Like a lone bird soaring into the storm-ravaged sky?
However, when she slowly raised her eyes, she met the extremely serious gaze in Qin Qianluo's eyes.
That gaze was like an incredibly sharp sword, piercing straight into the softest corner of her heart.
It also contained a deep sense of pity and tenderness, a profound affection for her that ran deep in his bones, and a helpless lament for the capriciousness of fate.
Su Jinyun's struggles gradually stopped, and her heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible and cold hand.
The pain was so intense that words failed him; tears welled up in his eyes, but he stubbornly refused to let them fall.
She slowly stretched out her arms, using all her strength as if to shut out the whole world, and hugged Qin Qianluo tightly.
It was as if he wanted to merge Qin Qianluo into his soul, never to be separated from her.
She buried her head deeply in Qin Qianluo's shoulder, her throat feeling as if it were choked by a blazing fire, and mumbled a "Okay".
That single "okay" seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength in her soul, filled with endless pain, helplessness, reluctance, and deep longing.
She really didn't want to put Qin Qianluo in a difficult position, and even less did she want Qin Qianluo to be distracted by her, affecting her determination and courage to deal with the crisis.
But her Qianluo is so cruel, so cruel to make her face that unknown, potentially irreversible danger alone.
It was cruel to leave her alone to face a world without Qin Qianluo, to endure the ever-present, endless loneliness and the heart-wrenching longing.
That longing will grow wildly like a vine in every corner of her remaining life, entwining her until the very end.
Qin Qianlu keenly sensed the warm touch coming from the back of her neck. The warmth was like a delicate yet powerful electric current, quietly traveling along the texture of her skin.
It entwined her heart with its unique warmth and gentleness, carrying Su Jinyun's distinctive vitality.
It was as if their heartbeats could be transmitted and intertwined through this warmth, striking her heartstrings again and again, causing her to tremble.
She understood perfectly that Jin Yun's silent yet profound gesture was undoubtedly an affirmation of her difficult decision.
In that instant, her heart felt as if it had been suddenly gripped by an invisible giant hand covered in sharp thorns, and the excruciating pain surged like a raging tide.
It spread rapidly and overwhelmingly to every inch of her skin and every corner of her body, almost suffocating her.
However, the heavy burden of her mission weighed heavily on her shoulders, like a towering, unshakeable mountain.
She had no room for cowardice or retreat; she could only harden her heart and bury this excruciating pain deep within her soul.
She slowly raised her eyes, her gaze like a tranquil and deep pool, or a gentle and soothing breeze, slowly sweeping to one side.
Apart from Haoyue, Yaoguang, Long Nanzhi, and Feng Qingyun all turned around in perfect unison, deliberately creating a relatively independent and private space.
Seeing this, Qin Qianlu couldn't help but sigh softly. The sigh seemed to come from the depths of her soul, mixed with deep gratitude for everyone's understanding.
It also contained an endless sense of helplessness in the face of the current complex situation, like a low and mournful lament, quietly echoing in the camp.
Immediately afterwards, her gaze was involuntarily drawn to the bright moon.
The black and white dumpling stared with its round, bell-like eyes, its gaze gleaming with barely suppressed curiosity.
His eyes were practically glued to her and Jin Yun, as if he wanted to etch every minute detail of this scene into the depths of his memory.
For fear of missing any of the wonderful moments, they looked particularly comical and ridiculous, yet also possessed a cute and endearing charm that made people laugh.
Qin Qianlu shook her head helplessly, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside her.
He then turned his head away, deliberately avoiding the little dumpling that made him both annoyed and amused, as if this would allow him to temporarily forget the humor in the tense atmosphere.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her turbulent emotions.
She adjusted her breathing slightly, cleared her throat, and used all her strength to make her voice sound steady, resolute, and powerful.
He said softly, "Yaoguang, I need you to lead the sect disciples to safeguard this peace and protect everyone. I wonder if you have the ability to do so?"
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