Chapter 442, Final Volume (Nine)
Although Gu Yanjing had a sharp tongue, she was telling the truth.
If Hongjun were to die in this state, he would definitely not be able to reincarnate.
Just like him, he had too many sins, and no amount of atonement after death could redeem him.
Then there's no point in atoning for your sins; you might as well be completely torn apart by the vengeful ghost.
For this reason, Gu Yanjing often cherishes his life. Although he seems gloomy, he still knows when to play it safe.
"If you want something, you always have to give something in return." Hongjun seemed very tired, pushed Gu Yanjing aside, and lay down on the couch himself.
"Zhuque, sing me a song." Hongjun curled up on the bed, looking very insecure.
"You're dreaming." Gu Yanjing sat on the floor, leaning against the bed, his hair disheveled.
It looks fierce.
"Zhuque, I'm so tired, so tired." Hongjun reached out and hooked Gu Yanjing's hair.
"Isn't this what you asked for?" Gu Yanjing, with his back to the person, suddenly sneered, but his tone revealed nothing of the sort.
Hongjun's hand stiffened, and he suddenly tightened his grip on Gu Yanjing's hair, causing Gu Yanjing to shudder and howl in pain.
"Suzaku, have you remembered something?"
Ignoring Gu Yanjing's resistance, Hongjun grabbed her loose black hair, propped himself up, and looked at her with a fierce gaze.
He cannot, he cannot let anything, anyone, disrupt his plans.
"What the hell? Let go of me! Holy crap, are you sick? You're acting like a sissy. Men don't grab each other's hair when they're fighting. Hongjun, you pervert, you old pervert."
Gu Yan was startled, his head tilted back as someone grabbed his hair, pulling at his scalp so hard it felt like it was being ripped off. He was in so much pain that he grabbed his hair while trying to pry Hongjun's hand off.
"Zhuque, don't hide things from me, you know? I'm afraid I won't be able to resist killing you and taking your heart." Hongjun pulled the person into his arms, his face gloomy.
His hand landed on Gu Yanjing's chest, feeling the heart pounding inside.
That sounds beautiful.
Gu Yan was so frightened that she dared not move, her voice trembling. At this moment, Hongjun was like a madman, not doing anything about the mortal world.
"What do you mean? What's so special about my heart?"
Hongjun chuckled upon hearing this, and placed his palm on his heart in a reassuring gesture: "Of course it's special, this heart is the most important."
Gu Yan was shocked to find his smile truly perverted, and remained silent while being held in his arms.
Hongjun fell asleep after a while, and gradually let go of Gu Yanjing's hand.
After Gu Yanjing confirmed that the person behind him was relaxed, he rolled off the bed and onto the floor. He tidied his messy hair and placed his hand on his chest.
What exactly is wrong with this heart?
He previously thought that Hongjun had captured him here because of a joke Pan Feng made years ago.
But now it seems that what Hongjun wanted was his own heart.
What kind of trouble did that bastard Gu Yuan cause him?
So annoying.
I wish I hadn't done it.
Leaving the place to Hongjun, Gu Yanjing ran out to the lotus pond to feed the fish. She also picked a few lotus pods full of Daoist charm and ate them with relish.
His behavior is very much like that of someone who has no memory.
Suddenly, a mark appeared on Gu Yanjing's wrist. It was a totem of two birds lying with their necks intertwined, and a human voice came from the totem.
"Jiaojiao".
Gu Yanjing looked at his wrist and poked it in confusion: "Who is Jiaojiao calling?"
Although Lu Lingjun was prepared, he was still saddened that someone had forgotten something: "I'm calling you, Your Majesty Suzaku."
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