As I silently complained, I suddenly remembered that Hua Hua had dispersed her own spiritual energy. If ghost qi invaded her body, it might harm her life.
Tsk tsk. This cold-faced Buddha is quite considerate.
I felt relieved and smiled.
The pear garden and peach garden were entirely different. Although peach blossoms are also white, it’s not the same as pear blossoms.
I tried to conceal my presence, searching for Mu Chen’s whereabouts to prevent him from hiding before I could reach him.
Flower petals covered the ground. As the wind blew, flowers flew above and below, like a beautiful human painting.
The long chair in the pear garden was still there. A tall, slender man lay on it, a white fur spread beneath him, looking like a delicate piece of white jade, untouched by dust.
I flashed over, and as he was about to rise, I blocked him on the chair, leaning over him, laughing, “No escaping.”
He caressed my cheek, looked at my clothes, and said, “You look good, like the first time I saw you. Why are you here? Afraid I’ll really break the seal?
I gasped heavily, struggling to climb off him, trembling as I got down, still smiling, “Don’t underestimate this rookie god’s curse. I used a lot of effort for this spell. If you break it too early, I’ll be sad.”
Ignoring his angry voice, I flew towards the Corpse Bone River with the wind, holding back tears.
I just understood that Xiao actually loved Qian Yi. He couldn’t bear to let her die. I also can’t bear to let Mu Chen die, but I just can’t bear to let him disappear with me.
The Corpse Bone River was more gloomy than before. My palm hurt; the soul was about to break free from its restraints. I suppressed it, and Yan Gu’s voice drifted between heaven and earth: “Quickly give me the soul. The life-and-death curse is cast. What are you still worried about?”
I pressed the soul in my palm and said, “Qian Yi God has already told me that you are a cat. Even if you break the contract, you won’t die.”
