheng's Blade to encounter such a group of people.

Crane and Kite were very happy.

“Brother Yingxing, I know what you hope for,” Heyuan leaned closer to Yingxing and whispered, “but I hope that you can have a better life in the time before you die.”

Kafka had already adjusted the partition.

Actually... I don't blame you that much.

All the mistakes were sudden and unexpected. Yingxing and Danfeng's intentions were good, but they ended up making a huge mistake.

"Call me selfish and cold if you want, but you're the only person I care about. I just hope you won't hide it from me anymore."

They should sit down together to study the issue and share the responsibility.

Yingxing moved her lips, "But Ayuan, I also have my own selfish reasons."

How could he bear to let He Yuan bear such a bad reputation?

“But I’ve never cared about my reputation, as you’ve always known.”

That's because you have a good reputation!

How could Yingxing possibly want her promising future partner to fall because of this?

"But if you take me with you, the outcome might be different."

"So I selfishly removed the possibility."

The crane and the kite were speechless.

He could only sigh that he was thankful he hadn't reached a dead end.

He Yuan thought everything had reached a dead end, and without his intervention, everyone would suffer a tragedy.

Now it seems that things have at least taken a slight turn for the better.

In a world without his intervention, they still live well, experiencing both an unfortunate and fortunate life.

Of course, if it can be changed, Crane and Kite should definitely be changed!

Unfortunately, I probably won't be able to see Danheng this time.

Danfeng had told Heyuan that being reincarnated as a master was like having a new life, and Heyuan had been thinking about how best to talk to Danheng on their first meeting.

It seems we won't need it.

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Author's note: OMG, the male ghost vibe is gone! [melted][melted]

Try to add it before you die...

I've been writing so much these past few days that I feel like writing a wrap-up story. [emoji]