After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Chapter 492: Self-destruction

"Isn't Wanxi already one?"

Lin Chuan looked confused, with a hint of bewilderment on his pale face.

"No, it's just in name only now."

Before Lin Wanxi finished her words, she suddenly turned over and pressed Lin Chuan under her.

"Why don't you wait a little longer? I'm..."

Before Lin Chuan could finish his words, a pair of cold hands suddenly clamped his shoulders tightly.

"Sir, are you disliking me?"

Lin Wanxi's fingertips dug deeply into Lin Chuan's flesh, and when she leaned over, her hair fell like the iron bars of a cage, trapping him in her shadow.

"I'm seriously injured now, there's nothing I can do..."

Lin Chuan looked helpless and was about to refuse, but unexpectedly Lin Wanxi moved her head closer.

After a while.

"I will help you undress."

Lin Wanxi's voice was soft but unquestionable. Her fingertips were already slowly moving along his collar, with a kind of determination to win.

"..."

Lin Chuan let out a soft sigh, his eyes full of complexities, "It's my fault. I should have done this earlier to put you at ease."

"Sir, it's time for you to help me undress..."

Lin Wanxi whispered softly, her cold fingers tightly clasping Lin Chuan's wrist.

"I'm in a desperate need of recuperation right now, and there's more than one lucky charm at this gate. Can we discuss this later?"

Lin Chuan forced himself to swallow the fishy-sweet taste rising in his throat. Cold sweat slid down his pale forehead, but he still patiently persuaded in a gentle voice.

"Young Master always says it will be later..."

Lin Wanxi's voice suddenly rose, choked with broken sobs, "Am I really so unbearable in the eyes of the young master?!"

"..."

Lin Chuan looked at Lin Wanxi, whose emotions were almost out of control, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

The next second, blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. He closed his eyes and there was no sound.

"If you insist on not wanting to be my Taoist partner, just say so directly. Why bother with this..."

Lin Wanxi's voice trembled, revealing a sense of despair and resentment.

"..."

Lin Chuan still had his eyes closed, like a lifeless sculpture, and ignored Lin Wanxi's words.

He was indeed trying to stay conscious and pretend to be unconscious, but the injuries in his body that were about to explode were not fake.

At this moment, although he didn't know what happened to Lin Wanxi in the illusion, in this situation, pretending to be unconscious so as to quietly regulate his breathing and suppress his injuries was undoubtedly the safest method for him.

"Son..."

Lin Wanxi called softly, her voice unconsciously trembling a little.

Noticing Lin Chuan's lifeless appearance with his eyes tightly closed, the stubborn obsession in her heart dissipated a little in an instant as if poured with cold water, and was replaced by endless worry.

"Master, I...I promised to wait for you later. Please wake up..."

Seeing that Lin Chuan still had no reaction, Lin Wanxi's face became even more flustered.

She held Lin Chuan's wrist tightly, her brows furrowed, and a wisp of spiritual power quietly penetrated into his body.

"How come you're injured so badly?"

As her spiritual power flowed, her expression grew uglier. "Yes, the young master was already seriously injured. Not only was I dragged into the illusion and hindered him, I was even trying to stop him from healing. I..."

There was a crisp "slap" sound, and a blood-red slap mark instantly appeared on Lin Wanxi's fair face.

"Calm down! Now is not the time to blame yourself. Even if there is to be punishment, it should be done by you personally after you wake up."

She dug her nails deep into her palms, forcing herself to wake up from her self-blame.

"..."

Lin Chuan, who was regulating his breathing and paying attention to the surrounding situation, suddenly had his eyelids twitching.

Just now, Lin Wanxi suddenly slapped him without any warning, and he didn't react at all, otherwise he would have stopped her immediately.

Now that he saw that she had withdrawn her hand and no longer behaved in a self-harming manner, Lin Chuan's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

"Sir, I will help you heal your wounds right now."

Lin Wanxi's voice trembled as she carefully picked up Lin Chuan with both hands and held him tightly in her arms.

She hurriedly rummaged through the storage space, grabbed a handful of pills and stuffed them into Lin Chuan's mouth, while her other hand was on his back, continuously transferring spiritual power into his body.

"Why is there a wound on your back..."

While helping Lin Chuan heal his wounds, Lin Wanxi's fingertips brushed the wound on Lin Chuan's back that almost became a fatal injury. Her movements suddenly froze and her face instantly turned as pale as paper.

"This...I did this. When...was this a fantasy?"

Memories surged like a tide, and she suddenly remembered the scene in the illusion where she held her finger bones and stabbed the "Lin Chuan" fiercely.

"Lin Wanxi, you only bring misfortune to those around you."

"You should have died long ago."

The voice in the illusion once again entangled her consciousness like a poisonous snake. Lin Wanxi's pupils contracted violently, and the pill on her fingertips fell to the ground with a "click".

She bit her lower lip tightly, the taste of blood spreading in her mouth, but she still couldn't suppress the despair surging in her heart.

"Yes...I'm sorry..."

"I really deserve to die..."

Lin Wanxi murmured softly, and before she finished her words, she had already gathered spiritual power in her palm and slapped it towards her heart without hesitation.

At the critical moment, a big hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly.

Lin Wanxi looked up in surprise and met Lin Chuan's angry eyes which had opened at some point.

"Why? You can't be my first Taoist companion while alive, so you have to be my first to die?"

Lin Chuan's eyes were filled with complex emotions, including anger and worry that was difficult to conceal.

"I don't deserve to continue living, let alone be your Taoist companion..."

Lin Wanxi lowered her head, her messy hair covering half of her face, and her voice was full of despair and self-blame.

"Who said that?"

Lin Chuan stared straight at Lin Wanxi, his tone firm and unquestionable.

"..."

Lin Wanxi bit her lip and was silent for a moment before she slowly spoke, "Meeting you is one of the few lucky things in my life. You must take good care of yourself in the future."

A trace of determination flashed in her eyes. As soon as she finished speaking, she struggled to break free from Lin Chuan's hand, forced herself to stand up, and was about to leave with unsteady steps.

"You leave and I die here? Or do you want me to die with you?"

Lin Chuan looked at Lin Wanxi's shaky but determined back as she left, feeling anxious and angry.

"I……"

Lin Wanxi, who had already taken a step forward, suddenly stopped. She was already in a state of confusion and obviously had not expected this.

After standing there for a few seconds, she bit her lip, slowly turned around, and returned to Lin Chuan with hesitant but somewhat anxious steps.

"I'm practically useless now. Didn't Wanxi say she'd protect me? Did she lie to me?"

Lin Chuan grabbed Lin Wanxi's trembling hand and looked at her with burning eyes.

"But I...staying by your side will only bring trouble to you..."

Lin Wanxi lowered her head, her voice filled with sadness and self-loathing.

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