Chapter 49 Senior Brother is Here
Mu Jianjian: It feels like a dream.
She had no idea she could make that sound.
Her sweet, affected voice was so natural that it gave me goosebumps.
A shadow crossed Chi Wenqing's eyes. The girl's voice was sweet and soft, as if she were soaking in honey. Her face felt soft to the touch, and a faint fragrance lingered around him as she took the initiative to get closer.
Surprisingly, they weren't opposed to it, and even... wanted to do something else.
At this moment, Mu Jianjian was like a puppet, being manipulated to get up, pour wine, and raise the wine cup to the man in white.
At this point, it would be strange if Mu Jianjian couldn't figure out what Wan Qinghuan was up to.
Her body seemed to be under even more complete control, with only the ripples in the wine glass revealing her resistance and unwillingness.
The girl's hands were as soft as tender shoots, and her red sleeves slid down as she raised her arms, revealing wrists that resembled white lotus roots.
Chi Wenqing's eyes were deep and unfathomable. Recalling the feeling of her leaning against his arms just now, the smile on his lips became even more dazzling.
This is his junior sister.
After being poisoned, she was like a porcelain doll, completely at the mercy of others. I really wanted to lock her up for the rest of my life.
I will only ever talk to him, and I will only ever look at him.
Mu Jian held the wine cup tightly, fearing she would suffer the same fate as the girl from before, but to her surprise, the other party accepted it.
The aftereffects of the secret technique recently performed on my right eye are still present, and a soreness is sweeping through my brain.
But she felt she had to try again—
No matter what, this so-called "young lord" in front of me looks more terrifying!
Seeing Chi Wenqing drink the wine the girl offered, Wan Qinghuan clearly felt the chilling pressure around her dissipate considerably.
Suppressing his joy, just as he was about to control the girl again, he met the gaze of the white-clad man who had raised his eyes.
Wan Qinghuan felt her blood freeze instantly, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. An oppressive aura, like crushing ants, swept over her. Knowing she couldn't escape, she raised her voice.
"She's been poisoned by my tree poison and is under my control. You can't hurt us!"
Chi Wenqing's smile was beautiful and alluring, yet extremely dangerous. "Tree poison? The Wood Spirit Clan has been in the secret realm for over ten thousand years. The divine tree has declined. Do you really think that only your Wood Spirit Clan can cure it now? Besides, are you willing to harm her?"
Wan Qinghuan's face turned pale again after her thoughts were exposed.
The clan chief, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "Young lord, our clan's ritual only allows the soul to enter the tree spirit; it will not harm her in the slightest from beginning to end... Besides, what you want to take..."
Unexpectedly, after so many years, someone has caught his eye.
“Give her the antidote, then we’ll discuss the terms,” Chi Wenqing said without hesitation, drawing a small black lotus with his fingertips. “You don’t want to see that broken tree uprooted, do you?”
"Qinghuan, untie her." The clan chief said helplessly.
"Chieftain?" If they solve it, there's truly no hope left!
"Solve it."
How could the clan chief not know the consequences?
However, he dared not provoke this madman. In the Wood Spirit Land, he could use all his strength without restraint, and he did not want to gamble, nor did he dare to.
Wan Qinghuan glanced at the clan leader's expression, took a deep breath and finally compromised. When she raised her hand, her entire arm shrank and turned into a slender branch!
As the branches gradually turned from dark brown to black, a rich, exotic fragrance emanated from the girl.
At this moment, Mu Jianjian was still on her way to activating the secret technique—
[Host, your body probably can't handle it if you use it again... I think that young lord wants to save you, otherwise...]
"Never hand opportunities to others! I have no connection with him, why should he save me?" Mu Jianjian asked, bewildered. "You know, I'm not universally loved, unless..."
Unless what?
"Unless I am money, hehe."
system:……
My host always manages to make the most of his untimely sense of humor.
Mu Jianjian's body trembled slightly, her fingers curled up, and she was slowly regaining consciousness.
Detoxified!
She was about to gather her inner energy again when the man beside her pressed her down.
Did he realize he was about to run away?
Mu Jianjian was in a hurry, and the red veil on her head was lifted off.
The white-clad man who came into view had long, willow-leaf eyebrows, handsome and well-defined features, and his dark eyes sparkled like a starry river, making it easy to fall for him.
Mu Jianjian was stunned.
She never expected that the person standing in front of her would be Chi Wenqing.
The senior brother's smile was as gentle as ever. She saw him touch her right eye, as if coaxing a child, "Senior brother is here. Jianjian, don't use your pupil technique anymore. It's not good for your health to use it so soon after you've just learned it."
Mu Jianjian's nose tingled, her eyes welled up, and tears streamed down her face.
She didn't actually feel wronged. She was outmatched and got captured, so there was nothing to say. She deserved it.
But when I see someone standing next to me saying "He's here," I can't help but feel a flutter in my heart.
Even looking at Chi Wenqing's smile, one feels a sense of disorientation—as if they had seen each other a long, long time ago, before their first encounter.
She just forgot.
Wan Xing slumped against the wall, clutching her neck, watching the man in white patiently wipe away the tears of the girl in red. She almost fainted from anger.
The other members of the Wood Spirit Clan never expected that the girl they were preparing to sacrifice was actually the junior brother and sister of the young lord!
Their relationship remains so close.
No wonder...
Wan Qinghuan lowered her head, covered the blood she coughed up, and slowly closed her eyes.
With the young lord protecting them, how could the ceremony possibly be completed smoothly? The inability to perform the sacrifice means that the curse that once fell upon their Wood Spirit Clan can never be erased.
Mu Jianjian calmed down and, seeing the gazes all focused on the two of them, tugged at Chi Wenqing's sleeve.
"Young Master?"
Now that things had come to this, she naturally realized that her senior brother was hiding his strength and identity, but now was not the time for the two of them to talk about it properly, so she made a small joke.
"Together, round and round."
The exposure of his true identity was so sudden, no wonder it wasn't surprising at all...
As the man's warm breath lingered around her ear, Mu Jianjian lowered her gaze, her face flushing with regret and shame.
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