Yin Luo quivered. Her meaning is, if she wants to attend the Sword Seeking Ceremony, then she would have to execute Fu Shu? This is forcing her, forcing her to kill! Her eyes tightly fixed on that sword, still not daring to pick it up.
Her own Godly Powers are close to none, their target would naturally be her Honor! That is also why her Honor recruits so many under her door.
Yan Xi's eyes become colder, "You who can't even hold a sword, don't even talk about whatever Sword Seeking nonsense!"
"….Kill me….Kill me…" Those tragic pleads for death, one more miserable then the last, drilled into the ear. At the depths of Yan Xi's eyes, it is still cold to the point of not having a sliver of turbulence in them, as if unable to see, or perhaps already used to this. The sword in hand, once again is raised, pointing towards the ear on the other side.
Tightly biting onto her bottom lip, Yin Lu slightly trembled as she held the sword, glancing that person on the ground who already has no strength to resist and is only able to plead for death, Yan Fu.
She squatted down and stared at the person on the ground. Lifting up the sword in her hand, yet it's trembling as if about to fall to the ground, heart so tight as if about to rip apart.
Holding the sword, obviously knowing that killing him, it would actually be the greatest escape for him. Obviously knowing that only by killing him, would be helping him. Yet with the sword in hand, no matter what, still could not bring herself to swipe it down.
Yin Luo's hands remain trembling.
As if sensing someone coming closer, the person on the ground suddenly sprang up. Pouncing onto Yin Luo, the neck with a mind of it's own ramed against the hilt of the sword, blood flowed down along the sword hilt. Only seeing two hallow emptiness already without eyeballs glaring at her, a searing roar full of resentment, "Yan Xi!" Suddenly mouth opened wide, ruthlessly against Yin Luo's neck bites down.
While in a trance just staring, that half body that pounced on her suddenly became like a bloody blossom bursting apart, becoming like numerous shattered pieces. Blood and flesh scattered the entire ground, without any remains.
A cold tone, carrying anger, "Useless!"
"I've not yet fallen to the state of needing you to worry! In the future, don't do such unnecessary things!" Yan Xi angrilly turned away to leave, but down at her feet felt a tightness. A pair of hands tainted with blood held onto the bottom of her robe.
Yan Xi was slightly taken aback, her brows becoming more tight. Forcefully taking a step away, breaking away from her hand, "Suit yourself!" Refusing to even stay a moment longer, turned around and disappeared into the darkness of the night.
A long while.....
Slightly trembling as she stood up, in her eyes, it is already completely void of any focus, only complete emptiness. Like a possessed corpse walking, her hand loosened. The sword falls to the ground, making a sound as it fell into the Liu Hua Pool, causing water droplets to fly, splashing onto the hand.
Just then, Yan Fu had said, this pond had been added with Bai Hua Flowers, which to a God is highly toxic. No wonder it hurts this much. But why is it that her Lord Honor is fine? Could it be that it is all because her Godly Powers are superior?
With slow steps nearing the Liu Hua pond, the rain droplets splatter upwards. Each droplet that splashes onto her, that burning feeling from before becomes more obvious, yet she appears to not feel it, one step at a time making way back into the cabin.
While dreaming, sounds faintly drifted over. There was someone whispering something, a blurry figure appeared in front of her.
Why does she feel such familiarity? Obviously had never seen him before, she tried very hard wanting to see more clearly, but why is it when seeing that figure, the heart would feel this kind of stabing pain?
"Want to have it? Take it, and cannot go back on it alright!"
"Luo Er.....let's stop, stop alright! Whatever you want, everything you want, just....don't cry!"
"Don't worry....from this moment on, no one will...."
The heartache could not be supressed, the sight in front has also started to shake. She extended her hand to grasp, yet unable to grasp anything. Only waving her hands around nonstop, struggling, but still unable to break away from that feeling, a splitting headache, like there was something wanting to break out from within.
A light sigh sounded. The black robed person in the room took back the hand on Yin Luo's forehead, staring at her gradually entering back to a calm state, then finally picking her up from around the waist and cautiously placing her onto the bed.
"....Luo Er...Why must you be this way? How will I....." Words reached midpoint, becoming a long sigh again.
Finally decided to turn around to leave, halfway and stopped again, standing still for a moment, and took a deep breath. In the end, still refrained from turning back. Pushing out the door, outside, rain was still pouring heavily.
"Let's stop it now!" The man softly said, the heavy rain suddenly stopped. Stepping down from the steps, entering into the courtyard and stood still, looking up towards the pitch-black sky. Eyes slightly narrowed, after a moment of gazing, the figure moved again. Dispersing like light smoke, in a flash, there is already not a trace.
Recalling that sea of blood, she secretly suppressed her still shaking hands, as if seeing her hands already become stained by a bloody red. Flowing from the bottom of the heart, a familiar bitterness, she turns to look all around.
"Right here." Yue Ran brought out her Qian Kun Bag, swayed it in the air, yet did not pass it over, "Your body hasn't healed, cannot eat this stuff right now. I'll keep it for you for the meantime."
"No negotiations!" Yue Ran quickly shoved it back into his robe again, patted twice, making sure that it's stored well, "Wait until your body gets better, naturally I would return it to you!" Taking a glance up and down her pale face, that tranquil look once again turns foul.
Yin Luo goes blank, her expression darkens quite a bit, not in the slightest noticing Yue Ran's petty acts. Pulling on the corner of her lip, muttering to herself, "I wasn't intending to go get caught in that rain…"
"No…nothing?" Yin Lu immediately smiled, "Why did you come? Don't you need to go to the front hall in the morning?"
"Noisy?" The Divine Mountain has always been quiet.
"Yue Ran!" Yin Luo's head is full of black lines. She had obviously just woken up. Just when about to get up, from outside the door comes a knocking sound.
"Not here!" Yue Ran stole the opportunity to speak. That tone contained some resentment. Just about to make sound to correct, but was met with Yue Ran's glare, signalling her to keep her quiet. The latter spinelessly kept quiet.
The person outside the door had also went into bewiderment, after awhile, politely made a bow, "Thank you!" The sound of parting footsteps carried over.