When Liu Xu woke up and saw the exquisite mosquito net above her head, she was in a daze.
Where am I?
Where's Zhou Zhi?
She hadn't slept on such a soft bed in a long time.
Liu Xu sat up and looked at herself. She had been changed into a clean set of clothes, and her injuries had been treated.
Was she saved by someone?
Liu Xu got off the bed and limped towards the door.
Creak —
The light from the outside rushed into the room, and a black shadow was projected into the room.
Liu Xu retreated in shock, her legs suddenly going weak, and she fell to the ground.
Fu Yiyun was pushed in by someone, and he waved his hand to dismiss them.
The person retreated, closing the door behind him.
Liu Xu stared blankly at the newcomer. She didn't recognize this person …
"Who … are you?"
Fu Yiyun pushed his wheelchair and stopped in front of Liu Xu.
Liu Xu looked into the eyes behind the mask. She could see hatred in them …
Hatred?
Liu Xu shrank back. She had done many things for Fu Yirui and offended many people. Could this man be someone she had offended before?
"Liu Xu, you don't even recognize me?"
Liu Xu's eyes widened.
This voice …
Fu Yiyun!
"You, you …" Why is he here?
Liu Xu's thoughts spun rapidly before she crawled over and hugged Fu Yiyun's leg. "Yiyun gege, Xu 'er thought I'd never see you again. Wuwu …"
Fu Yiyun didn't react to Liu Xu's tearful complaints.
Liu Xu might not know that he had seen her once at Fu Yirui's place, but she had been dragged away at that time and hadn't noticed him.
If not for that time, he might have really believed Liu Xu's words.
Fu Yiyun suppressed the anger in his heart. "Are you telling the truth?"
Liu Xu wiped her tears as she said, "It's true, Yiyun gege. I was forced. They forced me … I had no choice. Yiyun gege, can you forgive me? I was wrong. In the future, I'll serve you by your side, even as an ox or a horse. "
Fu Yiyun liked her so much. As long as she coaxed him well, even if he was a prince under house arrest, it was still better than her wandering outside alone.
Fu Yiyun reached out to help Liu Xu up. "Stay here for now."
He turned his wheelchair and walked out. He didn't look at Liu Xu again. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself and would strangle her to death.
But it would be too easy for her to die just like that.
Liu Xu, on the other hand, thought that Fu Yiyun's heart had softened, and she couldn't help smiling.
As long as she used a little trick, she would definitely be able to capture his heart again.
Fu Yiyun seemed to really accept Liu Xu's words and gradually became more considerate towards her.
However, Liu Xu didn't realize that her range of activity was limited to the courtyard. Every time she wanted to go out, Fu Yiyun would find an excuse to change the topic.
In order to capture Fu Yiyun's heart, Liu Xu naturally threw this matter to the back of her mind.
Fu Yiyun had spoiled her to the heavens, but just when she thought that she'd made Fu Yiyun grovel at her feet again, he'd dealt her a fatal blow.
That day was her birthday. Although Fu Yiyun treated her rather well, he had never touched her. Liu Xu wanted to use this chance to consummate her marriage with Fu Yiyun, and it would be best if she could give birth to a child.
Her heart was filled with anticipation and pride, but she didn't know that Fu Yiyun was also waiting for this day.
Fu Yiyun coaxed her into drinking the drugged wine.
When she woke up the next day and saw the mess around her and a strange man, she felt as if she'd been struck by lightning.
She was clearly with Fu Yiyun last night, so how could it be a strange man?
After that, Liu Xu never saw Fu Yiyun again. Different men came to her room, and she couldn't leave. No matter how she screamed, the only response she got was physical torture.
How could Liu Xu still not understand?
Fu Yiyun had given her hope, but he'd cut it off.
Liu Xu couldn't bear the torture, and her body grew weaker by the day. One winter, she finally couldn't bear it.
Fu Yiyun ordered his men to throw her corpse into the wilderness.
Fu Yiyun didn't live for long either. There was too much poison in his body, and the only reason he could live for so long was because his karmic luck hadn't run out.
Once his karmic luck ran out, he naturally couldn't survive.
…
Shi Sheng avoided Jiang Zhan for a long time, but Jiang Zhan still found him several times.
But Jiang Zhan still managed to find her a few times. Every time he did, Shi Sheng's expression would be one of despair.
He wanted nothing more than to commit suicide in front of Jiang Zhan.
In the end, Jiang Zhan really did get threatened by Shi Sheng, and Jiang Zhan never looked for her again.
Until one year, Shi Sheng was found by Ting Feng.
"Miss Wuzheng … Sect Master can't hold on any longer. You should go back and see him." Ting Feng's voice was choked with sobs.
"How could it be …" How many years has it been? How could Jiang Zhan be dying?
"It's the Nether Mantra …" They'd never heard their sect master say that cultivating the Nether Mantra would only reduce one's lifespan by half.
No wonder none of the sect masters before them chose to cultivate the Nether Mantra.
Shi Sheng and Ting Feng rushed back to the Demon Sect.
Jiang Zhan's room had been moved to the room she used to live in at some point, and she saw several things on the bookshelf as soon as she entered.
They were all little girls' toys, and they looked very old.
Jiang Zhan had given them to her when he went into seclusion, and she'd left them behind when she left.
"Cough, cough …"
Shi Sheng frowned and walked over to the bed.
Gu Yu stood by the bed, her face still stiff, but there was a hint of worry in her eyes.
When Gu Yu saw Shi Sheng, she didn't say anything. Instead, she turned around and pulled Ting Feng out.
"Awoo, awoo, awoo …" The puppy was lying on the bed. When it saw Shi Sheng, it immediately started barking.
Perhaps because it was old, its voice wasn't as pleasant as it used to be.
Jiang Zhan lay on the bed with a pale face, his eyes staring into the void. A shadow slowly approached, and he turned his head.
"You're back." A slow smile tugged at the corner of his lips, but when paired with his pale face, it looked strange no matter how one looked at it.
It was great that he could see her one last time before he died.
"What's the point?" Shi Sheng sat on the bed.
Jiang Zhan seemed to understand the three words that came out of nowhere. He took a deep breath. "I want to stand in front of you."
He wanted to shelter her from the wind and rain.
Shi Sheng pursed his lips. "Do you have any last wishes?"
She didn't have anything to give him.
Jiang Zhan reached out. Shi Sheng hesitated for a moment, but still put his hand on hers.
Jiang Zhan tightened his grip. "Who's the person you like?"
For so many years, no man had ever appeared by her side.
Did she lie to him when she said those words?
"Feng Ci. His name is Feng Ci."
Jiang Zhan's eyes were filled with confusion. He had never heard of this person …
But it wasn't important.
Jiang Zhan stared at Shi Sheng. "I'll leave the Demon Sect to you."
Shi Sheng lowered his head. "Okay."
"I like you. I don't regret it. Really."
At least, he had liked someone so much before.
Jiang Zhan seemed to want to say all the things he hadn't said to Shi Sheng. Shi Sheng listened quietly.
Perhaps because he was tired from talking, he fell into a deep sleep.
The two of them had probably never gotten along so peacefully.
The next day, Shi Sheng heard that Jiang Zhan had passed away. She was very calm. She calmly arranged Jiang Zhan's funeral.
In the end, Shi Sheng received a porcelain bottle of fresh blood from Ting Feng.
"This is from the Sect Leader."
Shi Sheng gripped the bottle tightly. His breathing was a bit erratic.
*
The end of the thirteenth world.
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