Chapter 82082 Firefly

Chapter 82

When Kong Fan arrived, he saw Ying Ji embracing Bajiao in grief from afar. A seemingly endless wave of demons surrounded the three of them. The floating runes gradually crumbled, becoming silent and precarious.

Before Kong Fan could reach her, Ying Ji crushed the Sky-Transferring Orb, and the three of them vanished into the demonic tide. Kong Fan was startled, his expression changing slightly. He raised his finger to sense the Tongsheng Gu, sensing Ying Ji's location and immediately set off in search of her.

He found Yingji, Bajiao and Ling Jiayan beside a stream.

Yingji held Basho and slowly raised her red eyes to look at him.

"Save her." Yingji's voice was soft, as if she had no hope, or perhaps she was hiding the only glimmer of hope.

Bajiao leaned against Yingji's chest, her eyes closed, lifeless. A mess of medicine dribbled from the corners of her lips, the kind Yingji had just forced down her throat. Yingji pressed her hands hard against the bloody hole in Bajiao's chest, but Bajiao bled so much that it soaked not only herself but also Yingji's skin.

Kong Fan squatted down and slowly transferred his spiritual power into Basho's body.

"I just tried it, it didn't work..." Ling Jiayan said dejectedly.

Kong Fan said nothing, and gently twisted his fingertips, making a bloody wound, then raised his hand to feed Basho with blood.

Yingji tried to pry open Bashao's mouth with trembling hands, and Ling Jiayan also came to help.

Kongfan's blood flowed into Bajiao's mouth, but she no longer had the ability to swallow. Kongfan's blood gradually filled Bajiao's mouth and then flowed out from the corners of her mouth.

Kong Fan glanced at Ying Ji's expression and continued to feed his blood to Bajiao.

Ling Jiayan wanted Kong Fan not to waste his energy and exhaust himself, but Ling Jiayan looked at Kong Fan and then at Ying Ji and chose to remain silent.

Kong Fan's blood kept flowing out from the corner of Bajiao's lips, and slowly flowed drop by drop onto the back of Yingji's hand that was prying Bajiao's mouth open.

"Enough." Yingji closed her eyes.

Kong Fan looked at Ying Ji with compassion and slowly withdrew his hand. He said, "I will temporarily seal her soul and find a way to revive her later."

Yingji lowered her eyes and said nothing.

She regretted it thousands of times in her heart.

She couldn't help but think that if she refused Basho's suggestion to use the Hidden Breath Talisman on Kong Fan and let Kong Fan come with her;

If Ling Jiayan wanted to stay and kill the Nightmare Demon, she would take Bajiao and leave without looking back;

If she hadn't been worried about Jian Feng's safety when she turned back to help Ling Jiayan, she wouldn't have been able to crush the Yikong Pearl in time;

like……

If she were strong enough to protect Basho...

After a long time, Yingji slowly opened her eyes. The moment she opened her eyes, the tears hidden in her eyes suddenly rolled down and hit Basho's body.

Her vision was blurred by tears, and Yingji could hardly see the banana in her arms.

She used a handkerchief to carefully wipe the blood and medicine stains off Basho's face.

Yingji smiled gently at Bajiao and said, "Don't be afraid, Bajiao. Go and stay with your sister. I will rescue you and your sister."

must.

She wanted to make a pinky promise like they did when they were little, but neither Hibiscus nor Basho would respond to her.

All the vows and promises are beyond words.

Ling Jiayan's brows furrowed, a trace of self-blame forming. He felt as though he had implicated Bajiao. He glanced at Yingji's expression and whispered, "I just checked, but there's still no news of Jianfeng. I'll go set up a formation somewhere else to investigate his whereabouts."

Yingji didn't say anything.

Ling Jiayan didn't say much and went to look for Jianfeng helplessly.

Yingji hugged Basho for a long time, and her mind kept recalling the hugs they had shared in the past.

As the sky gradually darkened, Yingji put Bajiao into a jade coffin, and then put the jade coffin into the small black box where Mujin's jade coffin was kept.

Two small jade coffins lay next to each other, and two people who were very important to Yingji were in this small wooden box.

I thought, Bajiao won't be afraid anymore with Sister Hibiscus by her side, and Hibiscus won't be lonely anymore with Bajiao by her side.

fine.

But she became lonely and scared.

Yingji carefully pushed the lid up and closed it. The small box lay quietly in her palm, and she sat quietly in the twilight.

Kong Fan stood beside her, accompanying her silently.

She always has an unyielding spirit like a raging fire, and thousands of setbacks cannot erase her fighting spirit, but at this moment, she is like a candle swaying in the wind.

Kong Fan squatted down beside Ying Ji and gently placed his hand on hers. Her hands were stained with blood, which had already dried.

Kong Fan called softly: "Aying..."

After a long while, Yingji's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was slowly coming back to her senses from her sorrow.

"I don't like my name," she whispered. "It's as small as a firefly."

After a pause, she added dejectedly, "Fragile and incompetent."

The dejection in Yingji's eyes stung Kongfan's heart. His chest suddenly shrank, and an indescribable stinging pain gradually spread from his heart, making his limbs feel like they were falling into an icy cave.

What can he do?

Kong Fan looked at the two people's folded hands. There was dried blood on her hands. He had the urge to wash her hands, but he knew that this was not what she cared about. It was too insignificant.

Kong Fan looked around, catching a glimpse of the nearby woods. He glanced at Ying Ji again, then stood up and walked towards the woods.

Kongfan was gone for a long time.

Yingji just sat there blankly, her mind empty, having long lost track of time. Kongfan didn't come back until midnight, and she hadn't noticed how much time had passed.

Kong Fan walked out of the woods and saw Ying Ji sitting by the stream with her knees hugged, in the same position as before he left.

Tonight, the stars and the moon, which can read people's hearts, are all hiding behind thick clouds. Between heaven and earth, there is darkness, just like Yingji's heart at this moment.

Kong Fan squatted down beside Ying Ji, raised his left hand, and slowly opened his clenched fingers.

A few faint spots of light flickered in his palm.

Yingji glanced at it casually and asked without any emotion, "What is this?"

Kong Fan seemed a little surprised and asked, "You don't know him?"

Yingji said nothing, and had no interest in looking at those dots of light again. She had already withdrawn her gaze, her eyes drooping listlessly.

"Fireflies." Kong Fan said.

Yingji blinked her eyelashes lightly but still didn't look up.

Kong Fan slowly opened his other hand, then took out a white jade bottle from his snow-white wide sleeves and opened it.

One by one, fireflies flew up from his palm and then flew out of the white jade bottle in his hand.

One firefly after another, clusters of light after clusters of light.

The faint spots of light gathered together, slowly flew upwards, and gradually brightened the dark night.

The soft light grew brighter and brighter, making it difficult for Yingji to ignore it. She finally raised her eyes, her gaze slowly following the ball of light.

The soft ball of light grew bigger and bigger, warm, sparkling, floating, and gradually blooming.

"Firefly?" Yingji murmured, with doubt in her soft voice.

Of course she knew about the tiny creatures called fireflies, but she had never looked at them closely before.

Her gaze followed the endless stream of fireflies, gradually lifting her head to gaze at the night sky. The darkness was obscured by these soft swirls of light. Her vision gradually cleared, and she could make out the ripples on the water, even the texture of a dead leaf blown by.

The dark night is lit up like the dawn.

Yingji slowly stood up and stood in the overwhelming group of fireflies, looking up at the lights blankly.

The stars and the moon hiding behind the clouds seemed to be attracted by the brilliant light here. They jumped out from behind the clouds curiously, flickering and shining, competing with the light on the ground.

Kong Fan looked at Ying Ji standing in the light and shadow.

"The light of a firefly is also light." Kong Fan said gently, "Aying, you are never insignificant. Nor are you fragile or incompetent."

Yingji's fingertips hanging by her side moved slightly, then slowed down. She slowly raised her hands and gently held them in front of her, holding her hands full of fireflies.

She stared at the fireflies dancing in her palm without blinking.

Although their lives are short, they burn brightly.

Yingji suddenly burst into tears, and the tears that she had suppressed out of habit and instinct flowed out one after another.

Swarms of fireflies flew slowly into the distance.

A few fireflies flew away from Yingji's palm. She subconsciously curled her fingers and held the fireflies in her palm.

She wanted to remember this night.

She wanted to collect these fireflies into a spiritual weapon.

Yingji looked at Kongfan through the light of fireflies.

But he certainly doesn't like to trap and kill lives.

Yingji slowly spread out her hands and released the fireflies.