Both worlds are like dreams

Xue Huang left Gu's house and walked back along the way she came. She wanted to go directly to the palace to see how Mo Xingyue was doing, but when she thought about how she was still dressed like this in the middle of the night, it was a bit inappropriate, so she decided to go back to the house and go to the palace after dawn.

I don’t know if anything else happened after sleeping for so many days.

The streets were empty, and Xue Huang was alone like an elf in the dark night.

The Gu Mansion was not too far from her residence, so she quickly returned to the vicinity of the Wei Mansion, passing through a bamboo forest on the way.

Xue Huang felt that it looked familiar, so she stopped and took a look.

"Is this the place where those four men besieged you and me?"

"It's here." Mu Guang said.

"I always forget to ask you, why are they looking for you?"

"I don't know."

"So they are from the same world as you?"

"do not remember."

"Could they also come out from the snowy mountains?"

"do not know."

Xue Huang twitched her lips. "After all, I was almost killed by them. Can't you say a few more words so that I can understand them better?"

"I really don't know." Mu Guang smiled helplessly. "But I guess they are indeed from the same world as me, because the power in them is the same as mine, but it should not be from the world I have been to, but from another unknown world. Moreover, they know my name, and judging from the aggressive look on their faces, they must be here to capture me."

"I agree with this. After all, if he was your friend, why would you kill him?"

"Although I don't know why they wanted to take me back, I just hope they won't show up again."

Xue Huang thought of their horrific and strange martial arts, and felt that it would be better for these people not to show up. If they happened again, she would be in trouble again.

As I was praying, a cold breath suddenly appeared behind me.

Xue Huang twitched her lips and whispered, "No way? Are you so unlucky?"

"Not them." Mu Guang said. "But I'm afraid you don't want to see him either."

Xue Huang was a little surprised and looked into the depths of the woods. In the darkness, a blurry figure was slowly walking towards her.

In the silent night, his footsteps were very clear.

Xue Huang did not carry the Qingshuang Sword with her, so she simply turned the cold air into a sword and stared in that direction.

As they got closer, Xue Huang also saw the person clearly under the moonlight. A strong murderous aura suddenly rose in her eyes, and the coldness on her body instantly froze like a glacier.

The man who came was dressed in black as ink, with a pair of deep eyes shining brightly. It was Mo Yunchen.

Xue Huang didn't expect to meet him here. The pent-up anger in her heart suddenly burst out. Everything he had done to her was so clear in her mind that she couldn't get it out of her mind. The heavy hatred instantly engulfed her and almost made her lose her mind. She almost gritted her teeth and asked, "Why are you here?"

Mo Yunchen looked at her quietly, "I'm waiting for you." Mo Yunchen didn't know that Xue Huang was seriously injured and left Jingmeng Garden that day, but he knew that Mo Ruilin hurriedly brought a doctor from the Imperial Hospital to her house. That's why he broke into her house that night, but was stopped by Wei Yunzhou and Su Linjin. And it seemed that in order to guard against her, the area around Wei's house was now full of people from the Shanhe Sect, and he couldn't get close at all.

He knew that with Wei Yunzhou and Su Linjin around, nothing would happen to her, but he still wanted to know what happened.

But when he actually saw Xue Huang, he felt extremely surprised.

After not seeing her for a few days, she seemed to have become a different person. Her face was pale, her expression was haggard, and she looked extremely fragile, but her eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred, hatred for him.

All Xue Huang's mind was filled with the image of Gu Qinglan sleeping in the snowy mountains and the scene of Mo Yunchen killing her. The pain and hatred in her heart engulfed her like a tide. In the end, she could not control her reason, and she clenched the Frost Sword in her hand and stabbed towards Mo Yunchen.

Mo Yunchen's eyes darkened and he dodged sideways.

Xue Huang stabbed the air with his sword, and the sword in his hand immediately swept out a cold sword energy.

Mo Yunchen flipped in mid-air to avoid the sword. But the surrounding trees were frozen into ice sculptures by the extremely cold sword energy. He grabbed a branch and turned his strong internal force to meet her sword that was coming again.

Looking at her clear and hateful eyes, Mo Yunchen was sure that she really wanted to kill him.

The hatred was so strong that she almost lost her mind. She didn't even want the antidote for the heart-eating poison. She just wanted to drag him to hell with her.

But why? Why did she hate herself so much?

Xue Huang's sword energy became increasingly cold, and Mu Guang hurriedly stopped her, "Your mind is damaged, you must not use your internal energy without permission!"

However, Xue Huang simply didn't listen. She swung the sword in her hand fiercely, cutting Mo Yunchen's branch in half, and the sharp blade immediately cut across his left shoulder.

Blood gushed out and turned into ice before it hit the ground.

Xue Huang couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly she became unsteady on her feet. However, she still refused to give up, and stabbed towards Mo Yunchen again with the sword in her hand.

Mo Yunchen threw down the branch, ignoring the cold sword intent, and grabbed her sword with his left hand, and blood immediately flowed from his palm. But he didn't care, and quickly pressed her acupuncture points with his right hand.

Xue Huang was unable to move, the sword in her hand fell, and she fell backwards.

Mo Yunchen caught her at the right time, and regardless of his own wounds, he picked her up by the waist and left.

Xue Huang woke up soon. She immediately looked around and found herself in a carriage, but the carriage did not move forward and she did not know where it stopped.

She was covered with a thin fur coat, but her acupuncture points had not been unblocked, so she could not move at all.

Mo Yunchen sat next to her, with half of his shoulder exposed and a shocking sword wound on it, deep enough to see the bone.

But he remained silent and treated the wound silently.

As if he noticed that Xue Huang had woken up, he turned his head to take a look and said indifferently, "Have you calmed down?"

Xue Huang didn't say anything, but the anger in her eyes grew stronger. If she hadn't been so angry that she was slow to act, how could he have taken advantage of her and pressed her acupoints?

Mo Yunchen raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Are you angry?"

Xue Huang suppressed her anger and said through gritted teeth: "Untie it!"

"If your sword had moved forward a little further, my arm would have been cut off by you. Why do you suddenly want to kill me so much?"

"Because I had a dream. I dreamed that you killed me. I dreamed that you killed everyone I cared about."

Mo Yunchen's face darkened slightly. Under the dim candlelight, his eyes were intriguing. "Just for a dream?"

"Yes!" Xue Huang turned away coldly, "Just for a dream! How do you know that dreams are not reality?"

Mo Yunchen was silent for a moment, then he took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and placed it in front of her. "Do you think the antidote to the Heart-Eating Gu is a dream or reality?"

Xue Huang's face turned cold, she turned around and glared at him, her chest heaving with anger.

Mo Yunchen seemed to be somewhat satisfied with her expression, and leaned back, "There are three antidotes in here, and each one will last for fifteen days. How about it?"

"condition?"

"Help me take care of my wounds."

"what?"

"If my arm is disabled, there will be no one to help you make the antidote for the Heart-Eating Gu in the future."

"Won't you find someone else?"

"There's only you and me here." Mo Yunchen closed his eyes after saying that. His face had turned pale due to excessive blood loss.

Xue Huang took a deep breath, resisted the urge to tear him into pieces, and said calmly: "Unlock the acupuncture points."

Mo Yunchen slightly curled the corners of his mouth, untied her acupoints, and then leaned there motionless.

Xue Huang stood up and came to his side. The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, which showed that her sword was extremely heavy. If it had really gone a few inches forward, it would have really cut off his arm.

Serves you right! Xue Huang thought.

But in the end, she still picked up the cotton strip beside her to help him stop the bleeding, and then sprinkled trauma medicine on his wound. However, her actions were not gentle at all, and she acted without any scruples.

Mo Yunchen almost couldn't hold it anymore. He frowned but still said nothing.

After finally stopping the bleeding, Xue Huang quickly bandaged his shoulder, and after some twisting and tying, she finally managed to fix it.

At this time, Mo Yunchen stretched out his left hand in front of her again, and there was another deep wound on the palm of his hand, and even the skin and flesh were rolling up.

Xue Huang silently poured the remaining medicine into his palm, then used a cloth strip to wrap his hand like a dumpling.

Mo Yunchen looked at the hand that had become fatter and couldn't help but want to laugh, "Cold!"

Xue Huang's fingers were squeezing until they made a crackling sound. "Don't push your luck!"

Mo Yunchen's face became paler and paler. He leaned there with his eyes closed without saying a word.

Xue Huang lifted the curtain and took a look. They were not far from her residence. But she didn't want to take him back, so she turned around and asked, "Where are your men?"

Mo Yunchen did not answer.

Xue Huang poked him, "Hey, stop playing dead!"

Mo Yunchen still didn't say anything. Upon closer inspection, he actually fainted.

Mu Guang's voice rang out at this time, "That... he ignored his own wounds and carried you all the way here. He first used his internal energy to help you regulate your breath, and then he treated his own wounds. He passed out because of excessive blood loss."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I know you want to kill him, but for the sake of the Heart-Eating Gu, calm down and don't let him die."

Xue Huang didn't say anything. She looked at the bottle containing the antidote, put it away carefully, and then pulled the thin fur coat over Mo Yunchen.

It was freezing cold in the middle of the night at this time of year. Xue Huang hurriedly drove towards Han Xi's palace, just wanting to get rid of this big trouble. She felt that if she stayed with him for a moment longer, she would lose control and want to kill him.

It was already dawn when she rushed back to the palace, and Mo Yunchen's expression had eased a little. She went in and kicked him, and seeing that he was still unconscious, she called Duan Yun to come and carry him away.

Mo Yunchen seemed to be awakened by her kick. He slowly opened his eyes with a meaningful look in his eyes, "You still can't kill me after all."

"You'd better never let me find the solution to the Heart-Eating Gu, otherwise I will kill you immediately."

"You'll never have the chance."

Xue Huang clenched her hands tightly together, with a cold face and no words.

Mo Yunchen slowly got out of the car, and then told Duan Yun, "Send her back."

"Yes." Duan Yun quickly ordered a coachman to take Xue Huang back.