Death Princess

Xueming Valley.

With her hands in her sleeves, Chao Lu stepped back and forth to push the snow in her yard out of a gray pit, while Han Shuangxue, who was nestled on the recliner beside her, kept rubbing sparks to keep warm with her spiritual power, finally walked in the direction of Chao Lu. On the [-]th round trip, she threw a fireball in front of Chao Lu in disbelief, blocking her way.

"Sister Lu, if you are really in such a hurry, then go out and look for it." Han Shuangxue rubbed off the sparks and stood up, "They are already on the way."

"Huh? Urgent?" Chao Lu kicked a piece of snow to extinguish the fireball, "Which eye of yours saw me in a hurry?"

"Yes, there's no rush, it's just that the ground is about to be trampled by you." Han Shuangxue shook her head recklessly, and muttered in a low voice, "I don't know what's so good about that Leng Tong, who stabbed you one after another, but you ..."

"Ah." Chao Lu let out an exclamation, interrupting Han Shuangxue's muttering.Han Shuangxue followed her gaze and saw three figures who jumped out of the carriage in the distance and gradually grew in size.She was about to take the opportunity to tease her cousin again, but when she turned her head, the morning dew who had already lost her inner strength had somehow managed to get close to the three of them.Holding his forehead and sighing, Han Shuangxue chased after him speechlessly.

"Ah, Senior Sister..." Kong Xi wanted to ask for credit when she saw that she was rushing forward to face Chao Lu, but who knew that after a gust of wind, Chao Lu had passed the Kong sisters and stopped at a distance of Leng Tong. Three or two steps away.

Changing Yao Jingyu's arm, Kong Xi patted Sister's shoulder with an expression of "you know it".

Ben was still pondering the scene of the two seeing each other countless times in the back of his mind, but he was so caught off guard that he stood in front of him, Leng Tong froze in place and even forgot to put down the foot that he raised to walk forward.Looking at Chao Lu wrapped in a thick cotton coat, at Chao Lu's ears that were red from the cold, and then at her neck and left shoulder tightly covered by the thick coat, the cold pupils bit down uncontrollably. He pursed his lips and looked away.

She is a person with strong martial arts, but she needs to rely on extremely thick clothes to keep warm in this winter...

Leng Tong looked around at the three people who were only wearing two or three pieces of unlined clothing, and then stared at her hands, feeling a twinge of pain in her heart.

Is it because of yourself?Because I seriously injured her...

"You..." He raised his head and was about to speak, but his wrist was grabbed unexpectedly, and a few cold fingers touched Leng Tong's veins, but Leng Tong suppressed the instinctive counter-grasping move, because, that one The owner of the hand is Chaolu.

A tingling and numb feeling along the cold fingertips, quickly crawled through Leng Tong's meridians, relieved a lot of fatigue, and even stopped the big and small injuries on his body that hadn't healed in time.Leng Tong knew this feeling because Zhao Lu had used it to stop her pain from severe poison a few months ago when the two were still enemies.But now, she was able to name this feeling even more, it was spiritual power, the thunder and spiritual power of Chaolu.

"Huh—" Withdrawing her spiritual power, she finally confirmed with her own hands that Leng Tong was fine. She was neither seriously injured by her own spiritual power at the beginning, nor hurt at all by saving Yi'er. Only then did he realize that he had pinched Leng Tong's veins abruptly, and realized that Leng Tong had never resisted.A gleam of joy flashed in her eyes, but the next moment, like a child who made a mistake, she withdrew her hand regretfully and looked away in embarrassment.

"I..." Leng Tong, who was immersed in all kinds of feelings in his heart, didn't notice the change in Zhao Lu's mind, but was thinking about how to speak to break down the high wall built by hurt and suspicion between the two.

"came back?"

"I'm back... huh?" Leng Tong paused her nodding in the middle of her waist, the word "come back" that she spit out from Zhao Lu's mouth, and her subconscious answer of "come back", are like strands of soft hair, It hit the softest part of Leng Tong's heart.

"It's good to be back." He raised his head, set his gaze on Leng Tong's face seriously, and said from the bottom of his heart, pursing his lips towards Lu.

It's good to be back, it's good to be back.

It was as if I really just left the house without saying hello, and my family members finally waited for me at the door after several worries, and they couldn't help but spit out "just come back".There was no doubt, no harm, and no life and death in the woods on a rainy night. It was like having a very unrealistic dream, having a very childish awkwardness, and finally returning to... home.

Leng Tong didn't dare to raise her head, because her eyes were already red; Leng Tong didn't dare to look at Chao Lu, because she was afraid that once she met Chao Lu's frank gaze, she would be deeply involved and unable to extricate herself.

Zhao Lu waited for a long time, she had already expressed her heart clearly with actions, now, she could do it, she just waited endlessly for Leng Tong to raise her head, waiting for Leng Tong's response.Unfortunately……

"I..." Leng Tong raised her head and gave Zhao Lu the answer with her eyes still dodging.

"No." Zhao Lu suppressed the bitterness in her heart, and stopped Leng Tong's words, "Some things," she bit her lips, and forced out an indifferent smile, "Right and wrong, some things, after the past, just let it go." Let it go? Some words, some truth," took a deep breath, "give me some time, okay?"

After a long time, when the three people on the side thought that the two of them were about to turn into ice sculptures and stand here forever, Leng Tong nodded slowly, and replied in a barely audible voice, "Yes."

"En." Zhao Lu also nodded her head as if trying to convince herself of something.

. . .

"Precognitive dreams?" Han Shuangxue asked Chao Lu, looking away from the sleeping Yao Jingyu.

"Yes and no." Zhao Lu withdrew the Lei Lingli used to feel her pulse, and shook her head.

"Yes or not?" Leng Tong repeated Zhao Lu's answer.

"Well," sitting on the side of the couch, tucked the quilt up for Yao Jingyu, turned her head and asked Leng Tong, "You should already know all about the five spirit clans from Jingyu, right?"

Leng Tong nodded, and said: "The five spirit clans of Feng, Huan, Han, Yan, and Lei, among which the precognitive dream is unique to the Huan Ling clan."

"Jing Yu is a Phantom Spirit Clan, although she has the ability to predict dreams, but..."

Looking at Chao Lu and Leng Tong who were asking and answering like an ordinary doctor and a patient's family, for some reason, Han Shuangxue felt an unspeakable uneasiness in her heart.Although she never spoke lightly, but from the bottom of her heart, Han Shuangxue didn't dislike Lengtong that much. Even if Chaolu and Lengtong became strangers like this, she would feel a little heartache for Chaolu and feel that A little unwilling, and also feel a little... sorry for Leng Tong.Sorry, maybe that's an apt description.

"But you know," Zhao Lu's explanation continued, "for a normal spirit race, whether it's a pure spirit race or a mixed race of spirit race and ordinary people, everyone will have two spirit feathers when they are born. The number of feathers has nothing to do with the strength of spiritual power, they are just the key to spiritual power. The reason why there are two spiritual feathers is because one of them can be transplanted to others for transmission and inheritance."

"It's like my Lei Lingyu," pointing to the golden spot on his forehead, "it was inherited from the master, brother Wen's father, and the other two phantom feathers Spirit rain, I was born with it." Pointing to Yao Jingyu's forehead, "but Jingyu is different, since we know her, she has only one spirit feather."

"One? How?" Han Shuangxue realized something belatedly, "With her current age and cultivation level, her own spiritual power is not yet stable, so it is impossible to transplant the spiritual feather to others anyway. If the spirit feather recognizes its owner, if it is forcibly extracted and transplanted against the original owner's will, it will only cause fatal backlash to the recipient, and it is absolutely unfeasible."

"But it just happened like this. Lingyu's recognition of the owner is based on the fact that the original owner has his own independent thoughts and consciousness. Then, what if the original owner of Lingyu is a baby without self-awareness?" Zhao Lu's eyes flashed Heartbroken, she reached out to put her hand on Yao Jingyu's forehead, "I asked before, and she said that she has only had one spirit feather since she was a child. Inferring from this, there is only one answer left."

"Her spirit feather was pulled out when she was born, or," Leng Tong frowned and met Shang Chaolu's gaze, and said the cruel guess, "she was born to be forcibly plucked." Take the spirit feather that will not suffer backlash."

Little Yao Jingyu seemed to have heard the conversation between the two, and turned around frowning as if she was haunted by nightmares.Seeing this, Zhao Lu used a trace of thunder spirit power to smooth the girl's eyebrows.

"If that's the case, then...why does she have one left?" Han Shuangxue searched her stomach for a statement that could refute this cruel and terrifying guess, "Her aunt, as a aunt of the Phantom Spirit Clan, how could she allow this?" Everything happened? How did you die after being hunted down by Fengyuwei?"

"...I don't know." Zhao Lu lowered her gaze.

"Then why is she unconscious now?" Bypassing Shen Shen, Leng Tong changed the subject.

"Although the spirit feathers pulled out in the early years will not reject the new owner, they have not completely cut off the connection with the original owner. The connection between the original owner and the new owner is similar to Chestnut and me to a certain extent. Therefore, she The drowsiness at the beginning may have been due to the prophetic dream, but after that, it was because she had inadvertently sunk her spiritual consciousness into the new master."

"At this moment, she is like a trance-eyed eye hanging on the new master, looking at the other party's daily affairs in a daze. Due to the special nature of the phantom spirit feather, she may even control the other party's body for a short time. On the contrary The same is true, but it is relatively more difficult for the new master to invade the original master."

"Then how can I..."

"I can use my phantom spiritual power to forcibly suppress it," Zhao Lu replied before Han Shuangxue finished asking the question, "Forcibly recall her spiritual consciousness from the other party, and set some restrictions on her. To a certain extent, block the opponent's way to invade. But there is nothing I can do about the connection between the two spirit feathers and Jing Yu herself. The only thing I can do is wait until she has enough spiritual power, find that person, and find the lost spirit feather. can really end."

"It was my negligence. I found out about this a long time ago, but I didn't pay attention to it and threw it aside until now..."

Even though she didn't say it out loud, Leng Tong understood Zhao Lu's difficulties.The matter of Yao Jingyu was left aside because she had been entangled in other matters all along, and after taking care of that matter, Yao Jingyu was taken away from Jianzong by herself.It was my fault, it was my master's fault.

"Young patriarch," Chao Bofan who had been silent at the side suddenly said, "I'll come, your..." He didn't continue, but Han Shuangxue and Chao Lu understood it.

Zhao Lu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

After half a quarter of an hour.Yao Jingyu opened her eyes, her somewhat distracted gaze swept across the crowd one by one, and finally stopped on Leng Tong.His eyes gradually became clear, but the expression hidden in his eyes was somewhat difficult to distinguish.

After a long time, "Master...Father?" she called out.

Seeing that Yao Jingyu was fine, she withdrew her hand from Chao Bofan.

"Bo Fan? What's wrong?" Han Shuangxue read something from his face.

"Well...it's nothing." Chao Bofan didn't answer, but the doubt in the eyes that looked at Yao Jingyu became more and more intense.