Since she's already here, she's determined to find the Immortal Token and destroy the enemy.
Meanwhile, Huaiyu, whom they were discussing, switched identities with Qingnian and, avoiding everyone's gaze, went to a tomb chamber.
Looking at the handsome man lying lifeless in the crystal coffin before her, her expression was a mixture of love and hate.
She took a light step forward and sat on the jade stool that had been prepared in front of the coffin. Leaning slightly forward, her jade-white fingers slowly touched the face of the handsome man inside.
Like a lover, she gently stroked the man's eyebrows, eyes, and nose, finally lingering on his cold, thin lips, caressing them with lingering affection.
After a long pause, she chuckled softly, her expression turning somewhat manic: "Hua Shi, look, so what if you don't love me? In the end, you still ended up in my hands."
She paused, then, as if in a conversation, asked the handsome man she called Hua Shi, "Do you know what happened to He Xin?"
The next moment, a bright and satisfied eerie smile appeared on her face, her voice carrying a chill.
"She's dead. I personally pushed her into the gale, and she was torn apart by the gale. I watched with my own eyes as she was ripped apart bit by bit, her blood spraying out like a mist. Hahaha!"
At this point, Huaiyu suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, the echoes of which reverberated throughout the entire tomb.
Then, as she laughed, she started crying again, gripping the shoulders of the handsome man in the coffin tightly with both hands, and began to scream at the top of her lungs.
"What is it about me that I lack compared to her? Why do you love her but not me? I was the one who met you first, and I've given so much for you. Why won't you even glance at me? Why? Tell me why!"
As she spoke, she went wild again, shaking the handsome man's shoulders desperately.
It wasn't until she lost control and accidentally bumped the man's head against the coffin with a loud thud that Huaiyu seemed to suddenly come to her senses, and her face showed a look of heartache and guilt.
While rapidly gathering immortal power in her hands to help heal her injuries, she kept murmuring, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Hua Shi, I didn't mean to, please don't be angry with me."
Unfortunately, the handsome man, who was unconscious, could not give any response. Or rather, even if he could, his face would only show disgust.
Huaiyu clearly hadn't thought of this at the moment. She was still using her immortal power with a pained expression, presumptuously trying to heal the wounded.
After a while, she calmed down again and put the handsome man back.
Then, she lay down next to him, snuggling close to him with a satisfied smile on her face.
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