Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Jun Wu Yao looked at Jun Wu Xie’s back as he felt his heart ache.
She didn’t say anything, didn’t cry nor did she show any anger. She was as calm as still water.
However, Jun Wu Yao knew that the calmer her response was, the more turbulent her heart was.
“Wu Yao, I have started to regret it.” Jun Wu Xie said suddenly.
Jun Wu Yao was stunned momentarily.
“At the time, when I was in Cloudy Peaks, if I did not cooperate with Qiao Chu and the others, then they would not be involved in this struggle. Then Little Ruo would not …” Jun Wu Xie said abruptly. She couldn’t continue her words, she didn’t want to believe that the gentle Little Ruo had left forever.
For the first time, Jun Wu Xie questioned her encounter with Qiao Chu. If they didn’t meet her, they might find a place to live in mountains and rivers after they had their revenge for their family and they no longer needed to encounter any more perilous situations.
Jun Wu Yao looked at the back of the distressed Jun Wu Xie and at this moment, Jun Wu Xie herself did not realize that she had fallen self blame.
“It’s not because of you. If you never met, how would you discover the secret of the Blood Sacrifice of the Three Realms? If you didn’t journey together, the Three Realms would one day be destroyed.” His shoulders were a little stiff and his body was exuding a touch of coolness.
Finding the path of hope, there were thorns, blood, sacrifice, but no retreat. Just as Jun Wu Xie had always believed in, behind her were the people she treasured. She could not retreat.
“Matters in the Three Realms cannot be undertaken by you alone. You must not take unnecessary pains and lead yourself into a dead end.” Jun Wu Yao was a little worried. Last time, when Yan Bu Gui and her Grandmaster perished, he was not with her. He did not dare think how she faced the departure of the people who were important to her?
She really treasured…
Jun Wu Xie didn’t say anything. She just relaxed her taut body and leaned softly against Jun Wu Yao’s arms. She clutched Jun Wu Yao’s outer robe with one hand, and buried her head in his chest.
“…It hurts so much …” She gave a suppressed cry filled with pain.
Jun Wu Yao frowned and felt even more distressed.
“Wu Yao, my heart … it hurts.”
Jun Wu Xie’s repressed voice finally choked at this moment. She didn’t dare to think about it. Days in the future, every corner of the world, she would never find that familiar figure. The gentle, attentive woman who was as warm as the sun in March … She had suddenly disappeared just like that …
“Why … why did things turn out like this…” Jun Wu Xie clutched Jun Wu Yao’s collar tightly, venting a little bit of sadness that she couldn’t reveal in front of her companions. She didn’t dare to show a trace of sadness in front of them, knowing that if she revealed her sadness, it would only make their hearts more pained.
She was human, not a machine. She knew what pain was. She was reluctant, unwilling, angry and hated it.
Jun Wu Yao silently embraced Jun Wu Xie in his arms. He could clearly feel that the placket on his chest was slightly wet, a little moist and warm …
“I will take revenge, I swear …” Under the moonlight, Jun Wu Xie made her oath. Today, she must pay back a hundred times everything they suffered!
People in the Sacred City did not know yet. The blood spilled today had unveiled the prelude to the upcoming torrential storm …
