Love is deep but fate is shallow, this beautiful wife has waited for a thousand years

Zhuo Qingling laughed bitterly, "What will happen after you save me? You go back to your Medical Immortal Valley, and I go back to my Silent Organization?"

Zhuo Sheng remained silent. This was indeed what he was thinking in his heart, but although he didn't want to have anything to do with Zhuo Qingling anymore, he also didn't want to watch her die like this.

The three of them had their own thoughts, and it was not until Mu Xiaoqiao slowly walked to and stood beside Ruan Haoyu that they noticed her.

"Soul-breaking," Zhuo Qingling was still smiling, "You are the best killer I have trained. Why do you want to leave the Silent Organization? Did I treat you unfairly?"

"No." Mu Xiaoqiao shook her head. Apart from forcing her to kill someone on the deserted island, Zhuo Qingling was also very dedicated to her. She would receive generous rewards for every mission. In the Silent Organization, she had no worries about food and drink, and everyone was very respectful when they saw her. After all, she had the reputation of being the number one killer.

"Then why?" Zhuo Qingling covered her chest and panted slightly.

"Because there, I couldn't feel the temperature. I was like a cold killing machine. I had no one to talk to. I didn't know who I was or why I lived. Was it just to kill people every day and then wait to be killed by others?"

Mu Xiaoqiao's voice was very calm, but Ruan Haoyu and Zhuo Sheng felt distressed when they heard it.

If life has no goals and you live like a walking corpse all day long, what is the meaning?

Zhuo Qingling kept smiling, "You're right. Actually, I don't want to live like that either. I also want to leave. Not only have I turned you into machines, I've also turned myself into a machine. But there's one thing that's different between you and me. I know why I live. I live only to see him again."

She looked at Zhuo Sheng, her eyes softened, "I just want to find him and see him again."

"But you've hurt too many people for this goal." Ruan Haoyu said coldly at this time, "You shouldn't let others pay the price for your obsession."

"Heh..." Zhuo Qingling chuckled, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Qing Ling, stop it," Zhuo Sheng sighed, "I don't deserve you to treat me like this."

"Whether it's worth it or not is up to me. As long as I think it's worth it, that's good enough." Zhuo Qingling slowly sat up and held Zhuo Sheng's hand.

"We've been together day and night for the past two days, and I've finally seen enough of you," she stroked his eyebrows inch by inch with her fingers, "You've grown old, your face has wrinkles, and your figure is no longer strong, but so what? As long as you are Zhuo Sheng, it's fine."

Her slender fingers rested on his cheek. "It makes me feel like we are growing old together. This way, even if I die, I will have no regrets."

Ruan Haoyu wanted to go forward and pull her away, but Mu Xiaoqiao held him back and whispered, "She won't live long, just bear with it. She is... just a woman trapped in love."

She had never known that the lord who had always been so high and mighty, who could easily manipulate others, would have such a side to him.

She was so obsessed with it that she would never change until her death. Perhaps from the moment she walked out of the Medical Valley, she had no intention of living again. All she wanted was to spend two or three days with Zhuo Sheng, even if it was only two or three short days.

As if in response to Mu Xiaoqiao's words, Zhuo Qingling suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining half of Zhuo Sheng's cheek red. She hurriedly wiped it with her sleeve, apologizing as she wiped it, "I'm sorry, senior brother, I didn't mean to do that, I really couldn't help it..."

Zhuo Sheng couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Qing Ling, please let me go. I can save you. It will be too late if you delay any longer."

It's not that he has no feelings for Zhuo Qingling. After all, she was someone he once loved deeply, and he couldn't bear to watch her go towards destruction step by step.

Zhuo Qingling smiled, "Senior Brother, you still care about me, right? You have me in your heart, right?" Her smile this time was so bright and full of hope, as if as long as Zhuo Sheng said yes, she would fly with joy.

Zhuo Sheng pursed his lips. He couldn't bear it, but it was absolutely impossible for him to be with her again. Not to mention how many wrong things she had done, disobeying the master's orders was a gap that he could not cross.

Zhuo Qingling didn't care. She was immersed in her own thoughts at the moment. "You don't say anything, which means you agree, right? I know, I know you can't let me go. Brother, I know I was wrong. Please give me another chance and forgive me. I promise that I will never kill anyone again. I... I will only eat vegetarian food in the future. I will chant sutras for those people and repent..."

Her voice gradually faded away and her hands fell.

Mu Xiaoqiao thought something was wrong, so he quickly flew forward and unblocked several blocked acupoints on Zhuo Sheng's body with his fingers.

As soon as Zhuo Sheng was able to move, he raised his hand and caught Zhuo Qingling's hand that was sliding down from his face, and used his other hand to catch her falling body.

He hurried to feel Zhuo Qingling's pulse, but found that her pulse was so weak that it was almost non-existent. The art of witchcraft was different from poisoning. It was about controlling the poisonous insects to move around in the body, thereby achieving the purpose of controlling the enemy.

The most powerful witchcraft technique is the one that can kill. When the poison has not yet entered the heart, the technique can be used to lure it out. Once the poison has entered the heart, even the person who cast the technique will be helpless.

The wizard used this fatal poison to save Zhuo Sheng that day.

Although Zhuo Sheng knew how to cure the poison, Zhuo Qingling was determined to die. No matter how many times he asked her to do so, she would not let him go or save him in the past three days.

Now that the poison has entered her heart, even if a wizard comes in person, he cannot save Zhuo Qingling.

Zhuo Sheng felt a dull pain in his heart, as if something was being pulled away. He took her pulse for a long time, neither speaking nor letting go.

Zhuo Qingling opened his eyes, looked at the face so close in front of him, and smiled suddenly, "Don't be sad, Brother, I will go to Master to apologize, beg Master to forgive me, and beg him to take back his decision, so that when you come to find us, Master will let us be together."

"Qingling, why are you so stupid?" Zhuo Sheng said softly, slowly tightening his arms.

"I'm not stupid. If someone like me doesn't die, how can the world be at peace? You are a medical genius who saves the world. If I die, you should be happy. I will kill fewer people, and you can save fewer... people."

"What does it have to do with me what happens to others?" Zhuo Sheng said in a deep voice.

Zhuo Qingling smiled, "Brother, why...why are you still imitating my speech?"

Zhuo Sheng said nothing, but held Zhuo Qingling's hand tightly. Ruan Haoyu and Mu Xiaoqiao watched from the side. Unknowingly, the two hands were held together.

"Brother, it's good like this. I'm very... happy now. I can die in your arms. I... have no regrets."

Zhuo Qingling's voice became lower and lower, and finally there was no sound. She seemed to have fallen asleep, with a smile on her lips. For a long while, there was no sound around them, and none of the three people moved.