Chapter 394
But once she entered the Death Desert, Wen Yu realized just how terrifying it was; countless times, she had almost brushed shoulders with death.
Fortunately, the Holy See of Light also hoped that Wen Xin could successfully reach the Cleansing Pool and become the Holy Maiden of Light again. Therefore, they secretly gave her a lot of life-saving items and a map of the Desert of Death.
With these aids, Wen Yu, dragging her badly injured and disheveled body, finally found the Cleansing Spirit Pool.
It was a lake in the middle of the desert, surrounded by yellow sand. Strangely, the wind and sand seemed to automatically avoid the lake, leaving the water spotless and crystal clear. Under the sunlight, it shimmered and sparkled, like a dreamlike mirage.
Wen Yu's eyes lit up, and she practically crawled into the Pure Spirit Lake using both her hands and feet.
Her bright future...
However!
A pair of shiny black leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her way.
Why are there other people in the Death Desert?
Wen Yu was startled and looked up to see the Marquis Maxim's hateful eyes.
"ah……"
Wen Yu screamed in fright and instinctively took a few steps back.
"Wen Yu! You've deceived this Marquis so thoroughly!"
Marquis Maxim glared at her through gritted teeth.
Wen Yu's pupils contracted. "Marquis Maxim, what are you talking about? Why are you in the Death Desert?"
Marquis Maxim sneered, "What do you think, Wen Yu?"
When Wen Yu heard him call her name, her heart pounded. She tried to calm herself down. It was impossible. How could her identity have been exposed?
There's no way Wen Xin, that stubborn woman, would reveal her true identity to the vampires.
"Marquis Maxim, I know you are heartbroken over the loss of your son, but haven't you already taken my sister away? What are you trying to do?"
"I am Wen Xin, not Wen Yu!"
"Oh my, the younger sister is quite used to acting like the older sister."
A woman's melodious, laughing voice suddenly echoed through the desolate desert.
Wen Yu's face turned deathly pale.
Wen, Wen Xin? How could that be? How could that be!
Pegasus descended from the heavens. The Death Desert is a deadly place for ordinary people, but for an ancient god like the Vampire Grand Duke, it is no different from any other place.
With a super awesome boyfriend, Wen Xin can show off at will.
The Pegasus came to a steady stop in the center of the Pure Spirit Lake. Two winged elves opened the carriage door, and Wen Xin, dressed in a beautiful white dress, stepped gracefully down from the carriage.
Crystal high heels touched the lake's surface, creating ripples. Little fairies danced around her, and the girl stood still on the water like an archangel descending from the clouds, spreading her pure white wings.
Her exquisite and beautiful face, and her noble and holy demeanor, made one want to kneel at her feet and look up to her in worship.
Wen Yu was initially incredulous, but gradually, her face twisted with jealousy.
impossible!
impossible!
How could Wen Xin be here?
And why was she able to use magic in the Death Desert?
It's fake! It's fake!
Wen Xin looked down at Wen Yu, who was dressed in rags and looked more disheveled than a beggar. Her cold gaze was like that of a god looking down on an ant. Her eyebrows and eyes remained unmoved, and her red lips parted slightly:
"Little sister, it's been so long! This reunion was specially prepared for you by your older sister. Are you happy?"
What a load of rubbish!
Wen Yu sat on the yellow sand, her face covered in dust and her eyes bloodshot.
She suddenly grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at Wen Xin, but of course, she couldn't do anything except get it all over her own face.
"I am not your sister! I am Wen Xin, the Holy Maiden of Light. What kind of demon are you, and why are you impersonating me?"
Wen Xin sighed softly, "The younger sister doesn't recognize her older sister, but how come she doesn't even recognize herself?"
Wen Yu roared, "Shut up! Shut up!"
Why is that bitch here?
Shouldn't she have been toyed with and killed by the vampires?
Why doesn't she just die? Why doesn't she just die?
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, little sister, but I'm living a very happy life," Wen Xin chuckled. "Little sister, are my blood and spirit any good?"
Wen Yu froze like a stone, staring at Wen Xin with a nervous and terrified expression. "What...what are you going to do?"
“I won’t do anything,” Wen Xinman said. “After all, I took your blood, so we’re even. But you took my spirit and magic, yet you crippled your own dark magic. That’s not very kind of you, little sister!”
Wen Yu suddenly realized what Wen Xin was planning to do, shuddered violently, and turned to run away.
If Wen Xin's spirit and magic are gone, what else does she have?
How can she still be the Holy Maiden of Light and become a person of high status?
No!
However, where could Wen Yu possibly escape?
She was frozen in place, and a blood-red magic circle suddenly appeared beneath her. The eerie array patterns crawled up Wen Yu's feet, and the intense pain of having her blood drawn and bones scraped made Wen Yu scream repeatedly.
"Ah! Wen Xin! You bitch! No! That's mine! Mine!"
"Aaaaaah! Spare me! Spare me!"
"Sister, I was wrong! Sister... Ah!"
Bang!
Wen Yu fell to the ground, her blood staining the yellow sand beneath her, and her body convulsed uncontrollably as if she were having a seizure.
Without Wen Xin's spirit and light magic to conceal her, the aura of a witch emanated from her.
Marquis Maxim's eyes turned red with hatred. "Wen! Yu!"
He almost mistook his enemy for his own, and allowed the real killer of his son to live a life of luxury and ease.
That hateful witch!
"Marquis Maxim".
Just as Marquis Maxim was about to tear Wen Yu apart, Wen Xin spoke calmly.
His hand froze. Given the other party's current status and his own guilty conscience about having misunderstood his enemy and tried to kill her, Marquis Maxim did not dare to kill Wen Yu recklessly.
He frowned and looked at Wen Xin, "Madam, this woman is very cunning; we must not leave her to cause trouble later."
Wen Xin looked at him and said, "Don't worry, I won't have any sisterly feelings for her anymore."
Marquis Maxim, having his thoughts read, awkwardly shut his mouth.
"Gentlemen, have you had enough of the show? Aren't you coming out?"
Vampire C emerged with the bishop of the Holy See and the current saintess.
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