Senior Sister Went Mad After My Fake Death Chapter 61

Having gone through a great battle, and coupled with the unfamiliar bed, its excessive luxury, and its strange touch, Jiang Chunai did not sleep comfortably. She woke up after not sleeping for long.
To her surprise, the moment she opened her eyes, she saw Han Xiao, who was also awake, looking at her with bright eyes.
Her ink-black pupils were the same as before, only occasionally did a golden light inadvertently leak out, exposing her secret of being a snake.
The two of them were sharing a bed, looking at each other.
…Although she knew that she was the one who had asked her not to leave last night, to stay with her, but to wake up early in the morning and see a person, or a snake, staring at her intently, this scene was a bit too frightening.
Jiang Chunai was now very direct and honest. “It’s early in the morning, what are you doing staring at me? It’s a bit scary.”
She knew in her heart that she had been the one to give the order first, so it was not appropriate to ask Han Xiao why she was here.
Han Xiao was stunned, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, as if she were making a difficult decision.
Anyway, she was now free and had nothing to do, and Jiang Chunai would not just kick Han Xiao out of bed to take revenge, so she patiently waited for her reply.
She saw Han Xiao’s thin, moist, and beautiful lips move up and down, and a few words came out, “I’ve only been in human form for a short while.”
She spoke in a low voice, as if she were wronged by Jiang Chunai’s words.
Jiang Chunai: …
She looked up in surprise and swept her gaze around the magnificent but gloomy bed. The carvings on the bed were intricate, and the dark patterns seemed to be from a netherworld talisman, coiling and climbing on the dark red sandalwood; the brocade bed curtains hung down like thick blood, and with a slight sway, they looked even more terrifying.
Although this place was terrifying, it seemed to be quite warm.
“So, in the Crimson Smelting City of the Nether Realm, you turn into a snake every night?” Jiang Chunai suddenly found it funny.
No one knew that the head disciple of the Immortal Lord of the Bright Snow Sect, who was as bright as the moon and as pure as the dust in the hearts of the cultivators, the demon king of the Nether Realm who made the three realms tremble with fear, would secretly shrink into a corner of a warm bed and turn into a snake.
And she would also, for fear of scaring people when she woke up early, have stably put away her snake form.
To this question, Han Xiao seemed to want to avoid the important and dwell on the trivial. “It’s still quite cold now.”
“So you’re hibernating here?” Jiang Chunai took up her words matter-of-factly, and after a few light laughs, she said she was getting up. “Here, you get up first.”
However, Han Xiao still did not move, her eyes fixed on her as she said, “I’ll help you. you were injured yesterday.”
Jiang Chunai’s heart suddenly trembled, not knowing if it was because of these words, or her gaze, or something about herself.
But she still agreed decisively, “Alright, then you help me.”
Han Xiao nodded lightly.
Although Han Xiao was a bit taller than Jiang Chunai, it was not impossible for them to wear each other’s clothes.
So Han Xiao pulled on the narrow sleeves and put them on for Jiang Chunai.
Enjoying the feeling of being served was indeed comfortable, but sometimes she would feel that she was not doing anything and was bored.
So when her right hand came out of the sleeve, and Han Xiao’s warm breath sprayed on her earlobe, Jiang Chunai suddenly called her, “Han Xiao.”
What she was most afraid of was sometimes the sudden full name, and then without any other words, as if she had just called her for the sake of calling her.
Han Xiao stopped her hands and looked at her from a distance, even shrinking back a little suspiciously.
“What’s wrong, Chunai?” she asked.
The two of them were too close. All it would take was for one of them to be a little bolder and they could easily brush against the other’s lips and nose.
But in this small space, a wisp of love seemed to be growing and entangling.
Jiang Chunai tilted her head slightly and said, “How did you save me?”
She remembered clearly that she had been beaten badly by Yuanlin Zhenren and was on the verge of death. She had only seen a long, dark green shadow flash by in the shattered light screen, and then Han Xiao had defeated Yuanlin Zhenren. After that, Jiang Chunai herself did not know.
So it was about this.
Han Xiao’s long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly. She continued to put the sleeve on for Jiang Chunai completely, and at the same time, she said, “I killed her.”
“Here, it was this hand,” she said slowly, and at the same time, she showed her slender, handsome fingers, fair and lustrous.
Saving Jiang Chunai was, in a way, another way of pleasing her. In general, these hands were always doing the same thing.
Jiang Chunai’s heart pounded, and she let that pair of blood-stained hands gently tie her silk sash.
The woman’s waist was slender and tender. When her fingertips lightly brushed past, it couldn’t help but make both of their earlobes turn red, with a faint pink tinge.
Jiang Chunai was indulging in this momentary beauty. Inadvertently, she lowered her head and saw something strange on Han Xiao’s waist: it was a bloody mark, from the inside out, staining her black inner clothes, like a ball of thick blood ink, exuding an endless strangeness and a shocking sight.
Her breath instantly hitched. She tried to search her memory for a relevant memory, but she got nothing. She had basically fainted yesterday, so how could she remember what had happened?
Her heart was in turmoil, like a raging river. The strange blood mark was like a sudden bolt of lightning, harshly striking her eyes, mercilessly shattering the mood she had just been indulging in.
“Eh?” at the same time, Han Xiao also keenly caught Jiang Chunai’s reaction. She wanted to move away. After all, her sash was already tied, so there was no need to continue.
She stood up with a feigned ease, but was then forcefully pushed down by Jiang Chunai, forcing her to look at her on the same level.
“Han Xiao, what’s that on your waist? Are you injured?”
Han Xiao was carefully considering how to answer, and she stammered, “Hmm… hmm?”
“I’m fine,” she said.
Jiang Chunai glanced at her. “Are you really fine?”
The two of them once again had a standoff with their eyes. Han Xiao was not good at lying, after all, and she soon surrendered. “I’ll talk, I’ll talk.”
A hint of helplessness appeared on her beautiful face, perhaps with a bit of relief.
To actively offer oneself up and confess was, after all, not as strong as waiting for others to discover it.
“Hiss…” Han Xiao endured the sound of gasping that escaped from between her teeth, and at the same time, she was shy and unwilling to let Jiang Chunai continue to look.
A large bloody mark appeared on her fair skin, a truly shocking sight.
Jiang Chunai was still checking the terrifying bloody mark, and at the same time, she was listening to Han Xiao’s sharp intake of breath. She couldn’t help but say, “If it hurts, it’s okay to cry out. Anyway, this room is so big, the people outside probably can’t hear, right?”
Han Xiao nodded lightly, her whole body still trembling. “Hmm, I know, but this little injury… hmm, I’m not the type to cry out.”
It was just a small injury. To cry out for it would be to lose some of the dignity of a snake who had cultivated for thousands of years.
“What do you mean, not cry out,” Jiang Chunai frowned, her face even closer to Han Xiao’s lower abdomen, her hot breath spraying out. “I’ve seen it, and I’ve heard it… hmm, you’re not going to cry out?”
Her warm breath touched Han Xiao’s skin, creating an itching sensation, and coupled with Jiang Chunai’s ambiguous but incredibly clear point, she could only say with some embarrassment, “Then you can look.”
This person was truly lacking in some emotions. She would blush at the slightest teasing.
Jiang Chunai secretly laughed, but she still did not let go of this dull snake. Her chin rested on her shoulder, and she tilted her head to breathe on her neck. “I not only want to look… but also to touch, and to listen.”
Her voice was beautiful and moist, and she slightly pinched her throat. Paired with this infinitely ambiguous action, Han Xiao probably felt that her illness was about to get worse.
Her soft fingers continued to wreak havoc on her body. Wherever they passed, the marks were heavy.
Even though she had been concerned about her wound just now, before long, it had turned into their lips and teeth pressing together, a silver thread connecting them.
They had both been sick to begin with.
Han Xiao was kissed by Jiang Chunai’s quite active kiss until her face was flushed. She had just gotten up from the bed to put on her clothes, but she had fallen back onto the bed again.
And the culprit was still snickering in her neck. As she laughed, her breath still came in wisps, with a hint of playfulness and triumph.
The warm breath on Han Xiao’s skin made her blush again. The words of complaint came to her lips, but because of this intimate posture, she couldn’t say them.
“Didn’t you just feel sorry for me?” Han Xiao thought for a moment and said helplessly.
Jiang Chunai just looked at her with her round eyes, her light, glass-like pupils, shining brightly. “Where did I not feel sorry for you? I feel sorry for the snake.”
This animal, a snake, its habits were just like this.
When they reproduced, they would gather together.
This was probably the first time she had been so active in throwing herself at her. Han Xiao thought for a moment, and then once again held Jiang Chunai’s wrist, staring at her. “Since you’ve said so… then shouldn’t I also not disgrace the identity of a snake?”
Jiang Chunai, who had just been snickering, quickly understood the meaning behind Han Xiao’s words.
“…Aren’t you still sick?” Jiang Chunai was horrified and wanted to pull away, but her wrist was held tightly. Who knew where this soft-skinned snake had gotten such great strength!
But Han Xiao just pressed against her with the same malicious intent, and in the same way she had just now, she repeated softly by her lips, “Sickness is sickness, and habits are habits.”
Even though her voice was very light, it was like a great bell, making one blush to the ears.
“Here,” Han Xiao seemed quite calm, and with the same slender, fair fingers she had just shown Jiang Chunai, she untied the sash she had just put on. “Didn’t you want to touch, and to listen?”
Jiang Chunai was pinned down by her and couldn’t move. She wanted to cry out, but she was too embarrassed.
“…!”
She swallowed her voice and began to regret her mischief on Han Xiao and her seductive behavior.
Sickness is sickness, and habits are habits.
When the wet tears pressed on her face, when the pleasure flowed through her whole body from the bottom up, Jiang Chunai still thought so.
She had never needed to cater to Han Xiao in this matter.
Han Xiao softly called her name, “Chunai?”
Jiang Chunai just had to turn her head to see the woman’s beautiful face tinged with a thin layer of charm, her eyes and brows also filled with a spring-like feeling.
Eh.
She responded to her like this, arching her back, and then catering to her.
She thought, since Han Xiao was like this—she herself was surely no better.
It was just that Han Xiao’s golden vertical pupils when she was in the throes of passion made it impossible for her to see her own face.
In the end, she buried her head deep in Han Xiao’s neck, absorbing her unique, rich fragrance.
It was not the incense that cultivators used, but a faint fragrance that she could not describe, like being in a light snow.
Not strong, but in wisps, making it impossible for one to leave.
She was like a clinging little kitten, rubbing against Han Xiao’s neck.
Greedy for the warmth of her neck, greedy for the richness of her body.
If… if there were still an if.
They had said they would get up early, but they were interrupted by Jiang Chunai’s sudden mischief. But there were still proper things to do.
This time, Jiang Chunai got up and put on her own clothes, refusing to let Han Xiao look after her.
She said righteously that she had to recuperate.
Han Xiao was quite helpless about this, but she listened to her words, had someone send her away, and also told them not to disturb Jiang Chunai when there was nothing to do.
Now in the Crimson Smelting City palace, everyone, from top to bottom, knew of Jiang Chunai’s existence.
She was surely going to be the Empress in the future.
So, even the demon attendant who reported that Jiang Chunai was coming to see Han Xiao would kneel on the ground and report to Han Xiao, “City Lord, the Empress said she wants to see you…”
Han Xiao looked up, and her eyes, which were like the cold moon and a lone star, instantly softened.
She reacted for a moment and quickly understood who the “Empress” the demon attendant was talking about was.
These demons were really demons, they were quite good at guessing their superior’s intentions.
“I know, you can go down. Tell her, she doesn’t have to come in, I’ll go out and find her.”
The corner of the demon attendant’s mouth couldn’t help but lift into a smile.
Hiya, my brother was right! It seems this human is definitely going to become the Empress of our Crimson Smelting City.
The Crimson Smelting City had not had such a joyous event for several hundred years. It was time for a celebration—speaking of the word “a wedding to ward off bad luck,” it had also learned it from the humans.
Han Xiao immediately finished tidying up and walked out of the great hall to find Jiang Chunai.
These days, Jiang Chunai and she had both recuperated quite well. Although the scenery of the Nether Realm was different from the human realm, it was still a place, and there were still beautiful things.
She didn’t ask Jiang Chunai what she was here for, but just said she would take her to the Nether River to have a look.
Jiang Chunai was surprised, as if she had not expected Han Xiao to take her to the Nether River, but she still quickly agreed, “Alright, let’s go.”
The two of them walked to the bank of the Nether River, and the strange scene suddenly entered their eyes, making them hold their breath for a moment.
Before they had arrived, they had heard the sound of flowing water. When they arrived, they felt the masterful workmanship.
The water of the Nether River was like a dark blue ribbon, winding from ancient times. It was extremely blue, a blue that was definitely not of the mortal world, deep and strange, its color so rich that it was like a corner of her most unbearable dream.
“This river water is really strange, not at all like the water of Mount Shu,” Jiang Chunai commented.
Han Xiao shrugged and replied, “If it were, then it would be a problem. But it will probably be like it now.”
The two of them fell into a silence at the same time.
Han Xiao knew how chaotic the Bright Snow Sect was now, and it was partly because of her.
Jiang Chunai, on the other hand, was silent, walking along the river bank.
The bank of the Nether River was not ordinary sand and stone, but jagged, strange rocks. The rocks were of various shapes, some like ferocious giant beasts, some like ancient stone tablets, with a faint light occasionally flowing on them.
Mentioning the Bright Snow Sect, one could not help but think of the past. For the two of them, it was not a good memory.
“By the way—I’ve been back for so long, and you haven’t taken me to see our child,” Jiang Chunai suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence.
Han Xiao turned her head. “It? It won’t hatch for a while yet.”
Jiang Chunai frowned. “Why hasn’t it hatched yet?”
She had never seen a snake egg that took so long to hatch.
It was too slow.
Han Xiao smiled and said, “It’s probably because you’re special, and I’m special, so it’s coming out slowly. Are you really anxious to see it come out?”
Are you in a hurry for that snake egg to hatch?
A hard-to-detect dark light suddenly flashed in Han Xiao’s eyes.
Jiang Chunai picked up a round stone from the ground and threw it into the misty Nether River. It was just a light stone, but it created endless ripples.
“I’m just concerned about its whereabouts. It’s been so long,” Jiang Chunai said. “As a mother, how can I just ignore my own child?”
This was not false. They were not the kind of people who would just ignore their own child.
After confirming that the egg was still hatching in the Spirit Gathering Pavilion, Jiang Chunai was quite curious. “Han Xiao, tell me, will it grow any bigger? Why do I feel that it’s much bigger than when you showed it to me last time?”
Han Xiao held her cheek and thought for a moment, “It’s probably because you haven’t seen it for a long time, so you think it’s gotten bigger.”
So it hasn’t?
Jiang Chunai pouted. “Long time no see? I really thought it had gotten bigger…”
As she spoke, she approached the snake egg. “It’s absorbed so much essence and still hasn’t hatched. When will it hatch?”
“One year, two years, three years?”
Han Xiao: “It probably depends on the situation.”
“Then we’ll have to wait until who knows when,” Jiang Chunai continued to ask, and at the same time, she turned the snake egg in her hand over and over.
The slippery, lustrous touch, it always felt different from other eggs.
Han Xiao took up her words and said abruptly, “Maybe we’ll have to wait until the year of the snake.”
After Jiang Chunai let out an “ah,” she quickly realized what Han Xiao was talking about, and without thinking, she hit her.
Where did she learn to be so glib?
The former mute, cold senior sister was better.
Jiang Chunai thought that a family of three should be together, so she took the snake egg into their bedchamber. Han Xiao did not express any opinion on this.
After taking it into the room and placing it on the bed, Han Xiao’s face was still a bit green. “This snake egg came from my sea of consciousness, after all, and has some sentience… are you really going to put it on our bed?”
Jiang Chunai quickly understood Han Xiao’s meaning and meekly placed the snake egg a little farther away.
“Tell me,” Jiang Chunai would say this, and at the same time, her fingers would wreak havoc on Han Xiao’s body, “after it’s born, what should we name it?”
Ever since she had discovered that Han Xiao was a soft-skinned snake, Jiang Chunai had felt that she was quite easy to bully.
Everywhere she touched was soft.
Of course, some places were like the place she had once lived, warm and damp.
“Call it whatever you want, you name it,” Han Xiao held her chin, her eyes fixed on the fingers that were lingering on every inch of her skin. She had already touched her all over.
Han Xiao tilted her head. “Or perhaps, it can take your surname?”
But Jiang Chunai refused and said, “Why can’t she be like you, without a surname?”
Jiang Chunai also said that the ancient gods had no surnames, which sounded very powerful.
So that was the reason.
Han Xiao smiled and said, “Alright, then no surname.”
“Mmm…” Jiang Chunai agreed, and at the same time, she leaned into Han Xiao’s shoulder. “Did you know that when I went to Yanqiu, it was full of descendants of the gods.”
As Jiang Chunai spoke, she pinched Han Xiao’s fingers. “Every one of them can say who their ancestor is.”
Han Xiao’s hand passed through Jiang Chunai’s dark black hair, her tone light and slow as she asked, “Everyone can say? I can also say—”
Even though her tone was light and gentle, Jiang Chunai still inexplicably felt a chill in her heart. When she turned her head to look, Han Xiao’s eyes were still gentle.
There was no other abnormality.
But just this one sentence was enough to make one feel terrified.
Who was Han Xiao’s ancestor? Even though the two words had not yet been spoken, Jiang Chunai was already frightened by her own thoughts.
But Han Xiao was still slowly and methodically playing with her silk-like black hair, one by one, playing with it, just that the lingering sound of her words “I can also say” was still constantly echoing.
“You can also say?” Jiang Chunai forced a smile.
Her smile was natural, but it concealed a hint of imperceptible tension, like a withered flower in spring being held on by the wind. With a little closer examination, one could find the strain in it.
Han Xiao let out a “hmm” and said nonchalantly, “Aren’t we all the same? We’re all descendants of Nuwa.”
Her tone was as bland as water, as if she were talking about the most ordinary thing. But she suddenly narrowed her eyes.
Who could clearly see the color of the cold moon and a lone star?
Han Xiao’s answer was a clever one. Jiang Chunai had just been about to let out a sigh of relief, but Han Xiao had not let go of her hair.
She was still playing with it, one by one, combing it.
With her slender, handsome fingers, which had been stained with the blood of many people.
Her finger movements were now exceptionally gentle. Every time she brushed through her hair, it seemed to carry a faint force, creating ripples in Jiang Chunai’s heart—just like when she had thrown the stone into the Nether River today, it had also created ripples.
Suddenly, Han Xiao stopped playing with Jiang Chunai’s hair.
A smile also began to appear on her lips, a faint smile. “By the way, you said they can all say who their ancestor is… who is it, can you say?”
Jiang Chunai did her best to suppress herself, not to show any abnormality, and just reported the names of the gods one by one, like reporting a dish.
Xiangyi, Dasu, Liangong, and so on. As long as she could remember, she said them all.
“Oh, these people, but aren’t there only seven of them?” Han Xiao smiled, and suddenly she lowered her head and actually bit into Jiang Chunai’s tender white neck.
She was still speaking in a calm and unruffled manner, not as if she were talking about some distant god, but as if they were old acquaintances she had not seen for a long time.
Jiang Chunai was in pain. According to her in the Nether Realm, she and Han Xiao often flirted and cursed at each other.
But at this moment, she had actually lost her temper and did not dare to be angry with the “Han Xiao” of this moment.
She endured the pain and turned her head to look at Han Xiao—
she had raised her head, her tongue lightly licking the trace of blood remaining on her lips. Her appearance was strangely charming, her eyes shining with a complex and difficult-to-discern light, with a hint of playfulness, scrutiny, and a faint hint of ferocity.
“You see, every one of them was once a god with a reputation, but now, what can they do? No one is still alive,” Han Xiao’s voice came faintly, echoing in this silent space, every word seeming to strike at Jiang Chunai’s heart, making her heartbeat more and more chaotic, yet she had to force a calm and detached appearance and reply, “Yes, things are impermanent, who can predict the changes that will come.”
Han Xiao laughed softly and finally let go of Jiang Chunai’s neck. But her fingers slowly caressed the place where the tooth marks had just been left, gently rubbing it, feeling the slightly raised marks, her tone still nonchalant, “You’re quite open-minded, but I wonder how much you know about their affairs?”
“In Yanqiu, did Yu Lingzi tell you?”
Jiang Chunai only felt Han Xiao’s fingers touching her like a burning coal, and a cold sweat couldn’t help but break out on her back. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and tried to make her voice sound steady. “I… I only know a little, after all, it’s been a long time, and many things are already unclear.”
“I’m sleepy, let’s go to bed,” Jiang Chunai said, and her hand randomly rested on Han Xiao’s body, brushing past a soft semi-circle, and finally landing on the left side of her heart.
—Life is beating here, isn’t it?
Han Xiao was silent for a moment and said, “Alright, if you’re sleepy, then let’s go to bed.”
Jiang Chunai’s dream was not peaceful.
“Jiang Chunai,” that gentle voice called her name.
She had always treated this voice as her most beloved and lovely Immortal Lord Yang Nian. Hearing this, she immediately replied, “Eh?”
However, her sea of consciousness, which had been a bright light, suddenly changed its color.
The surroundings were no longer a white mist, but a deep darkness.
The darkness was like ink spilled on paper, spreading rapidly, in an unstoppable manner, swallowing all the light, and enveloping the entire sea of consciousness in a deathly silence and gloom.
The subtle sounds that could be heard clearly before were now as if their throats had been choked by this darkness, disappearing without a trace, leaving only a bone-chilling silence.
“I’m here. I want to see you today,” the voice said still gently.
Jiang Chunai’s heart leaped with joy. “Alright.”
She did not think much of this strange atmosphere, her heart filled with the joy of seeing her Master soon.
In her mind, the image of her Master’s graceful and otherworldly appearance constantly appeared.
Finally, finally can I see my Master again? Then why was it that when her Master, who had always been known for her nobility, entered her sea of consciousness, it was a darkness?
However, to her surprise, the vast darkness was bitten open by a giant python.
It squeezed and crashed in, crushing this darkness.
The giant python’s body was huge, coiling and circling, and its scales shone with a cold light in the darkness: every scale was like a carefully polished piece of cold iron, exuding a cold and hard texture, and faintly reflecting wisps of dark light.
Its head was held high, and on its triangular head, a pair of golden vertical pupils were like two balls of strangely burning flames, shining with a cold, sharp, and intimidating light, looking down at the Jiang Chunai who was in a low place.
In its eyes, she was just a tiny ant that could be crushed at any time.
“Jiang Chunai, do you think you can do anything?” the giant python flicked its tongue, and the “hissing” sound was particularly piercing in this silent sea of consciousness. Every sound was like a cold mockery, echoing around, hitting Jiang Chunai’s eardrums, and a bone-chilling coldness rose in her limbs.
“You want her to be free from my control? Guess what the result will be,” when the giant python spoke, its tone was full of mockery, no different from how Han Xiao had spoken just now.
Jiang Chunai said with hatred, “What do you want to do? You are Chongji?”
Hearing this, the giant python let out a low and sinister laugh. “You overestimate yourself. Do you really think she can leave me, and you can also leave me?”
As it spoke, it slowly moved its huge body, approaching Jiang Chunai a little closer. The cold breath came at her, with a rotten and evil smell, making Jiang Chunai almost vomit, but she couldn’t move, and could only watch as the giant python approached her step by step.
She couldn’t understand what the giant python was saying. She screamed, but what entered her eyes was still that strange, gloomy, and magnificent carved bed.
“What’s wrong?” Han Xiao, who was still by her side, took Jiang Chunai’s hand and asked with concern, “Did you have a nightmare?”
Jiang Chunai looked at Han Xiao’s delicate face, which was filled with anxiety, and her dark black pupils. For a moment, she didn’t know what to say, but just calmed her breathing and panted, “Yes, I had a nightmare, I had a nightmare.”
Han Xiao raised her hand and stroked Jiang Chunai’s forehead, her tone still gentle, completely different from before Jiang Chunai had fallen asleep. “What kind of nightmare did you have?”
Jiang Chunai turned her head. “I dreamt of Zhi Zhi and Lan Xu… hmm, did I ask you to save them at that time?”
Han Xiao was stunned, and a hint of shame gradually crept onto her cheeks.
“Uh…” Han Xiao said in a low voice, “When I was leaving, I cast a spell on them, which might be able to keep them safe.”
Zhi Zhi and Lan Xu, the two poor things, woke up dizzy.
Lan Xu woke up first.
Lan Xu only felt as if a thousand troops were galloping in her head. A throbbing pain came in waves, making her vision go black. It took her a long while to recover. She opened her eyes with effort, and what she saw was a strange and somewhat desolate scene. The surrounding air still seemed to have the remnants of the chaotic atmosphere just now.
She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her head, and only then did she realize that a white halo was enveloping her entire body. The halo was emitting a soft light… perhaps, this was also the reason why she had escaped from Yuanlin Zhenren’s hands?
Who was so kind to have saved her? She recalled the scene at that time and only remembered a long black shadow coming out of the dense forest.
Eh, wait, where were the other two? Lan Xu didn’t care about much and turned her head to look around. She only found a figure not far away. From the clothes, it looked like Zhi Zhi. Lan Xu didn’t think much and limped forward, wanting to check on Zhi Zhi’s condition.
Thank heavens, Zhi Zhi was alright. She even slowly opened her eyes when she heard her footsteps. She saw Lan Xu coming over with a floating step, stumbling, and almost falling several times.
In this swaying and shouting, Zhi Zhi opened her mouth and asked in a hoarse and weak voice, “Sister Lan Xu, are we still in the same place? My head hurts so much, it’s like it’s about to explode. Where is Senior Sister Chunai now?”
Seeing that Zhi Zhi had woken up, Lan Xu let out a long sigh of relief. She helped Zhi Zhi sit up slowly, and at the same time, she looked around and said, “Yes, we’re still in the same place. As for Chunai… I didn’t see her,” at this point, Lan Xu’s voice paused, and a hint of lingering fear flashed in her eyes.
“If Senior Sister Chunai is missing, she wasn’t taken away by that whatever ghost Zhenren, was she?” Zhi Zhi stood up with difficulty, and at the same time, she was curious about the soft halo on her body.
It seemed that someone had set up a protective barrier for them before leaving.
She pointed to the soft halo and said, “Sister Lan Xu, look at this halo… you say, if this person had the leisure to save us, is Senior Sister Chunai also alright?”
Lan Xu’s brow was still tightly furrowed, and her face was a bit gloomy.
What Zhi Zhi had said had a certain logic to it, but it also had a place for deep thought.
“It’s not necessarily like that,” Lan Xu shook her head. “I think it’s precisely because that person saved Chunai that she didn’t have time to save us. But for some reason, she had to take care of us, so she cast this spell on us and then left with Chunai.”
This speculation was quite reasonable.
Zhi Zhi also nodded. “Then, who is it?”
As soon as her voice fell, the two of them exchanged a look, as if they had confirmed each other’s answer.
“It’s probably her… besides Han Xiao, other people probably wouldn’t have thrown the two of us here,” Lan Xu smiled helplessly. “If it were Yuanlin Zhenren who had won, we wouldn’t be alive; if Master had come, we should be waking up in Yanqiu now.”
Zhi Zhi was so impressed by Sister Lan Xu’s analysis that she was full of admiration. “That makes so much sense, Sister Lan Xu!”
But one thing was one thing, and they had to find a way to go back was another.
Although the two of them had both attributed Chunai’s whereabouts to being with Han Xiao, and although she was temporarily safe, there were still many hidden dangers.
“This person Han Xiao… I can only say that Chunai is safer with her than with the people of Mengling,” Lan Xu analyzed. “There’s no time to lose. Let’s set off quickly and go back to Yanqiu to find Master.”
Zhi Zhi agreed. The two of them were about to rest for a while and then set off, but they heard a dusty sound from not far away—
Lan Xu was very nervous and quickly pulled Zhi Zhi to hide behind a huge rock on the side, carefully poking her head out and looking in the direction of the sound.
In the dust that was raised, a woman in plain clothes was running towards them. The woman’s posture was quite pathetic, her steps were staggering, and her hair was a bit messy, but she was still running with all her might, as if something terrible was chasing behind her.
Lan Xu’s heart instantly jumped to her throat. She tightly held Zhi Zhi’s hand, her palm was full of sweat, and she said to Zhi Zhi in a low voice, “Be careful.” Zhi Zhi was also very nervous, and nodded vigorously. The two of them held their breath and stared at the woman in plain clothes.
“Eh—” after they got closer, the two of them suddenly recognized the woman in plain clothes!
It was Yan Linglong!
What is she doing here?
Lan Xu and Zhi Zhi discussed for a moment and still decided to go out and greet her.
After all, if not for Yan Linglong, they would indeed have been in trouble. Now was the time to let bygones be bygones.
But from Yan Linglong’s sobbing cry, Lan Xu got a shocking piece of news, “Cliff Master Mei is dead!”
“Now they’ll surely be after us. Let’s run!”