frightfiction Chapter 619 Aren't you afraid of me?
Chapter 619 Aren't you afraid of me?
For Zhu He, asking Xue Lan questions was as easy as drinking water.
Since becoming Ling Yuanzi's disciple and being handed over to Xue Lan, he could find the answers to all the problems he encountered from Xue Lan.
The eldest sister is omnipotent and omniscient.
Zhu He asked without fear and with a clear conscience.
But this time, Zhu He dared not speak.
Young people are less adept at emotional intelligence and reading between the lines than others, and Cui Wu can easily see through the unspoken meanings, but he can't figure them out even after thinking about it for a whole day.
But that doesn't mean he's a complete idiot who knows nothing.
In the tense situation just now, there was no time to think things through. Now that they had escaped danger and all the sorrow and pain were gradually subsiding, Zhu He felt an unprecedented chill rise in his heart.
This reminded him of a veteran he had met on the front lines of Luoxia Mountain who had served in the Shengyu Army for over a decade.
He was a very old middle-aged man, wearing armor that had been worn smooth and shiny over the years.
On his calloused hands, the fingertips always bore cracks from being soaked in blood and corroded by demonic blood.
Zhu He met him at the end of World War I. The middle-aged man sat amidst the bloodstains, holding the body of a young man, like a wooden sculpture that had taken root.
It was a pity that the young man died. The wave of demonic tide had been repelled, and there should have been a month or so of peaceful life after returning to Luoxia City. But on his way back to the city, he was bitten in the neck by a demonic beast that was not quite dead.
"I saw..."
The middle-aged man roared hoarsely.
"General Zhu, I felt completely cold at that moment."
"I felt like I was frozen... I couldn't move an inch."
“I know it’s all over, he was so young… but everything is over.”
A chill ran through his body, and Zhu He knew it was all over.
The most hurtful answers are those that must be known and cannot be changed.
What does Zhu He like to grab when he's nervous? He's been forcing himself to change it because he felt ashamed.
But he's really, really nervous right now.
The young man casually pulled the Xinghe Sword, which he had been carrying on his back, into his arms, his voice somewhat muffled:
"Senior sister, how did your strength increase so quickly?"
Xue Lan was surprised that he hesitated for so long before asking only this one question. She rubbed her temples, somewhat annoyed, and casually replied:
"This is my true strength. I've been lying to you all along."
Upon hearing this, the inner demon who had been eavesdropping in her mind's eye couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of tea.
Xue Lan may want to become a god and love the world, but her mouth really doesn't love anyone.
Zhu He's body stiffened, and he felt a little like backing down.
This kind of question, tinged with anger, is something only Xiao Wu should do; Senior Sister isn't afraid of her.
Xue Lan felt a chill run down her spine for no apparent reason. The woman quickly raised her hand and tapped the table between them.
"What are you thinking about?"
Zhu He replied subconsciously:
"I'll have Xiao Wu ask you, you're not guilty..."
Before the young man could finish speaking, he saw the woman in black opposite him suddenly clutch her chest, and crimson blood instantly stained her pale lips.
"Senior sister!"
Zhu He was startled by Xue Lan and hurriedly tried to help her up, but as soon as he reached out, he heard Xue Lan's weak voice:
"You've learned a lot of viciousness at Sunset Mountain!"
"Where did you learn to tattle on others at the slightest disagreement?"
Standing behind the two men, Xue Tong, who was looking worried, immediately withdrew his foot when he heard the woman's words.
Recalling Xue Lan's previous actions and those of Ling Yuanzi, which were described as "kind teacher and filial disciple," the girl couldn't help but cover her eyes and speak:
"Who did you learn it from?"
"Who else but you, the senior sister?"
Xue Lan seemed to remember something, gave an embarrassed smile, and began to act shamelessly:
"I don't know, I forgot, I just injured my soul!"
Xue Tong rolled her eyes at her.
Sure enough, when things were not in his favor, the Wolf Lord, who could remember thousands of weapon-refining diagrams, instantly turned into a goldfish with a memory that lasted only seven seconds.
After exchanging a few jokes with Xue Tong, Xue Lan looked up at Zhu He in front of her again:
"What... are you not satisfied with your senior sister's answer?"
Zhu He was quite frightened by Xue Lan's recent vomiting of blood. The young man looked intently into Xue Lan's grayish-white eyes:
"no……"
"I just feel that what my senior sister said wasn't the truth."
Xue Lan understood; this was a sign of considerable dissatisfaction.
The woman in black propped her face up with one hand, her tone tinged with helplessness:
"Then keep asking. There's still some distance between the Demon Realm and the East Sea coast, and I happen to have the time."
“If a child who cultivates the Way of Freedom has doubts that cannot be asked, it will not be good for his spiritual heart.”
"Senior sister, you're underestimating me!"
Zhu He gently stroked the patterns on the Xinghe Sword with his fingertips, his expression exactly the same as when he chose to be supervised by the Immortal Sect.
Xue Lan's heart softened immediately.
Years of fighting and separation have caused the children of Jiyuan Peak to grow up one by one, but their innocent and pure hearts have never changed.
Whether it was Ji Jinjin and Zhu He, who fought on the battlefield, or Cui Wu, who always strategized within Fuyang City.
Or perhaps it was Lian Chuan, whom she cruelly sent back to Beiyuchuan.
They are all good children who make her and her master very proud.
Xue Lan looked at Zhu He, her expression gentle yet firm:
"Senior sister is not looking down on you."
"Your senior sister has many secrets, and you should know some of them."
So that we won't be separated in the future, and that what we think and think is just an empty shell without any truth.
"it is good!"
Zhu He let out a long sigh of relief, then solemnly spoke:
Are you my senior sister?
Xue Lan was slightly taken aback at first, then couldn't help but laugh.
Although she raised the child, Ling Yuanzi had a truly profound influence on him.
The questions asked were pretty much the same.
"Yes!" Xue Lan replied firmly.
"It wasn't a case of me taking over halfway through. I've always been your senior sister."
Lian Chuan's heart, which had been pounding, immediately relaxed. The young man figured he could handle whatever Xue Lan said next with a calm demeanor, so he casually asked:
"What kind of cultivator was Senior Sister before?"
Xue Lan didn't answer him directly, but instead softly uttered two words:
"Lianchuan".
"what?"
Zhu He didn't know why Xue Lan suddenly brought up Xiao Si's name. Wasn't he sent back to the clan?
Xue Lan thought to herself that she should give Zhu He a series of pointers.
"Silver Moon Wolf..."
"I used to be a demon cultivator from the Northern Region of the Upper Realm, belonging to the Silver Moon Azure Wolf clan!"
Zhu He: Huh?
Silver Moon Wolf!
The young man swayed twice, then suddenly died right in front of Xue Lan!
Looking at him like this, Xue Lan suddenly missed Lian Chuan a little.
When they last met across space, the naive boy they sent away had already grown into a sharp and ruthless individual, with the inherent ruthlessness and decisiveness of the Silver Moon Wolf growing out like thorns.
Sharp, obsessive, cold.
Xue Lan decided to be true to her word this time.
The woman in black ignored her second junior brother, who was unable to accept the reality, and turned to look at Xue Tong:
Let's go see Lianchuan!
The lucky girl, suddenly chosen by the Wolf King, tilted her head and looked at her, gritting her teeth as she said:
"Ao Zhu is still in Beiyuchuan, are you really going back?"
Xue Lan nodded seriously and waved to the Soul Guide floating to the side.
The little girl happily snuggled into Xue Lan's arms, looking up at her chin and listening to Xue Lan's slow heartbeat.
She felt that the emperor's body was working very hard.
Xue Lan had no idea what her little daughter was thinking. The woman in black narrowed her eyes slightly.
"I have no choice, I really want Lin Qi dead."
"The sooner the better."
Xue Lan didn't want to keep that old scoundrel's debt anymore!