The next morning, Luo Chen woke up. To be exact, he was awakened by the heat.
There was a girl standing guard beside the bed. She was clearly very sleepy, and her eyelids were twitching, but she had been trying her best not to fall asleep.
"You're awake!" Seeing Luo Chen open his eyes, Qi He's head immediately became clear. She reached out her hand to feel the warmth on his forehead, "Not bad, it's a bit better than the night, it's not that cold."
It wasn't cold, of course. There was a "firepower" brazier under the bed.
"Thanks for taking care of me, Princess." He treated her as if she were a stranger. His polite words and manner made her feel at a loss.
"It would have been easy for me if you had died, and I didn't have to think of a way to make you love me again." The smile on Qi He's face disappeared and was replaced with a cold expression.
If he was cruel, she could be even more ruthless than him.
"Then why …"
"Why? God knows why! Perhaps it is because I do not want a scum like you to die in the palace, staining the palace's soil with filth. " Sneering coldly, Qi He rose to his feet and turned to leave.
Luo Chen let out a loud cough. She was reluctant to leave, so she sat back down.
Love is hard, hate is hard.
Think about the silly love words you said to him last night when he was unconscious.
"I love you so much. Even if you are a Daoist, I still love you. I thought love could overcome everything, but you were so heartless, you refused to see me from a thousand miles away."
"Actually, I know. So it turns out that you liked me, right? But afterwards, you gradually became cold, could it be that the time a man loves a woman is so short? "
"No matter what, I will definitely make you fall in love with me again. Who am I? I am Qi He, the grand Princess Xuan Yue. I've said it before, if you fall in love with me, there will be a second time."
He couldn't hear a word of all those silly words, as if she were talking to herself, but she let it all out.
"Princess should just leave. If the Imperial Advisor finds out that you're here, I won't be able to eat any good food." He knew he deserved a beating for saying so, but it was to make her leave.
"Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you? Just lie still and don't speak! "
She just wanted to be with him quietly. He couldn't even fulfill such a small request.
Luo Chen was about to open his mouth to say something, but his eyes glanced outside the door and forcefully swallowed his words.
Wei He didn't understand. He turned around and saw that his Master was already standing outside the door.
Qin Fei was dressed in red, and his lips were tightly pursed. A dark light shone in his eyes.
He had underestimated Wei and his feelings for Luo Chen. This young Daoist had rejected her, insulted her, beaten her, but when he was injured, she still unhesitatingly ran over to take care of him. All night long, she stayed by his side.
Heh heh, Wei He and Wei He, you have indeed grown up, you have understood what love is.
Why was his heart in such pain? Wasn't this result within his expectations?
"Master, you're here." Qi He timidly said, afraid that his master would harm Luo Chen again.
However, her worries were necessary. After casting a few spells, Luo Chen was thrown into the air.
"Master! Please let him go! Can you let him go? "Please!" Qi He hurriedly ran towards Qin Fei as he pleaded while grabbing his arm.
Qin Fei did not move and cast another spell, causing Luo Chen to wail.
His injury from yesterday had yet to recover, and now that he was being tormented like this, the impact of the blow caused his body to be unable to bear the pain.
"Master, Qi He kneels down and begs you, don't torture him anymore!" She turned his head to look at Luo Chen, whose facial features were all pinched together. He didn't need to think to know how much pain he was in.
The moment she knelt, Qin Xing was on the verge of collapse, "For him? You did not hesitate to kneel? You are a princess of the royal family! "
How could Qi He care so much? Luo Chen looked like he was about to collapse, so she couldn't allow his master to cast the spell.
"Master, disciple likes him. Even if he dies, I won't be able to live. Master, please spare him for your disciple's sake!" "Master …" She tugged at the hem of his shirt, crying like raindrops.
A smile appeared on the lips of Luo Chen who was in the air. Stupid woman, even though she knew it wasn't worth it, she still did that.
Qin Fei's hand dropped, and Luo Chen fell to the ground. Wei He hurriedly crawled towards him on his knees.
"Fallen Dust!" How are you? Don't scare me! "How are you? Talk to me …" She took him in her arms and wept.
Luo Chen, who was already weak, spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood. His bones seemed to have become soft like cotton, and he completely lost consciousness. He didn't even feel any pain anymore.
"Originally there was nothing, so how could there be dust? Haha …" Qin Fei laughed contemptuously as he left the place while treading on the drizzle.
The sky was not beautiful, and it began to rain. The hearts of the people were in despair.
Luo Chen closed his eyes. His face was calm without the slightest hint of pain. How great it was that he was no longer worried.
Qi He trembled as his heart stretched out a finger to test his breathing. He lost his breath, he died …
The heart-wrenching wails of pain made the rain fall even harder.
Qin Fei walked in the torrential storm. The rain washed everything away, but it could not wash away the disappointment and despair in his heart.
He had only accepted one disciple in his life, and there were so many people in the world, so he only cared about her.
However, it was precisely this disciple who, for the sake of a young daoist who had already cut off all ties, didn't hesitate to lower himself to kneel down and beg like that.
Exactly what kind of bewitching drug did that Luo Chen drugged to make her "go crazy"?
The truly crazy act had just begun.
The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind him. He could vaguely feel the killing intent of the person who had arrived.
He did not turn around. He quietly stood in the rain, closed his eyes, and waited.
The rain ran down his cheeks, down his chin, and dripped to the ground.
The sound of footsteps on the water was melodious, melodious, and crisp, like the chirping of an oriole.
A sword stabbed into his back, cooling his heart.
The rain was mixed with blood as it flowed. Since he was wearing red, he couldn't see how much of a difference it made.
However, the blood that blossomed in the water was real.
As the sword was pulled out from his body, his body trembled and blood quickly gushed out from the wound on his back.
"Qi He, is that you?" He still did not turn back as he asked in an ancient tone.
The voice that he didn't want to hear the most was transmitted into his ears: "It's me."
Qin Fei knelt on one knee on the ground. It was raining profusely and his long hair was soaked. It stuck to his body and was bone-chillingly cold.
"Rumble ~ ~ ~"
Thunder joined in.
The weather was always cloudy, sometimes cloudless, sometimes thunderous.
Qi He's tears flowed unnoticeably as he spoke stiffly, "If he dies, I won't be able to live. But I must avenge him. Only then will I be able to die in peace …"
A crazy woman would indeed do crazy things. To her, a master that was like a father and brother would also be ruthless.
Heh heh, that was more or less the case.