NFBE Chapter 463 What does it mean to be abandoned?
Chapter 463 What does it mean to be abandoned?
"pain!"
"It hurts!"
Qingyu lay on the ground, the veins on the back of her hand bulging, her fingertips leaving streaks of blood on the ground.
Ji Pingan took a step forward and looked down at the girl whose face was now covered in snow-white hair.
His tone was relaxed, as if he were playing a pleasant game:
"The little ferret's fur is so beautiful!"
The young man slowly crouched down, his long black fingernails digging into the back of Qingyu's neck, causing the heavily injured girl to tremble involuntarily.
"What...do you want to do?"
"what!"
Sharp fingernails pierced the skin on the back of the girl's neck, and the demonic energy wrapped around them moved like sharp blades across her skin.
It's like...
Qingyu's eyes were glazed over with pain, but an uncontrollable thought kept popping into her mind...
"It's like peeling skin, right?"
The young man's malicious voice rang in her ears, and Qingyu trembled violently.
"My fiancée might really like it."
Ji Ping'an looked at the trembling girl covered in blood in his hands, and an undisguised excitement appeared in his eyes.
But that's not enough; it doesn't constitute true despair.
The young man slowly raised his head and looked up, his gaze seemingly piercing through the rooftops and thick soil, until he saw Lord Changjun of the Wolf Clan.
The giant silver wolf that strikes fear into the hearts of demons throughout the desolate wilderness and even the Nine Heavens Demon Realm, the true overlord of the Northern Region.
The young man grabbed Qingyu by the hair and lifted the girl up, whispering in her ear:
"Tell me, what truly constitutes fear and pain?"
The hand that was gripping him suddenly loosened its grip, and Qingyu fell heavily to the ground.
The girl saw the light blue hem of her dress sweep past her eyes and slowly walk towards the bedside.
"pearl!"
A shrill sound rang out behind him. Ji Ping'an raised his hand to block a beam of magical light that was attacking from behind.
The light blue cuffs were frozen, and the young man slowly turned around to look at Qingyu who had stood up.
The young man looked Qingyu up and down, who was covered in blood, and said calmly:
"Why are you covered in blood? Your fur won't look good if you keep going like this."
Her jade-like fingertips desperately drew upon the few remaining demonic powers within her body. Her bangs were disheveled, and her dark eyes, piercing through the stray strands of hair, stared at Ji Ping'an. Within them burned a fury as fierce as fire.
"Don't... touch my sister!"
The young man opposite her looked down at her, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he were deep in thought.
After a moment, the young man looked at her coldly:
"I remembered."
The human cultivator in the lower realm who was tied to the altar and lost his mind also seemed to like saying things like "Don't touch my junior brothers and sisters."
Ji Pingan looked at the girl whose eyes were full of fierceness and spoke softly:
"The foolish humans and demons in the Yuanming Realm are always seeking those illusory things."
The young man took a step forward and gently raised his hand.
A sharp wisp of demonic energy swiftly climbed up Qingyu's wrist, biting off the girl's hand like a small snake.
"Actually, your parents don't care about you at all, do they?"
The demonic energy, resembling a small snake, climbed up the girl's arm and finally slowly entered her brow.
The young man's malicious voice seemed to be right next to her ear.
"Your talent isn't as great as your brother's!"
"No younger sister is more likable!"
"A person destined to be abandoned!"
What does it mean to be abandoned? Qingyu pondered in her heart.
He said he was an abandoned person. How ridiculous.
The demonic energy that tried to tempt the girl and awaken her demonic heart was easily crushed by the girl's spiritual power. Qingyu looked up at Ji Ping'an:
"nonsense!"
The ferret girl, who should have been timid and sensitive, looked up at Ji Ping'an with eyes full of mockery.
Her originally dark eyes turned an eerie red due to the invasion of demonic energy, and her brows were tightly furrowed, making her look extremely painful.
But a faint smile played on his lips.
Qingyu's voice was hoarse from the torment of the demonic energy. The wisp of demonic energy that had entered her brow was like a venomous snake, desperately trying to penetrate the depths of her consciousness, attempting to unearth the resentment and unwillingness deep within the girl's heart.
But it failed.
Ji Pingan narrowed his eyes slightly:
"A little ferret without resentment?" The young man's voice carried a strange laugh, like a ferocious beast encountering an interesting prey.
The young man spoke again, his tone tinged with nostalgia.
"A very loving family."
"If there is no resentment, then it is fear of loss."
After all, I was afraid of losing the last person like that.
Thinking this, the young man gently raised his hand and reached out to grab the little girl on the bed.
Since the girl in front of him had no evil thoughts that could be stirred, he would personally create evil thoughts for her.
It's just a ferret.
The young man's long, jet-black fingernails slowly approached Pearl's fair neck. Qingyu recalled the pain of almost being skinned alive by the young man before her, and spoke in a shrill voice:
"Don't touch her!"
The young man's long fingernails traced along the tip of his fingertips on the girl's neck, as if searching for a suitable opening.
Qingyu stared intently at the young man's hands, her back completely soaked.
Just as her heartstrings were about to snap under the pressure from the person in front of her, a cold, steady male voice suddenly appeared in her ear:
"Keep him calm!"
Those three short words made Qing Yude's heart skip a beat.
The heart that had been beating erratically began to calm down from this moment on, and the heartbeat became steady and strong.
Qingyu didn't know who was sending her the message, but this was her and her sister's last chance.
Her hand, hidden in her sleeve, slowly formed an extremely complex hand seal.
The girl gently bit her lip, looked at Ji Ping'an opposite her, and then knelt down.
The girl burst into tears, large tears falling from her beautiful eyes.
"Didn't you want the ferret pelt?" Qingyu looked at Ji Ping'an:
"My sister is still young, let's skin her first!"
Ji Ping'an looked at the girl kneeling on the ground in front of him with great interest, and was in a good mood.
Qingyu's thin back trembled violently before him, bowing to his enemy in fear.
Finding it interesting, Ji Pingan took two steps toward the girl.
These two steps made the young man realize that something was wrong.
An extremely difficult-to-detect restriction appeared around him at some point, with translucent talismans swirling around him, completely isolating him from all other auras.
"Whoosh!"
A streak of icy blue sword light pierced through the wall and landed directly on the young man's sleeve, slicing off a section of the soft, light blue fabric.
Lian Chuan, wielding a long sword, passed through the wall in an instant, the scabbard striking Ji Ping'an's outstretched hand towards the pearl.
Ji Pingan wanted to turn around and grab Qingyu, but it was too late.
The moment Lian Chuan drew his sword, the girl who had been kneeling on the ground turned into ashes and disappeared. She was already behind Lian Chuan and hugging Pearl on the bed.
The girl held the unconscious little girl in her arms, her bright, intelligent eyes looking at Lian Chuan.
The young man before me was tall and elegant, dressed in a pure white robe, with a full head of silver hair and a pair of icy blue eyes filled with a gentle smile.
Lian Chuan smiled at Qing Yu:
"You did very well!"