Grudge Breaker

Chapter 211: The Mystery of Puppet Qi (Part )
Song Weichen is dead.

When Mo Tingfeng arrived, in the entire basement of Wunian Mansion, only Zhuang Yuheng was sitting beside the bed in a daze. He looked even worse than Song Weichen, with a haze under his eyes and a blue-gray face.

Seeing Mo Tingfeng coming, Zhuang Yuheng just opened his mouth slightly but could not say anything. He stood up on his knees like an old man with limited mobility and made room for him.

What else can I say? It's all in vain.
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Song Weichen lay motionless on the bed, so real and yet so unreal.

Looking at the little person in front of him, Mo Tingfeng had a calm expression. He didn't believe that she would die at all.

Come to think of it, what was the last sentence the two said to each other before entering the illusion? I can't remember it at all.

If the days when he served as Huang Meiyun's accomplice in the illusion were not counted, he had not seen the real Song Weichen for a long time since they parted by the canal - they didn't even say goodbye in the true sense, so how could she die.

"Yuheng, why did they bring you to Huashan? It's so cold and you're wearing so little. You might get frozen."

He sat down on the edge of the bed and gently took her hand.

"Didn't you say you were going to ask the Territory Lord for a 'legal holiday' to take the brothers in the mansion to do some 'team building' together? Weiwei, the ghost husband case has been solved, so you can just let your temper take you for a few days. Are you happy?"

Mo Tingfeng leaned over and picked up Song Weichen. She was obviously cold and breathless, but he seemed unaware of it. He just seemed afraid that she would be cold, so he held her tightly in his arms.

"Yuheng, you must be tired these days. Go back first. I want to be alone with Weiwei for a while."

At that moment, the maids who appeared in smoke came in to order more drinks and snacks. Zhuang Yuheng waved his hand at them, indicating that they didn't need to come again without being summoned. Then he looked at Song Weichen deeply and left without saying a word.

He decided to go to Huangquansi. Although Beihuashan did not send any message from Sanzuchuan, which meant that Song Weichen's soul had not dispersed and was still guarding her original body, he was still worried. This little girl always did not play by the rules. What if her soul jumped directly to Huangquansi? In the end, no matter where she went, he would bring her back against the will of heaven.

He didn't care about the immortal king, immortal record, or immortal bloodline. Zhuang Yuheng just wanted to use these things to exchange for a mortal body and bring him back to life.
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Mo Tingfeng held Song Weichen in the same posture for a day and a night. Because of the special energy field in the underground room of Wunian Mansion, her body did not become stiff.

He didn't mutter to himself about their future together like he did the last time she was trapped in the Well of Time, nor did he break down and lose control of his emotions. He just held her quietly, even with a slight smile on his face... She wouldn't die, how could she die?

His heart and eyes were filled with her, and he could even seem to smell her faint fragrance when he breathed. How could she be dead?

The two of them had been traveling for thousands of years and finally met again. He had been guarding and protecting her so carefully, how could she die?

Moreover, there was the omnipotent Medicine King Zhuang Yuheng. The marks from her previous life had no effect on her. It was just a minor knife wound. How could she die?

No, no.

She was just a naughty girl, and she must have thought of some prank and teamed up with Zhuang Yuheng to tease him.

"Weiwei, stop making trouble. You won, okay?"

"…If you keep pretending to be unconscious, I'm going to kiss you."

He really kissed her. She was very patient and did not dodge or avoid him, "letting him be flirtatious". Her little lips were so cold that Mo Tingfeng's heart almost froze.

He finally waited for her to change the words "Ting Feng" to him, but everything was like a mirage, and disappeared in a flash.

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Because the maid was not allowed in, the candles in the basement burned out bit by bit, the light gradually dimmed, and the last candle struggled and shook a few times before being extinguished into a wisp of green smoke.

As darkness fell, the light in Mo Tingfeng's eyes gradually went out, and his mind returned to reality.

He wrapped the little person in his arms tighter, murmuring her name in his heart.

What can I do to keep you?

With my meager and limited imagination?
With desperate sunsets, broken moons, and sobbing tides?

Isn't it enough to express my feelings using the words "I feel hopeless"?
With all my devotion as a man who has never had any faith?

With my rebellion against reincarnation, my mockery of fate, or my highest malice towards death?
...Pain and unwillingness are enough to turn a person into a poet.

There were no windows in the basement room, and it was pitch black all around. It was so dark that there was no sense of boundaries, blending the two people into one with the attributes of heaven and earth.

It was at this moment that something in Song Weichen's chest pocket began to flash red and gradually become brighter.

"what is this?"

Feeling suspicious, Mo Tingfeng reached out and took it out - it turned out to be half of the jade pendant left by Huang Hu in the ice field illusion.

The jade pendant was blood red in color, which was very eye-catching in the endless darkness, and its entire body was as hot as lava. If Mo Tingfeng could not instantly convert his magical power into Class A fire power, his skin and flesh would have melted if he had touched it.

He was even more confused. Why didn't he feel any burning sensation when this heat touched Song Weichen's body? If it hadn't emitted a faint light, it would have been impossible to even feel its presence.

Just as she was thinking about it, a faint blue light flashed out from her sleeve pocket, gradually growing stronger.

Mo Tingfeng pondered for a moment, and had an idea in mind, so he put Song Weichen down and laid her down, and took out the thing from her sleeve pocket, and sure enough, it was the other half of the jade pendant.

This half of the jade pendant exudes a faint blue aura, and when held in the hand it is like a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice, which begins from the skin that touches the jade pendant and spreads to the entire body little by little, as if it is going to freeze the blood vessels and bone marrow into gold and stone.

The two halves of the jade pendant vibrated slightly in Mo Tingfeng's left and right hands, obviously attracting each other.

What exactly is going on?

While he was thinking, he saw a faint white afterimage appearing on Song Weichen's body, which was a sign that his soul was leaving the body!

not good! !
Could it be... that the reason her soul had not left her body before was because of this jade pendant?
While hesitating, the attraction between the two halves of the jade pendant increased significantly. If Mo Tingfeng let go at this moment, they would definitely merge together by themselves.

At this time, the halo afterimage on Song Weichen's body became more and more obvious, and the jade pendant vibrated faster and faster. Just when her soul was about to leave her body, a red light and a blue light shot out from the two halves of the jade pendant, interweaving into a double helix light beam that went straight to Song Weichen, pressing her soul back into her body.

Yes, although I don’t know what the mystery is, but this jade pendant is obviously saving Song Weichen!

Mo Tingfeng let go of his hand.

Snapped!
The two halves of the jade pendant quickly came together in mid-air, and red and blue lights interlaced in the cracks of the jade pendant, putting it back into one.

During this process, the red and blue spiral light that suppressed Song Weichen's soul never stopped. Only after the jade pendant was completed, the original red and blue double spiral light turned into a purple one.

Afterwards, the jade pendant seemed to recognize its master and floated back to Song Weichen, slowly falling into her open palm, and the purple light gradually retracted into the jade pendant.

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Seeing that the jade pendant was motionless, Mo Tingfeng stretched out his hand to cast a spell to find out what was going on. At this moment, suddenly, the strange scene that had appeared in the ice field illusion was repeated again.

A purple aura as thick as a python surged out from the jade pendant, coiling up along her wrist and arm, finally wrapping around her neck and sinking into Song Weichen's heart.

Mo Tingfeng was shocked. Could it be that the jade pendant's rescue was just a feint? The real purpose of these puppet spirits was to break away from the lifeless jade and find a "flesh and blood container" to establish themselves again? !
He immediately summoned the Dharma Sword Qi to try to cut off the puppet Qi, but it was obviously too late. The last trace of puppet Qi had already penetrated into Song Weichen's heart. If he wanted to get rid of the puppet Qi at this moment, he could only destroy Song Weichen, the "container".

Mo Tingfeng's Dharma sword energy turned into countless sword blades and pointed at Song Weichen on the bed, but they did not fall for a long time.

How could he do it? How could he do it...
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Dong Dong, Dong Dong...

Was it an illusion? In the darkness, Mo Tingfeng seemed to hear a very faint heartbeat.

She hurriedly called the maid in to light all the candles in the basement, and looked carefully at the little person on the bed. It was not an illusion, as there was indeed a bit more color on his face.

"slight?"

I called her softly, but there was no response.

Mo Tingfeng felt her pulse, but his outstretched hand trembled unconsciously. If she woke up now... would it still be her?