The Psychic Girl

"Shut up! Grandpa, don't waste time, let's get started!"

The assistant beside Fang Jueqi suddenly grabbed her neck and made her speechless. He said this and stood there looking at her with a sinister smile.

Xia Xi immediately recognized that it was Higashino Kiyomi's voice, but she was speechless. She looked at her in surprise, but couldn't understand why there was hatred in her eyes.

Seeing Xia Xi looking at her with an extremely confused look, Higashino Qingling knew that she recognized her.

But she was not afraid. She leaned over with a sneer and spoke in her ear in a voice that only Xia Xi could hear.

“Actually, we’ve met before, but you don’t remember me. The spirit bones in my body were originally yours.

We are guests invited by Lord Yanbao, and no one will come to save you.

In fact, I should thank you. This time, please sacrifice yourself to help Yan Zini and let him stand up!

Compared to him who only has this one flaw, it is better for a useless woman like you to disappear as soon as possible. Don't worry, I will take good care of him for you, as well as your spirit beast..."

Xia Xi stared at Dongye Qingling with wide eyes, wanting to shout, but no sound came out.

Zi Ni? Is it because of Zi Ni?! Then did he know about this?!

If I die, what will happen to the 100,000 of them?

Xia Xi's mind was in a mess and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Maybe it was because she was about to die, but Xia Xi's mind flashed with many beautiful scenes of her time with him, which made her dare not guess.

She was not afraid of death, but the feeling of betrayal was enough to break her heart just once.

Fang Jueqi looked at Dongye Qingling's little movements in front of him with a playful look.

He enjoys seeing the evil side of human nature, resentment, jealousy, pessimism, regret...

I don’t know if it’s because he’s lived as a wizard for too long, but all the dark sides make him powerful and real.

He looked up at the incomplete moonlight. The originally bright yellow moon had been stained red like ink.

"Let's get started! The time has come."

Hearing Fang Jueqi's words, Dongye Qingling immediately tore open Xia Xi's gauze dress.

Fang Jueqi has already begun to murmur the witch songs that no one here can understand.

The cold and eerie melody was like a rope pulling the devil from hell to the human world to enjoy a delicious meal. The cold wind wrapped around her body like a knife and slowly floated in the air. Her long hair, which had been neatly tied, was blown up by the wind and flew messily in the air.

Standing outside the black gauze curtain far away, Yan Tianming, who was trapped in the circle, looked at the scene in front of him and tried desperately to break free from the shackles of the talisman.

But the spiritual power was sealed tightly at this moment, as if it had completely disappeared from his body.

This was the first time since he witnessed the night of his country's destruction when he was young that he felt such despair and hated himself so much for not being stronger.

If he could have discovered his adoptive father's plan earlier,

If I had told Yan Zini about my suspicions earlier,

If he hadn't brought her back to Yanjiabao

If he hadn't hidden his feelings and given her to someone else...

Fang Jueqi slightly activated the spiritual energy in his hands and prepared to take out her heart. He repeated it several times but to no avail. In the end, he had to put Xia Xiyou back on the altar.

Noticing this, Higashino Kiyomi immediately remembered and spoke.

"Ancestor! Spiritual energy has no effect on her! Just use bladed weapons!"

Her words made Fang Jueqi's eyes flash with surprise.

"Oh?"

He took out a small dagger with an ink-colored blade from his body and said.

“I originally wanted to alleviate her pain, but there was no other way but to use the most troublesome method.

Now I need to dig out your heart completely, but don't be afraid, even if I cut open your chest, I can sew it back together. As a reward for being my sacrifice, I will definitely let you leave perfectly.

Normally I don't explain too much to a dying person, but you are an exception."

Soon, you won't feel anything.

The next second after he finished speaking, he began to calmly cut two cross-shaped cuts on Xia Xi's open chest.

Her eyes widened in horror, tears still welling up in them. She clearly felt the helplessness of the blood gradually draining out of her body. The cold and fear made her tremble, but she could do nothing.

When the heart was dug out, it was not completely separated from Xia Xi's body. It was still beating rhythmically in Fang Jueqi's hand.

Fang Jueqi picked up the dagger and pointed it at the blood vessel connected to the heart. He looked at Xia Xi, with a crazy smile on his face that was difficult to understand.

"For the living, pain is eternal. Now you are free..."

Xia Xi's consciousness instantly sank, like a deflated balloon floating up, lifeless.

That horrific scene was deeply imprinted in her mind and eyes.

Fang Jueqi's words with a faint smile still lingered in her ears. As he said, the heart-wrenching pain would soon be over...

In the imperial palace of Xiliang Kingdom.

Le Zhengrufeng has been unconscious in Baofu Palace ever since he was rescued by Master Yuwen.

After escaping from Dongli and returning home, Gong Yimian looked at his master lying on the sickbed and sighed continuously.

It has been so long, but he still shows no signs of waking up.

"As the second prince of Xiliang, do you have any ambition? If your master saw you like this, he would definitely jump up and beat you up."

Yuwen Li, who was standing by, looked at Gong Yimian with disdain, as she looked like she was about to cry.

"Beat, beat, beat. If Master can wake up, you can beat me to death! Uncle Yuwen, you only know how to make sarcastic remarks! Do you know how much Master suffered in Dongli?!"

Unable to bear his nagging any longer, Yuwen Li shook his wide sleeves helplessly and walked to the bedside of Le Zhengrufeng and sat down.

The handsome man who was originally tall and handsome was now lying in front of him.

We finally managed to rescue him, but was it all in vain?

It’s obvious that Xiliang needs him the most right now!

Just as he lowered his head in deep thought, his fingers on the bed suddenly felt something touching them.

"Old ghost Yuwen...you are bullying my apprentice again..."

A faint voice sounded, strange yet familiar. The last time I heard such a name was more than ten years ago.

"Master! Master, you're awake! That's great!!!"

At the same time, Gong Yimian, who heard the voice, rushed to the bed and looked at Le Ruzhengfeng who had woken up in disbelief.

"Master, you didn't really wake up because you were anxious to beat me, did you?"

Although Gong Yimian had a smile on his face, he spoke with tears in his voice.

Le Zhengzhengfeng has a pair of very beautiful eyebrows, a handsome face, and is gentle and elegant. Although he looks sickly and weak at the moment, he is still very charming when the corners of his eyebrows are slightly raised.

"Now is not the time to talk. Hurry up and help me up. I need to perform a spell to save someone right away!"

His voice was still weak, but his eyes showed that he was determined.