Chapter 121
At dawn, Zhu Yuan rose and grasped the sandalwood pillow beside her, her pure eyes filled with gratitude.
After quickly tidying up, I began to carve meticulously in the early morning light.
When it was fully light and Zhu Yuan left, his face was full of joy.
I can give it to my sister in a few days!
But Yueying's door was tightly closed today.
He lay on the couch, his once captivating eyes now completely devoid of light, his rosy face flushed, and his stiff, taut body resembling a corpse!
Undeterred, he took out the Qiankun Ring again.
The colorful books that he treasured so much, which he had even carefully categorized and placed on the shelf, had indeed vanished!
But at this moment, he wished it had vanished without a trace!
Instead of personally handing this pile of shameful items to the other protagonist in the storybook!
He sat up abruptly, the overwhelming embarrassment almost suffocating him!
"Hoo—" He took a deep breath.
"Phew—" He exhaled a breath of stale air...
"Alas—" In the end, the ground collapsed again, turning ashen!
My entire face and neck were burning up unbelievably!
What else did he say last night?
What else was said... I can't remember anything!
His mind was filled with those books, which he had read countless times!
"What should we do? What should we do? Little White!" Moon Shadow shook Little White awake.
"Woof?" Little White looked completely bewildered.
Moon Shadow wanted to die again, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.
Fine, he'll just have to figure it out himself; this stupid dog won't come up with anything anyway.
After pondering for a long time, Yueying finally picked up her pen and wrote a letter.
But just before leaving, he tore the letter to shreds!
This departure might mean never seeing the Immortal Venerable again, only witnessing his disciplinary whip...
Unlike Yueying's hesitation and helplessness, Lu Xuanzhi stood calmly in front of Lingwu Gate.
Even after the height of summer, the lingering heat of autumn was still terrifying, but Lu Xuanzhi was like a clear, sweet spring, with a few pieces of ice still hanging in the spring, showing no sign of heat.
He truly possessed the air of a detached, aloof immortal.
While Yueying was still pulling at her hair, Lu Xuanzhi had already met with Lingwu.
While Yueying was still hesitating and restless, Lu Xuanzhi had already told Lingwu about the thoughts he had sorted out overnight.
The moonlit scene finally fell into complete silence. Lu Xuanzhi was already discussing with Ling Wu how to enter the Demon Realm.
Half a month passed before Lu Xuanzhi remembered Yueying.
"Has Moonshadow returned to the Immortal Realm?"
Lingwu glanced at the colorful items in her ring and said softly, "She's in the room pondering immortality."
Lu Xuanzhi neither agreed nor disagreed, but he didn't ask any further questions, since it was a good thing that he wasn't coming anyway.
"Sister! Um... Brother Lu, I'm going now."
He wished to wash the dishes and chopsticks clean, then stood up and waved to the two of them. His clothes, though made of rough material, were very clean.
Lingwu nodded, but Zhu Yuan hesitated and even blushed.
"Xiaoyuan is back today, and she brought a little something for her sister..." His hands hung at his sides, but his eyes sparkled and looked very cute.
Lingwu's gaze fell on his sleeve, but she pretended not to know and nodded, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
The sun sets in the west.
May you hold that hairpin, painstakingly polished day and night, and step out of the shop with joyful steps, ready to go home.
But the further they walked, the more they felt something was wrong. The once noisy and chaotic place gradually became quiet, as if it were a completely different place from the bustling city they had just been in!
May you hold the hairpin tight and look up.
At the end of the road stood a person. Although she was wearing a cloak, she showed her face without caring about it, clearly not taking the blessing seriously.
He clutched the hairpin to his heart, his legs feeling as heavy as if they weighed a ton, unable to move. At that moment, he thought of the strange things that had happened in the city recently.
I also know that the person I met was no ordinary person.
Can……
He didn't want to die; he was just a little short of being able to give himself to his sister.
I haven't wished my sister eternal happiness yet...
The woman stepped forward, bent down, lifted Zhu Yuan's head, and touched the beauty mark under his eye with one hand.
"Your name is Zhu Yuan, right?" she asked, her tone hesitant.
Zhu Yuan shook her head. "My name is Zhu Yuan. Sister, you've got the wrong person."
The woman wasn't annoyed by this; instead, she reached out and stroked Zhu Yuan's cheek.
"I'm sorry, perhaps I really have mistaken you for someone else." Her voice was like ethereal music.
But just as the woman stood up, she stopped in her tracks, her brow furrowed.
Wishing you well, wishing you a long and prosperous future...
"wrong."
Then a beam of light shot out from her hand and landed straight on Zhu Yuan's forehead!
"No problem..." Before he could finish his wish, his eyes were stung by a sudden burst of bright light!
As the bright light faded, a touch of blood appeared between Zhu Yuan's brows, and a drop of blood rolled down his brow bone, while he still clutched the hairpin tightly in his palm.
Zhu Yuan staggered back two steps, a trail of blood running down his young face.
His body slowly collapsed, blood sliding down his forehead and soaking his clean clothes.
A pair of black pupils were filled with a deep sense of death, and a hint of dark purple, until a single tear slid down his cheek.
The woman lowered her eyes and murmured softly, "I'm sorry, Zhu Yuan cannot come to the mortal realm this time."
Then a radiance enveloped Zhu Yuan's body. Sensing the arrival of other auras, the woman paid no attention and simply stood there quietly waiting.
The light slowly engulfed the boy's entire body.
"elder sister……"
Xiao Yuan has not yet repaid her sister.
——
The courtyard door was pushed open, and the young boy appeared before Ling Wu.
"Sister." He still walked with joyful steps, his face full of innocence and naivety.
But her eyes had a faint dark purple hue, and the beauty mark under her eye resembled a beautiful yet wicked flower, eerie and dazzling, so beautiful it was breathtaking.
Ling Wu noticed the change in the young boy in front of her, but did not respond as usual.
The boy's eyes sparkled with a joyful smile as he obediently knelt down beside Ling Wu.
"Sister, guess what I brought back today?"
Her voice was as innocent and youthful as ever.
"I don't know." Lingwu picked the fairy flower and handed it to the little white bear beside her.
Upon seeing this, Zhu Yuan lowered his head slightly, his voice muffled.
"Don't you want to know what happened to Xiaoyuan today, sister?"
"What happened to Xiaoyuan?" she asked gently.
But the words "Xiao Yuan" sounded incredibly grating to him.
He pursed his lips, lowered his eyelashes, and remained silent.
Seeing the child's appearance, Lingwu didn't ask any further questions.
Her attitude was lukewarm, leaving him feeling at a loss. Finally, he could only mutter, "You've figured it out."
The wooden hairpin in his hand, which had warmed from the body heat of a mortal, was now extremely hot.
When the little polar bear saw the purple glint in Zhu Yuan's eyes, it whispered, "Aww?"
The little white bear's words did not attract Ling Wu's attention, but Zhu Yuan took the wooden hairpin back because of its presence.
How did she end up here?
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