klisemfg Chapter 333 The Unglamorous Fox Fairy vs. the Aloof Dragon Lord (9)
Chapter 333 The Unglamorous Fox Fairy vs. the Aloof Dragon Lord (9)
Chapter 333 The Unglamorous Fox Fairy vs. the Aloof Dragon Lord (9)
He Suining had never seen Yitian cry so sadly before.
Large tears streamed down his red eyes, falling onto the parched earth and quickly wetting a small patch.
He cried without making a sound; his body twitched slightly, and tears fell silently.
Seeing this made her feel sad.
Because she never imagined how Yitian would react to her death.
"do not Cry."
Even after he could no longer hear her voice, she couldn't help but squat down beside him and gently stroke his head.
after awhile.
Yi Tian stood up, his eyes red, and he transformed back into a giant black dragon. The flames he breathed out almost made her stumble.
She stood up, looked up, and stared at him.
I inadvertently noticed the two black dragon horns on his head. Those should have been two thick and majestic dragon horns... but now they were both broken, and the breaks were irregular.
One side is cut vertically in half to form a short diagonal angle, while the other side forms a circle.
It looks painful.
When He Suining heard Yitian say it, she pretended it wasn't a big deal so as not to upset him. But now that she saw it, she blinked twice and couldn't help but shed tears.
Yitian cannot see her, at least not now.
He seemed to be immersed in an abyss of pain, flapping his wings and circling the insectoid territory. After wiping out all the insects, He Suining's environment changed.
She looked around.
Although I've only been here once, I know this is Yitian's cave.
He did not revert to human form; he remained a large, coiled dragon, lying on a round bed.
Even a dragon could tell he was melancholy.
He Suining walked over.
suddenly.
He seemed to see He Suining, and his ruby-like eyes lit up instantly, but then went out again.
The huge dragon head was leaning against the bed, unwilling to be lifted up.
Until she came to the bedside.
He finally spoke, "Get out of here."
This person is mistaking their own illusion for a hallucination. For the immortal race, illusions are nothing but inner demons, offering no benefit whatsoever. In particular, an inner demon capable of taking human form can easily lead to a fall into the abyss, where one might not even know how they died.
He Suining reached out her hand.
He suddenly looked up, opened his mouth, revealing his sharp teeth, and breathed on her.
It looked like he was about to bite at any moment, which would startle anyone.
He Suining is also one of them.
However, she immediately realized what was happening and, before Long could react, cupped his forehead with both hands and kissed him.
The dragon was stunned.
She smiled.
Seeing that he had stopped moving, she reached out and stroked the dragon's head. With a little force, she pressed his head down onto her lap, letting him rest.
"Yitian, don't be sad, I will come back, you have to believe me."
"call……"
The dragon didn't make a sound, it just made a gurgling sound.
It seemed like a response, but it also seemed not to be.
He Suining kept reassuring him, "I know you want to be resurrected, right?"
Don't be fooled by Yitian's current dejected state; it's only temporary. He'll recover soon, but even then, he'll be thinking about reviving her.
The Human-Faced Fruit is a fruit of resurrection.
However, it cannot be used alone.
Before going to the forbidden area with Yitian, He Suining had consulted a large amount of information at the place where the books were stored. Fortunately, although the Human-Faced Fruit was rare, it was not a rare medicinal material, so it was recorded in the books.
The dragon raised its head and stared at her.
"You want to resurrect me, and I want to see you too. You're trying, and so am I; it's not just you. So, Yitian, you have to believe me, don't do anything foolish, I will definitely come back."
Yitian finally spoke, "You're lying."
"I won't lie to you, Yitian."
"you're lying."
"will not."
He Suining patiently responded to Yitian time and time again.
She didn't know how he managed to pull himself together without her there, but it must have been incredibly difficult.
slowly.
Yitian closed his eyes, and a tear welled up from the corner of his eye.
He knew it was fake, but he still couldn't help but become addicted.
Even if it's just for this moment.
Rumble.
The surrounding illusions began to collapse.
Neither of them moved.
The illusion collapsed, and He Suining was the first to open her eyes. She immediately turned to look for Yitian, who was lying on the ground, still unconscious, but he seemed to be alright.
"Host," the ragged man hurriedly reminded her, "the Human-Faced Fruit is about to escape."
She quickly followed the directions indicated by the broken sign and ran over there in a flash.
I just left.
"My head hurts so much..." Fu Ying slowly propped herself up and sat up. She looked around in confusion before realizing that it was just an illusion.
It's so real.
She dreamt that she married the Dragon Lord, and all the immortals with names and surnames came. She was happy, but suddenly realized that it was just her illusion.
Even in the illusion, the Dragon Lord treated her coldly.
She didn't know if it was because she was actually afraid deep down that her illusions were like this. But it was precisely because of this that she couldn't fully immerse herself in them.
She stumbled to her feet and walked towards the Dragon Lord, "Dragon Lord?"
She just arrived there.
Suddenly, I noticed a few strands of white fur on the ground.
Fu Ying paused for a moment, then squatted down, picked up the white fur, and examined it closely.
Upon closer inspection, it became immediately clear: "It was dropped by that molting fox."
This means she was just here, so why isn't she here now?
How could she just leave the Dragon Lord here and ignore him?
A gust of wind blew by, and the white fur on the ground was quickly blown away, leaving only what she was holding in her hand.
Fu Ying silently looked at the white fur in her hand.
She couldn't figure out why, but she took out a white ceramic bottle and threw the white fur into it.
Now on the other side.
He Suining immediately found the Human-Faced Fruit, which was indeed a fruit with little offensive power. It only emitted pink smoke once, and afterwards would be on the verge of death.
But most of the time they manage to escape, it's just a pity they ran into this woman with a cheat code today.
She pulled out the net she had prepared beforehand and swiftly pounced on the man-faced fruit.
It struggled symbolically for a couple of moments, then stopped moving.
He Suining then took out a custom-made box and carefully placed it inside.
That's it.
"All right."
She patted the box with satisfaction, then happily turned to go back.
While scanning the nearby debris, a pleasant surprise was discovered: [Host, there's a Sacred Heart Flower nearby, a very rare one. Go and pick it quickly.]
He Suining then ran over there again.
Sure enough, we spotted the Sacred Heart Flower next to a cliff. If it weren't for the broken-down object's warning, who would have known there was a flower hidden there?
It took some time to pick it.
This time, I can really go back.
Yitian woke up quickly, his forehead beaded with sweat. His long robe, which had been tightly wrapped around him, was now somewhat disheveled, revealing his white but muscular chest.
A faint floral fragrance wafted around me.
Fu Ying blushed and leaned closer, holding a clean handkerchief in her hand. "Dragon Lord, you're awake. I've been watching over you the whole time. Let me wipe your sweat."
Just as she was about to raise her hand, Yitian frowned and raised his arm to refuse, "No need."
"..."
Knowing she would be rejected, Fuying wasn't too embarrassed, but she still lowered her eyes in disappointment.
I wonder when the Dragon Lord will even notice her.
Yi Tian looked around a few times, his brows furrowing even more, and a look of anxiety appeared on his handsome face. "Where is An Ning?"
"what?"
Fu Ying didn't really care about this. She shook her head and didn't say that An Ning should have been here at first, since there were her scattered white furs on the ground.
It's better if they don't come back.
This place is fraught with danger. If it weren't for the Dragon Lord's power, they would probably have lost limbs along the way.
She absolutely refused to acknowledge An Ning's prowess.
The more uncertain Yitian was about Anning's whereabouts, the more anxious he became. He hurriedly clutched his chest, which felt tight, and shakily stood up, supporting himself on the ground.
at this time.
He Suining suddenly appeared.
Yi Tian was the first to see it, and he breathed a sigh of relief. His face returned to its expressionless state. "An Ning, come and help me."
"Oh."
She jogged over and gently placed her hand on his waist. It was surprisingly slender yet strong; if the timing hadn't been inappropriate, she would have been tempted to pinch it and see how it felt.
He Suining put his arm around her shoulder.
Fu Ying leaned closer and said, "Dragon Lord, Fairy Anning might not be able to support you by herself. Let me help."
This reason was reasonable, and she believed that the Dragon Lord had no reason to refuse.
Unfortunately, she seems to have forgotten.
Before meeting An Ning, Yi Tian was known for his aloofness towards women. How could he possibly agree to Fu Ying touching her, especially now that she was about to lean in again?
A hint of impatience flashed in Yitian's eyes.
He flicked his long sleeves, the gentle wave carrying a gust of wind that landed squarely on Fuying's face.
Fu Ying exclaimed in surprise, as the immense force propelled her back several steps.
I twisted my ankle.
Just as she was about to fall, a strong arm wrapped around her waist. She looked up at the person who had come to her aid; it was Ze Chen, who had just regained consciousness but showed no signs of disarray.
Ze Chen smiled gently, "Are you alright, Fu Ying?"
Fu Ying's expression changed slightly. She thanked him softly, pushed him away, and steadied herself.
Ze Chen stood behind her, and together they looked up at An Ning and Yi Tian not far away.
The aloof beauty who claimed to be indifferent to women was now being supported by An Ning, looking weak, and from a distance, she looked as if she were nestled in his arms.
If outsiders saw this, they would probably be shocked.
Even if I told people, I'm afraid no one would believe me.
Ze Chen found the scene before him extremely interesting. He whispered gossip to Fu Ying, "Don't you think that the Dragon Lord really likes An Ning? Even if he doesn't, he probably has feelings for her."
"How could that be?" Fu Ying denied it without even thinking about the reason.
Faced with Ze Chen's questioning reply, "Why is it impossible?"
Fu Ying couldn't find a good reason either, and in fact, she also felt vaguely uneasy.
She knew that many fairies had tried various methods to get close to the Dragon Lord, but she had never taken them seriously. Only with An Ning this time did she find herself unable to resist targeting her.
Think about it, could it be because of intuition?
Even if she was unwilling to admit it, it was undeniable that the Dragon Lord treated An Ning differently.
Fu Ying pursed her pink lips tightly, then suddenly remembered something, turned around and looked up at Ze Chen.
Ze Chen is a gentleman; he has a gentle and refined appearance and is not aggressive at all.
Actually, quite a few fairies like his type. Ze Chen's only flaw is that he falls in love with every girl he meets, but he doesn't pretend, and all the fairies know this about him.
"Ze Chen Jun?" Fu Ying looked at him curiously. "Don't you have any interest in An Ning at all?"
Ze Chen knew perfectly well that her words had a hidden meaning.
Looking up at An Ning, who was wearing a mask, he smiled so broadly his eyes crinkled, making no attempt to hide his feelings. "I like beautiful women. Of course, I wouldn't like An Ning before I've seen what she looks like."
You're so shameless and self-righteous about being a scumbag.
A hint of disgust flashed in Fu Ying's eyes, but she had no choice but to try to please him. "Ze Chen Jun, how about we make a deal?"
Ze Chen laughed even harder, opening and closing the fan in his hand, "Tell me about it."
"I know that Ze Chen Jun has been searching for the Sacred Heart Flower, I heard it's for Immortal Yuehua, is that right?"
Immortal Yuehua was Zechenjun's mother, a beautiful peony. But a hundred years ago, for some unknown reason, she turned back into her original form and gradually withered away.
Everyone in the immortal realm knows about this.
Ze Chenjun's father is unknown; he was raised by his mother. The mother and son had a very close relationship, and after this incident, Ze Chenjun immediately tried every means to protect his mother's true identity.
To prevent her from withering away, and at the same time to find a way to help her mother return to normal.
Fifty years ago, Ze Chenjun finally found a solution. There was a prescription called "Nanwu Huandan" that indicated it could treat this symptom, but it required a medicinal herb called Sacred Heart Flower.
Sacred Heart Flower is extremely rare in the Celestial Realm; only one might grow every few hundred years, as its growing environment is extremely demanding.
So much so that Ze Chenjun has found everything he could possibly need except for the Sacred Heart Flower.
Upon hearing his mother mentioned, Ze Chen's smile faded slightly.
She slammed her fan shut and looked at Fuying with a half-smile. "Are you trying to say, Sister Fuying, that you have a Sacred Heart Flower?"
of course not.
How could she possibly have such precious flowers and plants?
Fu Ying shook her head. "I don't have any, but my mother does. Only I know about this. You also know the value of the Sacred Heart Flower. My mother originally planned to use it to exchange for other things... However, if I go to ask for the flower, I might not get it."