95 The Truth (V)
◎Don’t like her anymore…◎
"Sister Qiuyan!"
Her heart was pounding and her breathing seemed to be choked at that moment. Li Jintang rushed to her side, carefully helped her up, and let her lean on his arms.
"Sister Qiuyan," she called softly, her fingers brushing lightly across her face. "Sister Qiuyan, wake up..."
The person in her arms was pale, with no trace of blood on his lips. After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly curled her fingers and opened her eyes slightly. After seeing the face of the person holding her clearly, her pupils suddenly tightened.
She struggled to get up, then hugged the other person tightly, as if to confirm again and again whether this person was real.
"Atang, why are you here?" After a while, she loosened her grip and pulled him closer for a closer look. "Did he capture you as well?"
"Don't worry, sister. I followed him on purpose," Li Jintang said, grabbing her hand to comfort her. "I knew he was disguised as you that day. I guessed you might be in trouble, so I followed him to find you. Unexpectedly, I got lucky and actually found you."
Qiuyan's eyes lit up with worry as she heard this: "How could you risk this alone? Do you know how dangerous this is?"
Not knowing how long the barrier could last, Li Jintang carefully helped her to her feet. "Sister Qiuyan, it's not safe here. Let's get out first."
Qiuyan supported herself against the wall with one hand and stood up. Some color had returned to her face. She forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, Atang. He just knocked me out and brought me here, but he didn't do anything to me."
"Baby, baby, run!"
I saw the Book of Fate jumping and rushing towards me, and suddenly a strong wind came from somewhere and knocked it to the ground.
"Hey!" Li Jintang got up hurriedly. Before she could reach the door, the shaky door slammed shut, isolating her and the other two from the outside world. The only ray of light in the room was the sunlight shining through a small hole in the roof.
"Why is the wind so strong?" She reached out and pushed the door hard, and was surprised to find that although the door looked shabby, it did not move at all despite her strong push.
"Book of Destiny, Book of Destiny—" She knocked on the door and shouted, "Can you hear me? What's wrong with you?"
Qiuyan stood up and steadied herself, staring intently at the door: "Atang, get out of the way."
A crescent-shaped spiritual power was swung out, and it immediately collided with a thick fog. After the fog dissipated, the door was still closed, and not even a trace of wind could get in.
At the same time, there was a sudden loud "boom" and a huge plate of blood appeared in the middle of the room. The smell of blood instantly filled the entire room.
Li Jintang immediately ran back to the girl, carried her in his arms and moved her inside, away from the blood pan.
It seemed that the breakthrough point should not be the door. Li Jintang quickly looked around and finally his eyes fell on the small hole in the roof. "Sister Qiuyan, maybe we can pry it open from there."
Just as he finished speaking, another golden light flew out and hit the cave entrance squarely. Soon, crackling sounds were heard, and several cracks instantly appeared all over the eaves.
"Great, let's get out now before that guy catches up..."
Before she could finish her words, she suddenly stopped talking. A ray of golden light tightly bound around the girl's ankles flashed a trace of despair in her eyes.
Li Jintang stopped talking, squatted down and silently pulled the rope, his palms were almost bleeding from being strangled, "It's just a rope, I can just break it..."
The temperature in the room rose noticeably, and a few drops of sweat fell from her forehead. She didn't bother to wipe them off, and held the rope tightly with both hands.
"It's no use, I've tried." Qiu Yan smiled bitterly, lowered her head and tried to pry her hands apart. "Atang, I'm already very happy that you're willing to take the risk to save me, but you can't die here with me."
Li Jintang ignored her and held the rope tightly. A few drops of blood fell from her palms, but she seemed not to feel the pain. She raised her face slightly, tears welling in her eyes, "Sister Qiuyan, I came here to take you away. Now I am leaving by myself, but I keep you here. What's going on?"
The blood plate was slowly growing in size and would soon cover the entire room. Qiu Yan reached in to explore and was shocked to find that it was as cold as ice. Anyone who stayed inside for even a moment would be frozen into an ice sculpture.
"It will be too late if you don't leave now!" Qiu Yan raised her hand and wanted to send her out directly, but found that the hand that had just touched the blood plate was powerless. Suddenly, a wave of regret surged in her heart, and she could only look at her sadly.
Li Jintang had no idea what the other person was thinking. She carefully felt the rope and suddenly an idea came to her mind: "Sister Qiuyan, I have an idea..."
"Do you think I will be grateful to you just because you do this?"
The girl's cold voice came from above, making her suddenly startled.
Li Jintang raised his head and looked at her in disbelief: "Sister Qiuyan, what did you say..."
"That demon injured my senior brother and slaughtered my disciples from the Immortal Realm, yet you teamed up with him," Qiu Yan looked at her coldly, her expression indifferent. "If I weren't tied up and unable to move, I would have killed you to vent my hatred."
Li Jintang shook her head, not believing these words at all. She cut her hand and let the blood soak into the rope.
"Sister Qiuyan, don't try to provoke me to leave by saying these things," she blinked, trying hard to hold back her tears. "You risked your life to save me before, so how could you possibly hurt me?"
"Who provoked you?" Qiu Yan said anxiously, "I don't want to die with you. Be smart and leave now..."
Before she could finish her words, her ankle suddenly loosened. She paused, lowered her head in a daze, and saw that the rope that had bound her for many days had disappeared.
Seeing this, she was surprised and delighted: "How did you..."
But the next second after she opened her mouth, the rope shone brightly in her sight again, stinging her eyes. The rest of her words were cut off. Qiu Yan stared at her in astonishment. After a moment's pause, she reached out her hand tremblingly, her voice trembling, "You... Atang, you don't have to do this. If you die saving me today, how can I leave alive with a clear conscience?"
The spirit rope will recognize whoever's blood it touches the most as its master. Li Jintang curled her eyes and said softly, "Sister, when you get out, you don't have to avenge me. Just live well and come to see me every year."
Qiuyan's voice was filled with tears: "What are you talking about? I can't abandon you..."
But before she could finish, a burst of spiritual power suddenly surrounded her, and when she reacted, she had been sent out of the house.
"Atang--" Her pupils suddenly dilated, and she only had time to see the other party smile at her. Then the hole was blocked by someone, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open it.
The spirit rope had been absorbing her spiritual energy continuously for the past few days, and it would take some time for it to fully recover. If not, she would never have watched Atang get into trouble while trying to save her today...
Li Jintang curled up tightly against the wall. Bound by the spiritual rope, her range of movement was extremely limited. She could only rely on this to stay as far away from the big blood plate as possible.
She wasn't someone who would sacrifice herself to save others. She was also afraid of death, but, just...
She bit her fingers tightly, trying hard not to let tears fall.
Anyway, all time travel is fake. In this world, if her parents and sister are really gone, what's the point of her living alone? But Sister Qiuyan is different. She has Brother Qu, a master who loves her, and fellow disciples in the immortal world. She should want to live more than herself.
These memories suddenly flooded into her mind. Li Jintang looked up at the airtight roof and suddenly felt not so scared anymore. Instead, she felt a little lucky - it was good like this now. At least she didn't have time to feel sad before she died like them.
She closed her eyes, and those familiar faces from the past flashed through her mind one by one. After she died, would they come to greet her? Or had they already drunk Meng Po soup and forgotten her...
The bell on his ankle suddenly shook a few times. Li Jintang was startled, then he lowered his head and reached out to touch it gently.
I wonder what Xie An is doing now?
No, he shouldn't be called this name, but that doesn't matter anymore. She suddenly felt a little regretful. When he left with Brother Qu and the others, she only remembered to tell him not to hurt anyone, but forgot to ask him to protect himself.
Suddenly, her body trembled violently, and when she opened her eyes, she saw blood red - she had been surrounded, and all she could do next was to close her eyes and wait for death.
However, this formation would not kill people immediately. The gradually decreasing temperature and the increasingly heavy spiritual pressure made her spit out blood. Li Jintang raised her heavy eyelids, and her body was about to fall down - she could feel her vital signs slipping away bit by bit.
Suddenly, she felt a tightness around her waist, and was lifted up from behind, falling into a broad embrace. All the coldness around her seemed to disappear in an instant.
Li Jintang opened his eyes wide and looked at the intruder helplessly, "You...how did you get in?"
The boy hugged her tighter but didn't answer her question: "Be good, don't be afraid, I'm coming."
Her brain finally reacted completely at this moment. She patted his shoulder and tried to push him out, sobbing, "I... I can't leave. Get out quickly. If you stay here, we will die together."
But she didn't know that once this person came in, he would not be able to get out until the formation was exhausted.
"Okay," he wiped the blood from her lips, his voice as gentle as usual: "Then let's die together."
He was just asking for it.
"But Atang, you're wrong," he smiled slightly, tracing her lips with his fingers, "After I burn out my cultivation, this formation will be invalid, so..."
Li Jintang felt him approaching again, leaning on his shoulder with great affection, and lightly uttered a few words:
"You'll be fine."
A twisted figure appeared outside the formation, drawing ever closer. The figure smiled. Clapping his hands, he sighed, "This is truly touching, Xie Changyan. I never thought you'd be defeated by me this way."
He thought he would be met with a round of scolding and regret, and then he would be able to put on a victorious attitude and send this rival off, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't even give him a glance and just treated him as air.
This was not the outcome he had hoped to see. Lin Xiangxun was extremely annoyed. With a sullen face, he took a few steps closer, his mouth twitching a few times. "You didn't have to come. If you hadn't come, you wouldn't have lost to me, you wouldn't have lost your life for nothing, and the position of Sect Leader would have always been yours. What, do you regret this?"
Although this person's face had changed, Li Jintang still instinctively recognized him as the fake Qiuyan from before. She was held in his arms and barely poked her head out to confirm, but was immediately hugged back.
Xie Changyan lowered his eyes and stared at her, as if he wanted to carve the girl's appearance into his eyes, "Atang, don't look at him, look at me."
All she had in her mind were the few words that person had just said. Suddenly, her nose felt sore and tears fell down.
Li Jintang looked at the person who wiped her tears and suddenly wanted to ask a question: "Xie An, do you really like me?"
"Yeah." Puzzlement flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, she suddenly turned around and hugged him tightly.
"Then in the next life, you won't like me anymore..."
Don't meet each other anymore...
They originally lived in two different worlds, and he had his own path to follow. If it weren't for her, perhaps this path wouldn't have come to an end so soon.
【Author’s words】
It won't be haha, don't worry
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