"Cold." Su Yin was in a dream and was barely conscious. He subconsciously hugged Qian Yue tightly, moving closer to him.
Listening to Su Yin's weak voice, watching the woman desperately trying to draw warmth from him, Qian Yue watched as Su Yin's usual smile turned into a frown, and he felt his heart tighten. Could it be that he couldn't even protect a woman, his only spiritual companion? Qian Yue clenched his fists, a faint golden light flickering between his brows.
Seeing Su Yin's condition getting worse, he finally sighed and couldn't help but gently touch the woman's eyebrows.
Just because of this, can you not help but use your inner elixir?
On the pure white jade platform, a man who looked like a banished immortal slowly opened his eyes, and a solemn light flashed in his eyes.
With the help of Qian Yue's inner elixir, Su Yin's body temperature finally dropped, gradually returning to normal, and his breathing slowly became regular. Now he was sleeping soundly on Qian Yue's body like an octopus.
The way this woman sleeps is really not flattering. Qian Yue couldn't help but laugh at it. This woman really spends the rest of her time sleeping except for eating and talking. Thinking of this, Qian Yue not only didn't despise her, but also gently touched her brow and gently brushed away the loose hair on her face.
Isn't this good? Qian Yue gently touched Su Yin's sleeping face. How long had it been since he thought of those war-torn years? He looked at Su Yin, his mind spinning with thoughts. Suddenly, his eyes turned cold and he looked towards the door.
The runes in the room suddenly stopped flowing at this moment, floating quietly in the air. As the person behind the door flicked his finger lightly, the runes suddenly disappeared in an instant, and the door slowly opened.
Qian Yue looked at the person who came and slowly curled up a cold smile. He finally came.
The man in white stepped lightly over the threshold with a brisk pace. He was dressed in white, not stained with a speck of dust. His long hair was neatly tied behind his head like the finest silk. His skin was as white as snow, and his whole body exuded an immortal aura.
"Your spiritual power has recovered." The man in white said lightly, not a question but an affirmation.
Qian Yue looked at him coldly, "You came here just for this?"
"Of course not." The man denied.
Rong Hua paused, looking at Qian Yue's slightly twisted head, and then looked at Su Yin who was sleeping in Qian Yue's arms, "It's because of her."
Qian Yue's eyes turned cold, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
Rong Hua smiled slightly, opened his five fingers and stretched them in the direction of Su Yin. The air was flowing rapidly, and Su Yin suddenly broke away from Qian Yue's arms and flowed towards Rong Hua.
Qian Yue's arms felt empty, and all the warmth disappeared in an instant. Seeing that Su Yin had fallen into Rong Hua's arms, he looked at Rong Hua, clenched his fists, and drops of blood dripped down.
"Your spiritual power has only recovered slightly, yet you have to consume your inner core again for this woman." Rong Hua looked at Qian Yue, whose face was filled with murderous intent, and said lightly, "Your body is no longer as good as before."
"Why should you interfere in my affairs?"
"Why bother." Qian Yue had hidden himself very well. If he hadn't used his inner elixir for Su Yin and been discovered, he would never have guessed that someone else had broken in.
Qian Yue felt Rong Hua strengthen the spiritual power of the chain again, but he remained unmoved and just looked at Rong Hua coldly. He no longer had the strength to protect her.
Rong Hua looked at the woman and pulled her into his arms. Looking at Su Yin's slightly childish face, Rong Hua was a little surprised. Five Elements Spiritualist? That's really interesting. Thinking of this, Rong Hua smiled. He was handsome and not like an ordinary person.
"Let her go." Looking at Su Yin buried in Rong Hua's arms, Qian Yue spoke lightly. Even though he had no spiritual power left, his voice still revealed his innate majesty.
"The hundred-year agreement has come to an end." Rong Hua did not answer directly. Looking at the unconscious woman in his arms, Rong Hua reached out and picked her up. "We must end this together."
Feeling as if she had been thrown into another cold embrace, Su Yin shifted uneasily and whispered softly, "Qian Yue."
Qian Yue felt a pain in his heart when he heard Su Yin's weak voice. Rong Hua ignored Su Yin, hugged him and turned around to walk back. Countless golden runes flashed behind him, sweeping across the entire room like an overwhelming force, and the door closed heavily.
Rong Hua carried Su Yin and stepped out. He was met with a sea of green. It was like two completely different worlds from the one behind the door.
Feeling the spiritual energy in the room intensify, countless golden runes seemed to drown him. Qian Yue did not move, looking at the empty room, so quiet that not even a sound could be heard. Had he actually lived like this for nearly a hundred years? Looking at everything that was familiar yet unfamiliar, he finally closed his eyes silently.
"Su Yin."
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