Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

Being looked at like this by Qin Zhen, Ning Po, who had apparently not been afraid of death just now, became panicked at this moment.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out to help Qin Zhen wipe her tears, but when he saw that his hand was still emitting black air, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

"Junior sister?" Ning Po was so flustered that he even stuttered while speaking.

"Are we such failures?" Qin Zhen's voice was trembling, and she looked straight into Ning Po's eyes and asked.

Because there were still tears in his eyes, Ning Po didn't dare to look into those eyes for a moment.

He looked away in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and then asked helplessly, "Why do you ask that?"

Ning Po couldn't stand seeing other people's tears. He was not afraid of danger, insults, or being hated, but he was afraid of other people's concern and other people crying for him.

"I thought that we were already a family. As long as we were together, we could become each other's motivation to live well. Was it just my wishful thinking?"

Ning Po heard this and suddenly raised his head, denying it without thinking:

"No, I just..."

"You are just what? Just for our own good? Third Brother, are we not worthy of your reliance? Are we not worthy of you finding a way to survive? Why are you giving up now?"

You haven't tried your best yet, and there is still a lot you can do. Why give up without even thinking about it?

Qin Zhen was sad, but more than sadness, she felt angry.

Ning Po looked at Qin Zhen like this and was speechless for a moment.

Qin Zhen was also silent.

In the end, Mu Guiyi sighed softly, took out a handkerchief with a faint fragrance, and handed it to Qin Zhen.

"Wipe your tears."

A faint fragrance lingered at Qin Zhen's nose, and her excited mood seemed to be calmed by the fragrance.

Qin Zhen took a deep breath and wiped the tears from her face.

When she looked at Ning Po again, there was only determination left in her eyes, and soon, that determination turned into unprecedented tyranny.

"Third Brother, survive."

"!!!"

Ning Po raised his head suddenly.

From childhood to adulthood, the words he heard most were——

"Why don't you just die?"

"Why wasn't you the one who died?"

"go to hell!"

"You should have died a long time ago."

Over the past few hundred years, he has gotten used to it and even secretly looks forward to the day when he will die.

But now, there is a person, no, a group of people, who said to him——

"Survive."

Ning Po opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But too many emotions surged into his heart, making his throat so dry that he couldn't say anything, and couldn't even utter a meaningful syllable.

But Qin Zhen still looked him straight in the eyes and said the last sentence:

"We need you, Third Brother."

"!"

Is he needed, too?

Could he also be expected to survive?

Ning Po's eyes suddenly turned red. He knew that he had a bad temper and he knew that he was prone to self-doubt.

Even though he can clearly feel the kindness of the people around him, and knows that they care about him and are concerned about him, he still can't help but fall into the vortex of self-destruction again and again.

He needs to be chosen firmly again and again, and he needs someone to constantly affirm his existence.

He knew better than anyone that this was an extremely troublesome matter.

No one has the patience and time to do this. Even if it is possible at the beginning, people will get tired of it after a few years, decades, or even hundreds of years.

So, he never had any expectations for this.

However, Qin Zhen always chose him firmly again and again, telling him that they needed him and they hoped he could live well.

So, could he please stop thinking about the future for a while, or just live in the present, and tell her, tell them, the wish that has been buried deep in his heart for a long, long time.

The words he never said -

“I want to survive.”

Ning Po slowly raised his head and met the eyes of Qin Zhen and Mu Guiyi.

This time, he didn't run away.

He just expressed his wish seriously and solemnly.

But why did such a simple sentence make him want to cry?

Qin Zhen took the initiative to grab Ning Po's hands, tightly, as if they were the most important things in the world.

"Well, we'll help you!"

Even Mu Guiyi's expression softened the moment he heard this answer.

“Finally you said it.”

Mu Guiyi slowly let out a long breath, and then the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I heard your wish, and it can be realized now."

Ning Po suddenly opened his eyes wide: "!"

Qin Zhen was even more excited and asked, "Really?"

Mu Guiyi nodded affirmatively, then dragged the large jar of wine over, pointed at it and said to Ning Po: "Come on, drink."

"Ah?" Ning Po was stunned.

"Drinking?" Even Qin Zhen was stunned. She even suspected that Mu Guiyi was joking.

However, Mu Guiyi's expression was more serious than ever before, and there was no sign of joking at all.

Although Ning Po didn't know what Elder Mu was going to do, out of his unconditional trust in Elder Mu, even though he was not good at drinking, he still supported his aching body and walked to the wine jar.

Then he buried his head in the jar and started drinking in big gulps.

The burning sensation on his body became more and more intense. For a moment, Ning Po even felt that his soul was about to be burned to ashes by this heat.

Half drunk and half awake, Ning Po heard Mu Guiyi's voice.

"Take some sleep, and everything will be fine when you wake up."

Even though the wine this time was not as intoxicating as before, Ning Po still couldn't hold on because he drank too much and fell into a deep sleep.

Perhaps because of what he just said, Ning Po felt more at ease than ever before and actually let down his guard for a rare moment.

That's why Mu Guiyi was able to better enter his deeper spiritual consciousness.

Qin Zhen watched from the side, not even daring to breathe.

He was afraid that the slightest noise he made would disturb Mu Guiyi.

Because she was too nervous, Qin Zhen didn't even know how much time had passed. She only felt that the moon rose and set several times.

Finally, Mu Guiyi slowly opened his eyes.

"Elder Mu, what's going on?"

Seeing this, Qin Zhen hurried forward and brought Elder Mu a cup of his favorite tea.

Mu Guiyi seemed extremely tired. He did not answer Qin Zhen's question immediately, but instead took the tea and moistened his throat.

Then, he replied: "Well, it was erased."

Qin Zhen finally felt relieved after hearing this.

"It's a good thing we have you, Elder Mu." Qin Zhen couldn't help but praise him.

Who would have thought that Mu Guiyi would look at her deeply and say, "And you."