Ye Qingliu's gaze inadvertently swept across Chao Youye's arm, and the faintly visible dark purple mark glowed with a strange luster in the sunlight.
His pupils shrank slightly, and Chao Youye's unusual behavior just now suddenly flashed through his mind - the brief wandering eyes, the unnatural trembling of his fingertips, and the slightly shifted gaze when he spoke.
He should have thought of this method earlier, this familiar layout...
"It's 'him.'" Ye Qingliu sighed inwardly, his knuckles unconsciously tightening. The wind in the forest suddenly grew sharp, picking up a few dead leaves that brushed against the tips of his shoes.
After Chao Youye's face regained some color, the three of them set out on their journey home again.
The forest path was dyed amber by the setting sun. Mu Xinrong was enthusiastically recounting what he had seen and heard in the game. Chao Youye occasionally responded with a few words, while Ye Qingliu walked silently in front, his vigilant eyes constantly scanning the swaying shadows of the trees around him.
Just as they were about to walk out of the dense forest, something strange happened.
"Crash—"
A strange black mist suddenly surged from the ground, instantly solidifying into a solid object. A figure draped in a dark purple robe materialized out of thin air, its pale face half-revealed beneath a wide hat brim, a playful smile on its face.
On the top of the bone scepter in his hand, a dark blue crystal was emitting an ominous light.
Wizard Yan Yu - the mysterious black shadow from before - gently waved his scepter, and two transparent magic bubbles instantly enveloped Chao Youye and Mu Xinrong.
The surface of the bubble flows with a rainbow-like luster, which looks beautiful but indestructible.
Mu Xinrong pounded the inner wall hard, but the sound was completely blocked out; Chao Youye was much calmer, just looking at the uninvited guest with an inquiring look.
"Teleportation?"
"You guessed wrong~" A warm breath with a smile brushed past his ear, and Ye Qingliu froze.
Yan Yu had slipped behind him without him noticing, the cold scepter pressing against his back. "Now you're all alone."
The wizard's voice was as sweet as honey, but the content was creepy. "Are you ready to say goodbye to this world?"
The crystal on the top of the scepter suddenly lit up with a dazzling red light. With Ye Qingliu as the center, the ground suddenly cracked into countless tiny cracks, and blood-red roses broke through the ground.
These strange flowers grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The edges of the petals glowed with a cold metallic light, and in the blink of an eye, a fiery sea of flowers was formed.
They sway in the sunset like dancing flames, emitting breathtaking beauty.
He reached out and touched the nearest rose, and a bloody mark immediately appeared on his fingertips - these petals were as sharp as knives.
The wizard didn't miss the flash of surprise that crossed Ye Qingliu's face. He chuckled like a child who had just found a favorite toy, and spun his staff in a joyful circle. "How is it? My newly researched 'Bloody Garden', specially prepared for you~"
"So you designed so many..."
Ye Qingliu glanced at his trapped companions, then looked at the faint tracking mark on his arm.
"Is that why?"
There was a deep sense of speechlessness in his tone.
"It's been ages since we last met." Yan Yi suddenly leaned in close, so close that Ye Qingliu could clearly see the fine gold powder on his eyelashes. "I wanted to give you a surprise."
“That’s really interesting…”
The wizard did not miss the little expression on Ye Qingliu's face. He still caught the surprise in just a moment.
The way he tilted his head looked innocent and cruel, like a black cat playing with its prey.
Ye Qingliu took a deep breath and said, "Then let him go."
"Your friend?" The smile on the wizard's face suddenly froze and his voice instantly turned cold.
He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the blue light on the scepter flickered.
"Yes." Ye Qingliu answered decisively, not caring at all about the other party's sudden change of attitude.
The atmosphere froze for a moment. Yan Yi suddenly laughed again, this time with a hint of mischief: "Xiao Qingliu, if you just say 'please,' I'll let them go~"
He deliberately dragged out the last word and played with a strand of his long hair between his fingers.
A vein popped up on Ye Qingliu's forehead. He counted to ten in his head before restraining himself from striking. That provocative smile on his face—how could this person be so shameless as to be thicker than a city wall?
Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, the wizard roughly understood what he meant.
"I'll let him go, okay?"
The wizard softened completely. He knew that if he really angered his little ancestor, it would be very scary. His little ancestor had such a temper, what could he do? He just spoiled him, and he would be silent after that.
The wizard reached out and ruffled Ye Qingliu's hair, saying, "It feels pretty good."
Ye Qingliu slapped the other person's hand off his head and glared at him with an unhappy look on his face, as if to say, "If you dare to touch me again, I'll chop your hand off."
To the wizard, the other party looked like a cat with its fur standing on end, something he wanted to pet. After watching the 180-degree facial changes, Mu Xinrong and Chao Youye Shen simultaneously rolled their eyes, and just like that, the wizard released them.
The three of them set out on their return journey together.
Time dividing line————————
Warm sunlight filtered through the dense foliage, casting dots of golden light. Beneath the tree, Wen Sinian seemed to sense someone approaching, and he opened his hazy eyes, sizing up the newcomer.
Sheng Xiaohe was standing in front of him. The light in Wen Sinian's eyes gradually dimmed, and he recalled those unbearable past events. Sheng Xiaohe's death became a nightmare that he could never get rid of.
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
A cool hand brushed his forehead. Then, a large face suddenly approached, catching Wen Sinian off guard. He felt the warmth from Sheng Xiaohe's palm, a feeling he hadn't had in a long time.
If everything could stop, he really hoped that time could stay here forever.
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