#118 - Cut into a stick, die and shatter the dream
"Ugh!"
Liu Erlong couldn't help but groan in pain.
Her charging body immediately froze in place.
Her reddened eyes widened.
Trembling, she lowered her head, staring in disbelief at the black longsword that had pierced her abdomen.
The people from the Spirit Hall in this world...
Even Bibi Dong was shocked and stopped, looking at the scene with a puzzled expression.
Flander was even more furious.
"You bastard."
"No!"
Liu Erlong cried out.
Raising her hands, she stopped Flander, who was behind her and wanted to attack Qian Renjue.
She lowered her head, breathing rapidly, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
"A'Jue, wh-why is this?"
Liu Erlong raised her head in confusion.
Her eyes filled with tears, she stared intently at Qian Renjue's blood-red eyes.
She didn't mean to blame him at all.
She knew that Qian Renjue would become cold-blooded after using his spirit.
Having experienced it firsthand.
She didn't want to experience that coldness again.
Therefore, when traveling the continent, she hid her fiery temper and tried not to cause trouble for Qian Renjue.
Although there were always unavoidable times.
But over the years, through so many adventures, this was the first time Qian Renjue had hurt her like this.
"Why?"
Qian Renjue's thin lips were bloodless, and his face was pale.
He glanced at the blood on Liu Erlong's body, a hint of cold laughter appearing on his face.
"Have you forgotten our agreement?!"
Before his voice faded.
Liu Erlong looked at the blood on her body, and a look of panic immediately appeared on her face.
How could she forget?!
That was the prerequisite, or rather the agreement, that Qian Renjue had made for her to stay by his side after she had pleaded bitterly!
It was also the warning he often repeated!
If she violated it.
He would kill her with his own hands!
Liu Erlong's face turned pale, and she couldn't care less about the pain from her wound.
She was only concerned with explaining to Qian Renjue.
She kept shaking her head.
"A'Jue, I-I didn't, I didn't forget! I just wanted to save you."
"That's not a reason!"
Qian Renjue's voice was extremely cold, without any emotion.
"B-but I just simply wanted to save you."
A sobbing voice sounded.
Liu Erlong couldn't understand, feeling wronged and miserable, and finally couldn't help but shed tears.
She didn't understand.
Even if Qian Renjue's parents really came from the Spirit Hall.
The current Spirit Hall wanted to kill him.
Wasn't it okay for her to kill a few members of the Spirit Hall to save him?
"Then would you do the same to save them?!"
Qian Renjue's voice was extremely calm.
His blood-red eyes looked at the two young men behind Liu Erlong.
"What do you mean by that?!"
Yu Xiaogang frowned, looking at Flander in confusion.
Qian Renjue was too lazy to look at that dead man.
He just stared at Liu Erlong.
"Them?!"
The tears on Liu Erlong's face suddenly stopped.
Somewhat flustered, she didn't know how to answer, stammering:
"A'Jue, I-I..."
"So this agreement is a joke, isn't it?! You've been lying to me from the beginning."
The corners of Qian Renjue's mouth turned up, revealing a hint of sarcasm.
Although his spirit made him cold and ruthless.
It also made him more awake.
This was just a dream!
Only a few months after leaving him.
Liu Erlong was able to gather the Golden Iron Triangle to save him.
Then, when the dream ended.
Would Liu Erlong also go against him and the Spirit Hall to save them?!
The answer seemed very clear.
The warnings he had repeated over the years, and her agreement.
Were all jokes!
When they returned to reality, if she continued like this, going against the Spirit Hall.
The him who didn't remember her would only be more cruel than he was now!
"No! It's not, it's not like that, I didn't lie to you... Ah—!"
Liu Erlong explained anxiously, but before she could finish, she couldn't help but scream.
Chih!
Qian Renjue was expressionless.
He pushed the entire longsword through, piercing Liu Erlong's abdomen.
The two bodies were almost touching.
"Erlong!"
Flander and Yu Xiaogang were shocked and couldn't help but shout.
"Ugh..."
Liu Erlong groaned.
She grabbed Qian Renjue's clothes excitedly, pressing herself against his cold body.
A rare intimate contact.
But Liu Erlong didn't feel happy at all.
There was no blood on the wound that was filled with cold air, but her heart was already covered in blood.
Leaning on Qian Renjue's shoulder, she sobbed softly.
"A'Jue, I... I'm sorry, I won't do it again, I won't do it again..."
"Heh."
Qian Renjue sneered, and blood began to flow from the frozen wound.
A familiar sacred aura was rapidly approaching.
The people around him had already surrounded him.
Qian Renjue knew.
This dream should end, and this absurd, incomplete world should also shatter.
Pressing his face, stained with blood, tightly against Liu Erlong's.
Qian Renjue smelled that faint fragrance, his heart without any fluctuations, and whispered his last words.
"Liu Erlong, I'm warning you again, after you go back..."
"Don't try to go against the Spirit Hall, if you can't even do the simplest thing of being safe and keeping to your place... you will really die!"
"Killed by me... without the slightest hesitation!"
Liu Erlong's arms gently wrapped around Qian Renjue, she just thought she had been forgiven this time.
After escaping, they could still go back to the way they were before.
As if crying with joy, she nodded repeatedly in agreement.
"A'Jue, I-I know, I'll remember!"
"After I go back, I will no longer remember you!"
Qian Renjue frowned and said coldly.
"A'Jue, wh-what does this mean? Don't, don't do this... Ah—!"
In Liu Erlong's painful cry.
Qian Renjue didn't hesitate, pushed Liu Erlong away, and pulled out the longsword in his hand.
Thump.
Liu Erlong staggered and knelt on the ground, covering her abdomen and shaking her head.
"No... I don't want this..."
"Erlong!"
Flander's expression changed drastically, and he immediately stepped forward to help her.
Yu Xiaogang, wearing a scholar's gown, stretched out his hand towards Qian Renjue, pointed at his nose and cursed.
"Bastard! What the hell are you doing... Ah—!"
Before he could finish cursing.
Qian Renjue raised his hand and waved his sword, blood splattering, and an arm had already flown into the air.
"Ah—my, my hand, my hand!"
Yu Xiaogang staggered backwards, his face already pale with fright.
"Waste! I wanted to kill you long ago..."
Qian Renjue's pale face wore a bloodthirsty smile, and he slowly approached Yu Xiaogang.
Hearing Qian Renjue's words.
Liu Erlong, who had just stood up, was buzzing in her head.
Her face was even paler.
Yu Xiaogang was actually on the list of people A'Jue must kill?!
"Xiaogang."
Bibi Dong suddenly widened her eyes and hurriedly went to rescue him.
The killing intent in Qian Renjue's eyes was even stronger.
The dream built based on Liu Erlong's worldview, although there was no secret room incident.
Still made Qian Renjue very unhappy!
If he wasn't wrong.
Even knowing that he would be ambushed was told to Yu Xiaogang by Bibi Dong!
Before, this trash hid in the sect, hid in Spirit Hall City.
He didn't have the strength to force his way in.
But now it was different.
"Qian Renjue! Stop it!"
Bibi Dong's spirit rings lit up under her feet, and just as she was about to use her spirit skill, Qian Xunji's voice suddenly rang out.
"Dong'er, don't go over there! That guy is very dangerous."
"Ah—no!"
Yu Xiaogang's second arm was cut off by Qian Renjue.
"Xiaogang!"
Flander wanted to rescue him.
But Liu Erlong bit her teeth, closed her eyes, and pulled him back.
"Flander, don't go, I beg you..."
"What? Erlong, you!"
Flander couldn't believe his ears.
"Save me, save me... Dong..."
"Shut up—!"
"Ah... my leg, my leg is gone!"
The sharp sword in Qian Renjue's hand waved, and in just a moment, Yu Xiaogang was cut into a human stick.
"Xiaogang!"
Bibi Dong's eyes turned red, and the eyes looking at Qian Renjue were full of killing intent.
But Qian Renjue didn't give her any chance.
He cut off Yu Xiaogang's head with one sword.
Then he rushed towards Qian Xunji, releasing all defenses.
Qian Renjue didn't want to die at the hands of such Bibi Dong.
"A'Jue, no—!"
As Liu Erlong's shrill voice rang out.
Qian Xunji's sacred sword pierced Qian Renjue's heart.
Both of their eyes carried a bit of gratitude.
"Ah—!"
Liu Erlong rushed towards Qian Renjue's falling back figure like crazy.
The whole world suddenly fell silent.
Only Liu Erlong's crying remained.
I wish you all a happy life!
