Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 65: Beauty is like a dream, but it is not expected

Upon hearing the call, Wuzhan was shocked. He knew clearly what the intention was. He looked at the chaotic stalactites at the top, which seemed dim and bright and insurmountable.

He didn't dare to go there, for he was afraid that he would regret it after going there. But he had to go there, because if he didn't go there, she would die. Which was more important, living or losing?
The disciple from Mount Lu risked his life to save her, his love for her was evident. And Chang Bu Yu had fallen in love with her at first sight. They were like a junior sister and a senior brother, a perfect match. She could live a beautiful life, but he was a person who could not afford to live and was destined to be alone all his life. How could he destroy her beauty?

"There is no other way!" The voice was both plaintive and pleading, which made people feel pity for him.

Wuzhan was in a dilemma, his mind racing, "Is there no other way?" He thought about how he had taken the drug, and how he was delirious at first, with a burning sensation all over his body, but he suddenly came to his senses after hearing her cry. Could it be that the mind can control the spring poison? Thinking of this, he said, "Guard your heart, get rid of distracting thoughts, concentrate and calm down, and give it a try!"

After a moment, a weak voice came, "I've tried it, it's no use."

After Wuzhan said that, she realized that that was not the case. She had been practicing for so many years, and it was so easy for her to concentrate and calm her mind. How could she be inferior to him? "Is it because of my special physique and I have no true energy?" But on second thought, regardless of how to dissipate the true energy, if it dissipated, she would be a useless person. "Does it really need to be like that?" Wuzhan really couldn't think of any solution. She made up her mind, "Being alive is more important than anything else." She slowly approached the house, her heartbeat began to accelerate, and she felt inexplicably panicked.

When he was about to reach the entrance, he saw that there was no door in the house. Looking inside, the light was very dim. There were houses inside the house, separated on both sides. There were so many of them that he could not see the end. Wuzhan suddenly thought that this was actually a tomb. There is such a burial custom in the Miaojiang area, where the dead are buried in stone caves. The family that could build such a large tomb must be a prominent family.

In the first room, Wuzhan saw Qin Moyao lying softly in a white jade coffin. Her pink clothes were soaked, she was sweating, her cheeks were flushed with beads, she was very beautiful, her eyes were full of tears, she was very charming, her red lips seemed powerless, complaining, happy, and like a flame.

Her jade fingers, which were even whiter than jade, grasped the edge of the stone coffin. She wanted to get up, but she was limp and powerless. She pleaded softly, "I'm so hot, take me out quickly."

Wuzhan could understand his feelings and felt pity in his heart. He no longer hesitated and stepped forward to help Qin Moyao up. His hand touched her jade neck, which was burning hot. After helping her up, he carried her out with great effort.

Qin Moyao felt electric shock all over her body when she was hugged like this. She trembled all over. She opened her arms and hugged Wuzhan, her breath was hot and she said, "Hold me tight." She had already lost her mind.

Wuzhan took him into his arms and held his trembling body tightly.

Qin Moyao whispered, "It's still very hot." She was about to take off her clothes.

Wuzhan frowned, held down the lace skirt, thought hard, and recalled the details that made him sober. Suddenly, it occurred to him that maybe being in the water could relieve the poison.

Thinking of this, he picked up Qin Moyao, walked out of the house panting, came to the pool, and put Qin Moyao into the water. Qin Moyao held Wuzhan tightly, so Wuzhan had to sit in the water with her.

"It's no use, save me." Her lips were lazy and weak, and her cheeks were red.

Wuzhan closed his eyes and sighed in his heart: "Is this destined? She and I have this calamity. If I don't survive, I will die. If I survive, I will be hurt forever." I think I am insignificant and cannot bring happiness to anyone. If..., it will undoubtedly ruin the purity in my arms. How can I bear it?

The beauty is like a dream, so close at hand, how can he not be moved? How can the first kiss that night not be unforgettable? The warm hand holding his in the cave has always led him into confusion. But the more so, the more he dared not touch her. Timidity, hesitation, warmth and guilt were all mixed together.

"You have to hold on, I'll think of a way." Wuzhan held Yuyan's face, gently pushed her away, and whispered.

"Save me quickly." Her tears were streaming down her face, her voice was soft and charming, and it sounded like a magical fairy sound that captivated people's souls, but also contained confusion and lamentations, which made Wuzhan hate himself and blame himself so much that he wanted to fall into hell and never recover.

Although Qin Moyao's acupoints unblocked by themselves, the medicine Xun Qingrou gave her made her feel numb and weak all over, with flames surging and her mind blurred. Even so, there was a clear thought in her mind that the heart of the person holding her at this moment was the one she wanted.

Hearing Xun Qingrou teasing him outside, her heart felt sore and powerless for some reason. Hearing him biting Xun Qingrou, her heart felt so happy for some reason. He cleverly sent Xun Qingrou away, and her heart felt so excited and happy for some reason. But he was actually doing something outside the house, as calm as always. Could it be that he really had "no other intentions?"

But Wuzhan came to save her after all. She knew that he might leave this world in the near future, but at this moment, she also wanted to take away every bit of his tenderness. Even if it would leave her with endless sorrow in the future, she would guard it until a hundred years later, and then, go with him and no longer be attached to the world.

"I won't live long." The voice was calm and went straight into Qin Moyao's heart and lungs, but how could it stop the burning flames?

Qin Moyao said weakly, "Then we'll stay here until we die." She was about to push aside Wuzhai's clothes.

Wuzhan held her slender hand, looked at the charming lady, and said softly, "I'll find a way."

"The only solution is for you to save me!" He found strength from nowhere and hugged Wuzhan.

... "Knock knock!" The sound came from outside the stone gate again. Perhaps Xun Qingrou came back again. Wuzhan wanted to go over and listen, but was hugged tightly by Qin Moyao's arms.

"My dear, someone is coming, don't come out." The voice was not loud, but it was clear enough to hear.

Wuzhan thought: "If some kind-hearted people come, maybe they can find a way to shock the poison in her body and prevent it from taking effect." But then he changed his mind and realized that there aren't many kind-hearted people who can come here. He looked at Qin Moyao, feeling sad and desolate.

"Help me quickly."

"Can pain relieve the poison?" Wuzhan suddenly thought that he was not driven by the poison, perhaps because of the pain in his body, but how could he make her feel the same pain all over her body as himself?
He wanted to hurt the person in his arms, but he couldn't bear to do it. The pain in his body was something no one else had ever experienced, and he had long been accustomed to it. Even if he hurt her, how could that pain be compared to his own? What's more, how could he bear to do it?

Heavy flames raged and spread all over Qin Moyao's body. There were thunder and roaring in her head. She had no regard for anything.

……

"It seems to be here!" Another woman's voice came from outside the stone gate, and Wuzhan could tell it was Xiao Yuzhen.

"Are you seeing things?" It was the voice of a middle-aged man, probably Ping Qingjue.

"I can still smell the scent of that witch. It's very strong here."

If Wuzhan was alone, he would definitely choose to open the door and go out immediately. But now Qin Moyao was there. If he went out, Xiao Yuzhen would not only not save her, but would gloat over her misfortune and torture her even more. Even if Ping Qingjue was there, he might not help her even if he could. At that time, when Ping Qingjue turned around to look at Qin Moyao, Wuzhan sensed the look in his eyes.

Let Xiao Yuzhen take Qin Moyao away. Maybe she believed that Qin Moyao was Leng Muxue's daughter. If that was the case, what would Ping Qingjue do? Qin Moyao's life was in the hands of others, so it could not be opened at this moment.

"This protruding stalagmite seems different from the others. Could it be a mechanism?" Ping Qingjue asked suspiciously.

"Give it a try, maybe she's hiding inside the stone wall..."

"It doesn't open when pressed. It doesn't seem to be the case. I'll try to split it open."

A "bang" sound was heard, but the stone door did not move. After a moment of silence, "Your internal strength is obviously insufficient. You must have suffered considerable internal injuries from the duel with Jiang Yuan. Take this pill quickly and recover from your injuries." Xiao Yuzhen said anxiously and distressedly.

"You want to use this medicine to deceive me again!" There was indifference in his voice.

……

"Is your heart so cold? After that night, I waited for you for so many years, but you still don't know my heart? Do you really like that bitch who abandoned you?" Bitterness, complaining, desire, and pleading.

"She didn't abandon me. I am sorry for her and for you. That's why I don't want to see you."

"Humph! You came here to reminisce about the past, right? You remember that day, I remember that night, and after all these years you still can't forget her? How am I inferior to her?"

"You are better than her in every way, but my heart has gone with her. Just treat me as dead."

……

Qin Moyao muttered, "I will die."

Wuzhan's lips were bitten by Qin Moyao and blood flowed out.

(End of this chapter)