Chapter 233 Brother Xiong Xiong, Don’t Die
"Madman... What a madman..." Chu Xuanyi's eyes were full of powerlessness.
As time passed, the golden light in the hall became brighter and brighter, but Xiao Yu's aura was weakening at a terrifying speed.
The ink-black hair was turning from black to gray, and then from gray to snow inch by inch.
Ah Jiu's condition on the couch was improving at an alarming rate.
The strange black line between her eyebrows became lighter and lighter under the continuous washing of the Purple Dragon Qi, and finally disappeared completely.
The little face gradually regained a bit of color, the tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and the breathing became steady and long.
As the deathly look on her face gradually faded away, Xiao Yu's smile deepened.
His Ah Jiu was finally fine.
Deep in the sky prison.
This is the darkest and dampest corner in the entire imperial city. The air is filled with the nauseating smell of blood and decay.
In a cell at the deepest part, Yun Wende, the once powerful Prime Minister, lay on the cold ground like a dead dog.
His soul was forcibly severed by Ajiu with the power of his divine pupils. He had already run out of energy and was only hanging on with his last breath.
“Huh…huh…”
A sound like a broken bellows came from his throat, and his turbid eyes stared at the small skylight on the top of the cell, his eyes filled with unwillingness and resentment.
He planned and endured for a lifetime, and was about to succeed, but in the end he was defeated by a young girl.
He was unwilling to accept it.
Just before his consciousness was about to fall into complete darkness, a faint green light suddenly appeared under his clothes on his chest.
The light penetrated the prison uniform, outlining a hideous poisonous insect tattoo on his skinny chest.
The insect seemed to come alive, its eight legs moving together, its mouth opening and closing, and a message so weak that it was almost imperceptible was transmitted along some mysterious connection.
"The key... has entered the game..."
"But... when... the door... opens..."
As the last message was sent, Yun Wende's head suddenly tilted and he fell completely silent.
The hideous insect tattoo also lost its light and turned into a piece of gray dead skin, branded on his cold corpse.
In the side hall.
When the last wisp of black air was purified from Ajiu's soul, Xiao Yu's body shook violently and he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.
The golden light dissipated in an instant.
He could no longer hold on, and his body went limp and fell to the side.
"Your Majesty."
Chu Xuanyi rushed forward and supported his falling body in time.
The first thing you feel is a frightening coldness.
At this moment, Xiao Yu's hair was as white as snow, and his breath was as weak as a candle in the wind, as if it would go out at any time.
He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the little girl on the couch who was breathing evenly and had a rosy complexion, and whispered with his last bit of strength.
"She... is fine..."
After saying this, he tilted his head and fainted completely.
The golden light faded and the hall returned to darkness.
The domineering yet gentle power of the barrier also disappeared.
"Your Majesty."
Chu Xuanyi rushed forward and supported his falling body in time.
He reached out and touched Xiao Yu's pulse. The beating from his fingertips was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, like a candle in the wind that could be completely extinguished at any time.
Chu Xuanyi's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.
“Hmm…”
At this moment, an almost inaudible moan was heard from the soft couch.
Ajiu's long eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.
What meets the eye are the familiar carved beams and painted buildings, and there is a faint soothing fragrance at the tip of the nose.
She felt that her body was better than ever, her mind was clear, and her limbs were full of strength.
But at the same time, deep in her heart, there was an inexplicable, bone-chilling chill and weakness lingering, as if the most important things in her life were being taken away bit by bit.
"Xiongxiong...Brother..."
She called out subconsciously, her voice still a little hoarse.
She struggled to sit up, her eyes searching the hall for the familiar figure.
Then, she saw it.
She saw the man who was half supported and half embraced by Chu Xuanyi, leaning dejectedly on the edge of the bed.
She saw that his handsome face, which looked like a god, was completely pale.
I also saw his... dazzling white hair like snow.
“…”
Ajiu's mind went blank.
Then...who is it.
Who is that person with white hair, a weak breath, and who looks like he will die in the next second?
"Brother Xiong Xiong..."
Ajiu's voice was trembling. He climbed down from the couch using his hands and feet and staggered towards that side.
"The prince..."
Chu Xuanyi was about to explain when he was interrupted by Ajiu who rushed over to him.
"Brother Xiongxiong, what's wrong with you?" Ajiu knelt in front of Xiao Yu, stretched out her trembling little hands, wanting to touch his face, but she didn't dare, "Wake up, look at me... I am Ajiu..."
"Your hair...how did your hair become like this..."
Tears as big as beans rolled down her eyes uncontrollably, hitting the cold floor tiles and shattering into pieces.
She is not stupid.
As soon as she woke up, she felt a warm and powerful force in her body. She was very familiar with the aura of that power. It was Xiao Yu's Ziwei Dragon Qi.
But at this moment, the man who should have possessed this power has become exhausted.
The answer is self-evident.
"Brother Xiongxiong, don't scare me... Don't die..." Jiu's tears completely burst out. She lay on Xiao Yu's knees and cried heartbreakingly, "I don't want you to save me anymore... I will return the dragon energy to you, please wake up soon... Wuuwuwu..."
"Ajiu, calm down first."
Chu Xuanyi felt a pain in his heart when he saw her grief-stricken expression, but he still forcibly pulled her away from Xiao Yu.
"Let me see the prince's condition."
Ajiu was pulled aside by him, but he still stared at the unconscious Xiao Yu. His tears flowed even more violently, and his little body trembled constantly because of the extreme sadness.
Chu Xuanyi took a deep breath, suppressed all his emotions in his heart, and took Xiao Yu's pulse again.
Time passed minute by minute, and the only sound left in the hall was Ah Jiu's suppressed, faint sobs.
After an unknown amount of time, Chu Xuanyi finally slowly withdrew his hand.
"Sir..." Ah Jiu immediately raised his head, his red eyes looking at him with a last glimmer of hope, "Brother Xiongxiong, he...how is he? You must have a way to save him, right? You are the Imperial Master, you are the most powerful sir in the world, you can definitely do it."
Chu Xuanyi looked at her tear-stained face, opened his mouth but found his throat was so dry that he couldn't say a word.
He was silent for a moment, then reached out and placed his hand on Jiu's wrist.
A stream of pure spiritual power penetrated into her body. After circulating around, Chu Xuanyi's expression became more solemn, even with a hint of horror.
"How could this happen..." he muttered to himself.
"Sir, what's wrong?" Ajiu was so frightened by his appearance that his heart was in a knot.
Chu Xuanyi raised his head, looked at her with complicated eyes, and said slowly: "I must tell you two results. Ah Jiu, listen carefully."
"First, the soul-pulling curse on you has indeed been lifted."
When Ajiu heard this, there was no joy on his face.
"But..." Chu Xuanyi changed the subject, his tone extremely heavy. "The prince used his most fundamental Purple Dragon Qi to forcibly cleanse your soul. This process is equivalent to completely fusing his life with your soul. From now on, an unbreakable 'Dragon Soul Bond' has been formed between you."
"Dragon Soul Bond." Jiu repeated the unfamiliar word blankly.
"To put it simply," Chu Xuanyi explained in a way she could understand, "the fates of the two of you are now completely bound by an invisible thread. If he's okay, you'll be fine. If he... if something happens to him, you won't survive. Prosperity is shared by all, and loss is shared by all."
Ajiu was stunned.
She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her heart.
No wonder…
No wonder she felt empty in her heart as soon as she woke up, as if a piece of her had been gouged out alive.
It turns out that it was not an illusion.
That was Xiao Yu's life, slipping away bit by bit from their common destiny.
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