"Xiao...Xiaomu..."
Gan Yu looked at the dragon-like creature and said in disbelief.
"Why...why you...?"
"Cough cough..."
The scales on the dragon's body gradually peeled off, and slowly, a familiar face appeared before Gan Yu—it was Jiang Mu.
"Why...?"
Gan Yu rushed towards Jiang Mu, gently stroking his face, and murmured.
"Cough cough..." Jiang Mu coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and foam, and said slowly.
"My brothers and I came here and discovered a secret realm."
"During our exploration... we encountered a cloud of black mist..."
"That black mist...cough cough...entered my...body, and then...cough cough cough...I lost consciousness..."
"And then... I saw you, Sister Gan Yu..."
“I…” Gan Yu murmured. Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she used ice to seal Jiang Mu’s wound and then picked him up, who was a head taller than her.
"Let's go find True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind; she'll definitely have a solution..."
“Gan Yu…”
As they were talking, a familiar voice rang out. Gan Yu turned around and saw that it was Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun who had rushed over.
"True Lord, please save Xiao Mu, he..."
“Gan Yu…”
A hint of reluctance flashed in Zhenjun's eyes.
"Jiang Mu's body... has been almost completely eroded by the Chi's consciousness... even I... am powerless to help..."
"Moreover..." True Monarch Liuyun Jiefeng paused, then said with deep sorrow.
"The fact that the dragon has its eye on Jiang Mu... is partly due to me..."
“What…” Gan Yu said in disbelief.
"Back when we were fighting the Chi, I also assisted the Emperor. Chi are extremely vengeful creatures; they remembered my scent, and Jiang Mu is carrying... the gift I gave him back then..."
Therefore... the remnants of the dragon...
"How could this be..." Gan Yu murmured, her eyes wide.
Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun merely shook his head slightly. The next moment, bursts of pure white light emanated from Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun, slowly descending upon Jiang Mu and seeping into his body…
"True Lord..."
Gan Yu was stunned, because the aura emanating from True Monarch Liuyun Jiefeng was his original immortal power, which was extremely precious...
“Gan Yu…”
As the light mist slowly dissipated, True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng, who was somewhat weak at the moment, spoke to Gan Yu.
“Gan Yu, I cannot completely dispel the influence of the dragon for him, so I can only temporarily delay his recovery…”
"Say what you want to say as soon as possible, so you don't have any regrets..."
After leaving behind a cryptic remark, Liu Yun, with a flap of his wings from Feng Zhenjun, departed, leaving the two of them to their own devices...
"Sister Gan Yu..."
Jiang Mu's voice startled Gan Yu from her daze. She quickly looked down at Jiang Mu, whose face was slightly flushed, and hurriedly asked.
"how are you feeling?"
"Not good," Jiang Mu murmured.
"It feels like... my whole body doesn't belong to me anymore..."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Gan Yu pulled Jiang Mu's head tightly into her arms and scolded him, but tears were already streaming down her face...
"Sister Gan Yu!" Jiang Mu cried out anxiously, quickly wiping away Gan Yu's tears. "Why are you crying...?"
"I……"
Gan Yu didn't answer, she just hugged Jiang Mu even tighter...
“By the way, Xiao Mu,” Gan Yu suddenly asked.
"What was that thing you asked me to promise you before?"
"Well..." Jiang Mu scratched his face, somewhat embarrassed.
"Let's not talk about it..."
"Hmm?" Gan Yu's expression turned serious.
"Okay, I'll talk, I'll talk..."
Jiang Mu immediately raised his hands in surrender.
"Yes, I'm listening..." Gan Yu said gently. "Go ahead."
“Sister Gan Yu.” Jiang Mu said with a serious expression.
"Um."
"I like you."
"Me too."
"It's not that kind of liking."
"I know, me too."
"Really?"
"Really, I like you, I like you so much, my little Mu."
"That's wonderful..." Tears welled up in Jiang Mu's eyes...
Why are you crying?
Gan Yu asked in confusion.
"No, I'm just... so happy..."
"Me too! I never expected that my lovely little Mu would be just like me..."
"Sister Gan Yu..."
"Um?"
"When we get back, we'll have the wedding, okay?"
"OK."
"I promise I will make you the happiest bride in the world..."
"I trust you……"
"Sister Gan Yu..."
"What's wrong?"
"I... am a little sleepy, I want to... take a nap first..."
"Go to sleep..." Gan Yu whispered.
"I will always be with you..."
"good……"
The man smiled happily and slowly closed his eyes...
"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."
Was it raining that dampened their faces...?
But why does this rain feel so bitter...?
………………
"Knock knock..."
A knock came at the door.
"Go in." The fifth-generation Tianquan rubbed his aching temples and said.
"It's been so many days, Mu'er, why hasn't he come back yet..."
The door opened with a click, and in the rain, a figure slowly emerged...
"Gan Yu?" Tian Quan exclaimed in shock, "Why aren't you using an umbrella...?"
The next moment, when Tianquan saw the person Gan Yu was holding, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave...
"Mu...Mu'er..."
…………………………
According to the Liyue Chronicles, the fifth son of Tianquan, surnamed Jiang, perished along with the remnants of a demon god. He was buried at Mount Hulao by Gan Yu, the secretary of the Seven Stars...
From then on, Gan Yu closed her mind and devoted herself to the affairs of Liyue, with no other intentions.
Their weapons also changed from longswords to longbows for long-range use...
………………
"You have truly suffered over these thousands of years..."
The spirit of the fifth generation of Tianquan looked at Gan Yu, whose face was covered in tears, and sighed.
"But he's not the Jiang Mu you love. What are you really thinking now?"
“I…” Gan Yu murmured.
“Perhaps you only see him as a substitute for Mu’er, but that’s unfair to both you and him,” the Fifth Generation Tianquan murmured, his hands behind his back.
“Xiao Mu’s…replacement…” Gan Yu fell into deep thought…
"You need to think about this problem carefully yourself..."
The spirit of the fifth-generation Tianquan Star slowly walked away and raised his arm.
"That kid... went in that direction, hurry and chase after him, it should still be in time..."
Thank you.
Gan Yu nodded and followed the direction he pointed...
"well--"
The old man paused in place and murmured.
"Love has always left only regret, and this regret will never end..."
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