Grudge Breaker

Chapter 312: Love is broken and hurts
The complete strangeness and wariness on Gu Cangyue's face didn't seem to be fake.

Even if Song Weichen was not blinded, even if she looked exactly like she did at that moment, he still wouldn't be able to recognize her.

The feeling of suffocation became more and more severe. Song Weichen tried to break Gu Cangyue's grip with his uninjured hand, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Because she must not reveal her true identity in the Lord's Mansion, and must not use the power of puppet control and the puppet spirit fetus here. When she left Si Chen Mansion, she even deliberately left the puppet control jade pendant in Wuqing Residence - so at this moment Song Weichen is just a complete mortal.

How can mortals fight against gods?

With difficulty breathing and blurred consciousness, the face under the mica bird beak mask gradually became unreal.

"Could it be that he is fake and not the real Gu Cangyue?"

As the thought came to his mind, Song Weichen stretched out his hand to grab his mask.
"Snapped!"

The mica bird beak mask fell off, and the pressure on Song Weichen's neck disappeared instantly. Gu Cangyue took a step back and half covered his face with his big palm.

"Idiot! How dare you?!!"

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Song Weichen hunched over, leaning against a rockery beside the road to catch his breath.

Although it was just a quick glance in the dim light, she was still extremely sure that the face behind the mask was the one she was very familiar with. Who else could it be but her Big Bird? It was a pity that the look in his eyes was completely unfamiliar.

"Although I think we should get married directly, if you insist, we can fall in love first."

The sweet words were still ringing in my ears, but the man in front of me no longer had affection for me, and only disgust in his eyes.

His chest ached uncontrollably, and a slightly sweet and fishy taste rose in his throat. Song Weichen used almost all his strength to calm down his surging blood.

During this time, Gu Cangyue had already put on the mica bird beak mask on his face again. He approached Song Weichen step by step, sharp claws appeared on his fingertips, and murderous aura was boiling on his body.

"You'd better have thought of your last words."

He pinched Song Weichen's shoulder with one hand, and the sharp claw on his thumb was like a sharp blade, easily piercing into her shoulder socket, and a blood-red wintersweet immediately appeared on her snow-white dress.

"pain……"

Song Weichen's eyes were filled with shame.

"Who sent you here? Telling the truth will make your death more painful."

A cold voice sounded in her ears, ignoring her cries of pain and showing no mercy at all.

The piercing pain in the socket of her shoulder made Song Weichen realize a reality - Gu Cangyue would really kill her.

"Can't die."

"You must not die."

Gu Cangyue didn't remember her, there must be something wrong. If she really died in his hands today, once he remembered the past, he might not be able to survive alone. She couldn't die.

Moreover, she would sacrifice one of her souls on the night of Qixi Festival to help Mo Tingfeng remove the love restriction. She couldn't die now no matter what!
"Lord Cangyue, I am Sang Pu, the zither player of Sichen Mansion. Today, I was ordered to attend the banquet to play the zither for the nobles. I accidentally got lost and bumped into you. I didn't mean to offend you. Please understand!"

Song Weichen spoke with great pain. She just wanted to calm things down and let Gu Cangyue let her go for the time being.

Of course, she could use the Forbidden Summoning Technique to come to the rescue, but then they would surely fight each other, which was definitely not what she wanted.

……

"The zither master of Sichen Mansion?"

Gu Cangyue snorted coldly, grabbed her wrist and looked at her finger, which happened to be the injured one. Another wave of piercing pain came over her, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

"This is the first time I see a musician who plays the zither at a banquet with a broken wrist. How dare you approach me with such a clumsy excuse and means?"

"I don't think that Mo, no matter how bad he is, would be stupid enough to send someone like you to follow me."

Gu Cangyue secretly exerted force on Song Weichen's shoulder with her fingers, and her nails dug into his shoulder a little deeper.

"You still haven't told the truth?"

……

"Cang Yue...I'm in pain..."

Song Weichen felt physically and mentally ached, and his emotions collapsed in an instant.

"You really... don't remember me?"

Gu Cangyue was startled, and the hand that was pinching her shoulder seemed to loosen. She moved her face closer to Song Weichen, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes under the mica bird beak mask.

"you……?"

Song Weichen originally wanted to ask him if he still remembered the promise made on Xue Tian’s day at Tingfeng Mansion; wanted to ask him if he still remembered that he almost razed the Ghost Market for her; wanted to ask him if he still remembered the Well of Time; wanted to ask him when he would take her to Yushan Yaotai again... But with his aloof eyes at this moment, she really couldn’t ask these words.

……

"A thousand paper cranes."

Song Weichen finally spoke with difficulty. She still remembered the paper crane that mysteriously disappeared in her dream, the paper crane he gave her, which she had kept carefully.

Hearing the thousand paper cranes, the hand that was pinching Song Weichen's shoulder trembled noticeably, the claws faded, and Gu Cangyue let go of her.

"I haven't used my paper crane clone for ten thousand years. How can a mere mortal like you know this?"

His deep eyes were full of alertness. He leaned close to Song Weichen's ear and asked in a voice that was almost a whisper.
"What else do you know?"

... "I also know you once said..."

Song Weichen recalled what Gu Cangyue said when he gave her the paper crane, and her heart was in turmoil.
"When you want to see me, light it up. No matter where you are in the world or in the sea of ​​swords and mountains of fire, I will come for you."

"boom!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Gu Cangyue was not moved at all. Instead, she suddenly raised her arm, grabbed Song Weichen's neck and threw her hard against the rockery wall behind her - although the distance was only two or three feet, the force was enough to make her internal organs and blood surge.

"puff!"

Song Weichen spat out a mouthful of blood, all of which fell on the place where he was pinching her throat. She looked like she was dying, but Gu Cangyue was not moved at all, and her expression became even more sinister.

"You are just hearing rumors and using sweet words to flatter me! You dare to play this trick on me without even considering your own worth."

"I want to see who you are working for, and who will come to collect your body today!"

Gu Cangyue suddenly raised his left hand and swung his sword finger. A light blue ice crystal came out from his fingertips and instantly condensed into a thorny crystal ice blade. He threw the ice blade into the air, caught it with his backhand, and slashed it towards Song Weichen's neck!
"Dang!!"

Dozens of golden needles pierced the ice blade, instantly piercing it and turning it into ice crystal powder. The golden needles then barely brushed Song Weichen's ears and disappeared into the rockery behind him - the force was so strong that several cracks appeared on the rockery where the needles had entered.

"Master Cang Yue! It's hard for a little girl. I'm afraid there are many things wrong!"

A black shadow flew out of the air and landed steadily beside the two of them.

"It's you?"

Gu Cangyue raised his eyebrows and looked at the newcomer provocatively.

"Master Ji, why are you here instead of drinking with the old territory master in the palace?"

"Ji was entrusted by Lord Si Chen to come and pick up his zither player for the banquet."

It turned out that Mo Tingfeng had wanted to come out to look for Song Weichen a long time ago, but he was stopped by the territory master to discuss the "Warlock Classification Trial" which would be launched in more than a month. It was of great importance, and he really couldn't get away.

But ever since Song Weichen left the palace, even though she had half of his consciousness, Mo Tingfeng was unable to confirm where she was at the moment and whether she was safe. He sent messages to Ding Heran, Ye Wujiu and Zhuang Yuheng, wanting them to confirm Song Weichen's situation, but received no response - probably because there was some special barrier restriction in the Lord's Mansion.

Thinking that she had followed Gu Cangyue out of the hall, Mo Tingfeng became even more anxious and had to ask Ji Baishou, who was also in the hall, to come out and look for her.

Fortunately, Ji Baishou arrived in time, otherwise Song Weichen would probably have become a ghost by now.
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"Is she really from Si Chen Mansion?"

Gu Cangyue looked at Song Weichen with disdain in her eyes, finally withdrew the hand that was pinching her neck, and stood with his hands behind his back, brushing his sleeves.

Without Gu Cangyue's "grip", Song Weichen could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

"Little girl!"

Ji Baishou clenched his fist with one hand and stretched out his arm to embrace her - this was a last resort method of contacting the "opposite sex", which shows how much Ji Baishou adhered to the "virtue of a husband" towards Bei Huashan.

Song Weichen did not lose consciousness, but because of Gu Cangyue's several attacks, her body and mind were traumatized and the old illness left by her previous life was triggered. She tried to raise her hand to grope for the medicine bottle at her waist to take out a pill of Huangquan Sun Grass and swallow it, but it was weak and in vain.

"medicine……"

"Ah? What did you say?"

Ji Baishou, a rough man, had never taken care of such a weak porcelain doll before, and he could not hear Song Weichen's "cry for help" at all.

"puff."

She vomited another mouthful of blood, her consciousness gradually faded, and she was about to collapse.

Gu Cangyue made a "tsk" sound, showing extreme impatience, and took out a very delicate jade bottle from his sleeve pocket and threw it to Ji Baishou.

"The best elixir is now cheaply given to this mortal."

"Since she is really an ordinary zither player, I don't need to make things difficult for her. You can take her away."

Ji Baishou didn't say much, and hurriedly opened the jade bottle and fed several elixirs into Song Weichen's mouth. After all, it was a holy product from the immortals, and no one knew what kind of spiritual object it was made of. But within a cup of tea, Song Weichen recovered visibly. Not only was his old illness suppressed, but even the injuries on his neck, shoulders and even wrists were all healed.

"Uncle Ji."

Song Weichen obediently called Ji Baishou and stood up with his help.

She moved her wrists and shoulders and found nothing unusual. She could even play the piano. Except for a hole in her heart, she no longer felt any discomfort.

"Go back. Tingfeng is very worried when you are not here."

"Yeah. I'm sorry... I'm lost and can't get out of this garden."

Song Weichen lowered his head and snapped his fingers. In front of Ji Baishou, he really looked like a child.

He looked at her, shook his head helplessly, and walked forward.

"You too, why are you running to this garden for no reason? This is the famous Zhuge Eight Formation Mountain of the Territory Lord's Mansion. It is ever-changing. Even people who have stayed in the mansion for hundreds of years will get lost in it, let alone you."

"Follow."

With a low reply, Song Weichen trotted after Ji Baishou and soon disappeared into the darkness.

She didn't look at Gu Cangyue again, not even once, because she was afraid that she would burst into tears if she only looked at him once.

So Song Weichen naturally would not notice that behind her, Gu Cangyue's eyes with extremely complicated expressions had been following her. Even when she had disappeared into the boundless night, he did not take his eyes off her for a long time.

And the hand hidden in his sleeve was constantly dripping with blood, and the blood was tinged with light blue crystal starlight - it was his own blood.

At some point, Gu Cangyue's fingers transformed into sharp claws again, but the difference was that this time he did not stretch them towards anyone, but let them grow and pierce through his clenched fists.