Volume 2: Soul of the Ten Gods, Chapter 99: A Purple Night, returning to an old dream as if it were a lifetime ago

Style: Fantasy Author: Blood-clothed MarquisWords: 3105Update Time: 24/01/12 21:05:54
"Hey - you!" Jiang Xun was stunned for a while, watching the two figures quickly disappear under the cliff.

This cliff is called Chuiyun Cliff. The cliff is so deep that you can only see layers of clouds and mist.

"Plop——"

Han Ziyue fell into the water with the Tianji Ice Fox in her arms. Her curled purple figure was suspended in the cold lake water. Her long white hair floated like algae. She felt the coldness all around and the tranquility in her ears, and she fainted.

"Plop——"

Then there was another sound of falling into the water, and a black shadow dived into the water. It was Ye Zhenfeng. He grabbed her slender waist and swam quickly towards the lake.

When he came to the lake, he called her name: "Ziyue - Ziyue -"

Seeing that she didn't respond, he immediately waved his hand to activate the Shenwu Soul, and slowly injected the Shenwu Soul in his body into her Yuan Hai. A purple light flashed, and Han Ziyue Yuan Hai restarted, and she couldn't help but cough up two mouthfuls of water.

"Ahem..."

"Miss Han, are you okay?" He stepped forward and gently touched her.

She stretched out her hand and pushed him away gently, then curled up her legs and said in a panic: "I... Where am I?"

Ye Zhenfeng looked at the empty hands and felt bitter in her heart, but she thought that she was a stranger in her eyes at the moment, and she was also a strange man. She should be wary of herself.

He comforted her softly: "You're okay. Fortunately, there is a cold lake under this deep valley!"

"Mr. Ye, so you jumped down after me? We just met each other once... Why are you?"

Ye Zhenfeng was silent for a while, and then said: "Miss Han, just be fine."

He looked at the Tianji Ice Fox curled up next to her, and saw a spiritual light rising, and a white spiritual bead flying out into the air.

He reached out and held the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Pearl in his hand, then handed it to her and said, "Miss Han, this is your Ten Thousand Years Spirit Pearl."

She carefully held the spirit bead in her hands, and then said happily: "Thank you, Mr. Ye! This spirit bead is very important to me!"

At this moment, it suddenly started raining heavily. Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly reached out to help her up, and then said: "Miss Han, it's raining. I think we should find a place to take shelter from the rain first!"

Han Ziyue nodded, and because of her blindness, she could only let him take her away.

For some reason, this strange man smelled faintly familiar, and the hand he held hers was so warm.

The feeling of him holding her hand and running together seemed familiar... It seemed that as long as he was by her side, she would feel an endless sense of security.

Why did she have such a strange feeling for a strange man?

They found a cave to rest. Looking at Han Ziyue who was already soaking wet, he found firewood and lit a fire. The bonfire was blazing in the cave and it suddenly became warm.

When a man and a woman live alone in the same room, the atmosphere between them becomes awkward.

Ye Zhenfeng said: "Miss Han, your clothes are wet, come over and warm yourself by the fire!"

She nodded, and he felt that her face was a little pale and her breath was unstable, so he said: "Miss Han, I think your face looks very pale!"

She stretched out her hand to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead, and then said:

"Master Ye, to be honest, I was seriously injured five years ago. Over the years, I have relied on the Dead Soul Curse to survive until now, and this Dead Soul Curse requires spiritual beads to continue my spiritual power."

"My physical condition is getting worse and worse recently, and I need to find the life-sustaining spiritual beads immediately. That's why I am so eager to hunt down this Tianji Ice Fox."

"Mr. Ye, my current condition is very bad. I think I need to absorb the energy of the spirit beads immediately. I wonder if you can help protect the law?"

Ye Zhenfeng nodded immediately and said: "Of course you can. Please rest assured, Miss Han, I will definitely protect you!"

Han Ziyue sat cross-legged, slowly activated the Tianji Ice Fox Spirit Pearl, and began to absorb the spirit power of the Spirit Pearl.

Inside the cave, the firelight flickered on her haggard face.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and her wet hair was stuck to her long neck. The spiritual beads slowly rose and swirled in front of her, emitting bursts of spiritual light.

She stretched out two fingers, put them to her lips, whispered a secret mantra, and streams of white spiritual power floated out from the spirit beads and slowly entered her mouth.

I saw a golden secret spell suddenly rising behind her. The secret spell was like an ancient scripture, emitting bright light.

He had never seen such a scene before, and he couldn't help but frown and said, "Is this the Dead Soul Curse she said?"

Suddenly, the Dead Soul Curse began to spin, and she frowned slightly. The white spirit bead turned red, and her forehead was covered with dense sweat.

It seems that the spirit beads are beginning to be repulsive and cannot be well absorbed by the host. If there is a slight mistake, she may become possessed.

Absorbing the spirit beads consumes spiritual power. Generally, she must have the help of the clan leader or elder wizard before she can absorb the spirit beads.

But this time, her physical condition no longer allowed any further delay, so she could only risk absorbing the spirit beads.

Ye Zhenfeng frowned and looked at her, feeling that her state was getting more and more unstable, and the spiritual energy surrounding her began to be restless, so he took out the white jade flute from the Taotie ring, put it to his lips and blew it slowly .

The cave was narrow and the sound of the flute was quiet, which instantly made her feel calm. Soon the red color on Lingzhu's body turned into white aura, and her frown slowly relaxed.

He knew that she had slowly entered a good state, so he couldn't help but lower his dark eyes and let his thoughts sink into the sound of the flute. His mind was filled with their past together.

The first time I met her, we sat together in the Xuanguang Library and watched the stars, caught fireflies together in the Jade Lotus Wonderland, and hunted the Blood Soul Beast together... Also, he put a wisteria tassel hairpin on her head. The moment he fell in love with her, and the sweet smile she gave him.

I don't know how long it took, but after the tenderness of the song was played, I looked at her with tears in my eyes. The beauty in front of me had become more charming, but it was a pity that she was a stranger.

He felt like there was a lump in his throat, and he felt bitter in his heart, because the entanglement between them made him unable to recognize her. Once they recognized her, he might no longer be able to stay by her side to protect her.

She slowly opened her eyes, her purple pupils glowing with amber light, and she said softly: "Young Master Ye, I almost went crazy just now, thanks to the sound of your flute..."

He stretched out his hand to hold the jade flute and said softly: "Miss Han, just be okay!" Even though the emotions in his heart were as deep as the sea, the words came to his lips softly.

"By the way, this song is so nice, what's its name?"

""Purple Night"."

""Purple Night"...what a good name!"

The song "Purple Night" was long and lingering, expressing his infinite longing for her over the years, but she didn't know anything about it. It was really a trick of fate.

He stared at her affectionately, unscrupulously, but did not dare to reveal any of his deep feelings. The words came to his lips, but they were hidden again.

Although she was blind, she could still feel the fiery gaze of the other party, and she couldn't help but turn her face away with a blush on her face.

She stretched out her hand to straighten her messy hair and suddenly said: "Oh, my hairpin is missing..."

He said: "Are you talking about the wisteria flower tassel hairpin?"

She nodded, with a look of disappointment on her face, and said sadly: "Maybe I fell into the lake..."

He tentatively asked: "Is this hairpin... very important to Miss Han?"

She reached out and touched her hair, feeling a little disappointed and said, "I don't know why? I always feel that this was given to me by a very important person."

He asked cautiously: "Then you...do you still remember who the person who gave you the hairpin was?"

She shook her head and said, "I can't remember who that person is..."

He couldn't help but stepped forward, reached out and grabbed her hand, and said anxiously: "How can you not remember? Think about it again!"

She was startled by his sudden move, and quickly broke away her hand, frowning and saying: "Young Master Ye...you!"

Only then did he realize that he had been abrupt and said, "Miss Han, I'm sorry just now..."

That night, although Ye Zhenfeng had thousands of words to say to the person in front of him, he had no reason to say them.

Looking at Han Ziyue sleeping next to him, her sweet sleeping face haunted him and he couldn't let it go for a long time.

"Ziyue..." He sighed softly.

Her body trembled slightly, and then he noticed the dense sweat on her forehead. He couldn't help but stepped forward and reached out to touch her forehead.

"It's so cold! Could it be that you were eroded by the cold when you fell into the cold lake?" He whispered, and then called out in a low voice: "Miss Han, are you okay?"

She didn't answer him, and seemed to tremble even more.

"Cold...cold..."

She whispered in her sleep, her brows forming a knot on her jade-like forehead, curling up, shivering, like the ice and snow in the cold winter.

He hugged her into his arms, secretly activating the divine spirit and using his body temperature to keep her away from the cold.

The petite Han Ziyue curled up in his arms, still trembling. He could only hug her tighter. Only then did she feel a touch of warmth, and the frequency of trembling began to slowly decrease. Then he let go. Heart comes.

Han Ziyue felt as if she was in an ice cave, and suddenly a ray of warm sunshine shone on her body. So in her sleep, she groped for the warmth, stretched out her hands, and wrapped them around his waist, tightly The ground floor occupied him.

She snuggled into his arms and found a familiar warmth.

In her sleep, she returned to the night filled with wisteria flowers, the stars in the sky, and the blurry figure.

The words he said to her kept coming back to her mind: "Ziyue, let's go wandering around the world together from now on, okay?"

who is it? Who are you?

She kept asking herself, trying to remember it, but the memory in her mind kept escaping. It seemed that there was some tragic past that she didn't want her to remember...

Just after dawn, Han Ziyue was awakened by the chirping of birds outside.

She reached out and groped around, calling softly: "Young Master Ye—Young Master Ye—"

However, no one responded in the empty cave.