A few minutes after she left the scroll, it instantly dissipated into countless five-pointed white lights, hovering in mid-air. Wu Yue caught them, and a cool, domineering power surged into her blood. She quickly sent the white lights into a bamboo tube.
Bai Ze's gaze fell on the spot where the painting had vanished, a hint of regret on his face. But he quickly regained his composure; dwelling on the beauty of the past would only hinder his progress. Besides, someone had already shown him the path ahead, a path shrouded in morning mist, ethereal and elusive, yet one that filled him with immense anticipation.
When Yan Chiyu waited until Wu Yue's complexion had almost recovered, he helped her up and she stood up. Just as she regained her balance, a blurry figure emerged from the bamboo tube, showing only half of her body. Judging from her attire, she seemed to be from ancient times.
Yan Chiyu didn't recognize him, but Wu Yue was extremely familiar with his face.
"I never thought I'd see you again after I'm dead..." The afterimage smiled bitterly, its clear face suddenly blurring.
Wu Yue pondered for a moment and said, "I am not her."
“I know that, I look at these eyes day and night. You two have the same face, but your temperaments are different.”
Without Wu Yue's introduction, Yan Chiyu immediately recognized who he was. Instead of waiting, he replied meaningfully, "It's just that the person in your heart borrowed my lover's face. Please don't think about it anymore."
A flicker of disbelief seemed to cross the figure's feet, but then a realization dawned on him, and he chuckled wistfully, "Thank you for clearing my head, young master. These years of waiting have felt like a dream. Now that the dream is over, it's time for me to go..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wu Yue pressed the afterimage back into the bamboo tube and then sealed it.
[Hardcore Operation]
[Hahahaha, the Witch God is toxic! He doesn't show any mercy at all!]
Help!! I'm still so moved by Yanmei's words "lover"!
I smile like a doting aunt every day at other people's love stories.
That's all for now. Wishing you all a long and happy marriage, and peace and joy.
[What I'm saying is, can't you at least pay attention to Bai Ze, who looks like he's been struck by lightning?]
Bai Ze: I shouldn't have been there; I should have been under the car.
[I have a feeling that Bai Ze is still bothered by the fact that the God of Witchcraft is in love?]
"Five days...shouldn't we head out now?" Wu Yue cut to the chase without saying a word.
Yan Chiyu said, "I checked yesterday, there are two people left, it should just be the two of us."
“Bai Tang taught me how to reclaim the Yuanque Secret Realm, but we’ll have to wait until you get out.” Wu Yue thought for a moment, then pulled over Bai Ze, who was standing there looking dazed and lost in some unknown mental world, and handed him to Yan Chiyu. She said seriously, “Take him out first and wait for me outside. I’ll be there soon.”
Yan Chiyu really wanted to ask Wu Yue why she was in so much pain in the minutes after she came out of the painting, and what exactly she had encountered.
However, he still didn't have a chance to ask, and could only say, "Okay."
He grabbed Bai Ze's arm and lit the teleportation talisman given to him by the Su family. The firelight illuminated the area, casting a ghostly blue glow. In an instant, blue mist enveloped the two of them, and their figures vanished.
The world was silent; not even the sound of the wind could be heard. When the wind stopped, the lush vegetation also ceased to move.
Wu Yue took a deep breath, trying to clear the blurry, painful images lingering in her mind. She slowly raised her hands to form a hand seal.
Yan Chiyu and Bai Ze appeared in the Su family hall. Almost everyone was there. Some looked disheveled, some looked crazy, and some had blank stares. Those who were in better condition, like Ming Yixiu and Xiang Dongshu, had some scratches and a few strands of hair sticking up.
After he appeared, several middle-aged men surrounded him: "Mr. Yan, where are the young men of my Xu family? Have you seen them?"
It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned it, because the moment he did, Yan Chiyu immediately became displeased: "If you're referring to Xu Shaoxuan, then he's already dead."
Seeing his appearance, the middle-aged man in the lead widened his eyes: "If he had encountered some difficult task, with his intelligence, he should have been able to ignite the Su family's teleportation talisman in time, but he didn't... Did... did you kill him?"
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