Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

As Qin Baobao's complexion grew rosier, Duan Jiufeng's complexion grew paler.

"Brother, are you alright? You don't look quite right." Willie, who was watching the show, was the first to notice that Duan Jiufeng's condition was not right.

Duan Jiufeng finally couldn't hold on any longer, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, which landed right on Willie.

"It can't be that bad! I only said one sentence." Willie looked at his blood-stained clothes, his face looking rather grim.

Watching a play isn't all that fun, let's find somewhere to stay first!

Willie looked around and fixed his gaze on Miler. He transformed into black mist and entered Miler's body.

My good friend has come back to life; he did his best.

"He's an angel! It's normal for him to spit out blood a couple of times. He'll get used to it after a while, and he won't die anyway." Willie was quite relieved and found a place to go to sleep.

"How about you take a few more pills?" The little system was a little worried. After all, he was a chosen one, and it was worth saving if it could be done.

Duan Jiufeng shook his head and remained silent. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would spit out another mouthful of blood.

He was originally a dead man, resurrected by his sister's heart and became an angel. An angel with a broken human heart inside him; he didn't know how many more days he could hold on.

Sister, please wake up! I want to see you one last time, to make sure you're safe and sound, so I can die in peace. I wonder if we'll have a next life?

I was wrong! I shouldn't have been greedy, hoping your gaze would always stay on me.

The World Consciousness deceived me! He said he could make me the chosen one of this world, and I actually believed him! How could the World Consciousness possibly be friendly to outsiders?

Sister, wake up! I can't hold on any longer!

Duan Jiufeng felt dizzy and his vision was blurry, likely due to excessive blood loss causing him to faint.

He pinched himself hard, only to feel a numbness in his body. Indeed! Even the pain in his heart couldn't keep him awake, let alone physical pain.

Suddenly, the world spun around him, and Duan Jiufeng lost all sensation, collapsing to the ground. Blood could no longer be held back, flowing uncontrollably down his chin like a punctured blood bag.

"What happened to him? Is he dead? A lot of his luck has disappeared!" When the little system heard the voice and looked over, Duan Jiufeng had already fallen to the ground.

The small system suddenly turned to look at Mi Le. Mi Le's luck had increased even more, making her seem like a true chosen one. Compared to Mi Le, Duan Jiufeng, whose luck was constantly draining, was like a counterfeit product.

The small system was utterly dumbfounded. Was the world's consciousness here really this despicable? Realizing the timing was wrong, it immediately shifted its fortune.

If all world consciousness were this sensible...

No! This world originally had two destined individuals; the destiny simply shifted from two people to one. If it had been with one person from the beginning, the world wouldn't be in such chaos.

Qinghong took out two more pills from the bottle and fed them to Duan Jiufeng, then casually tapped the little white bird on the head.

At the crucial moment, I was still in a daze, not even noticing that someone was about to die. Alas, as a sword, I have borne everything I shouldn't have had to bear.

When Duan Jiufeng woke up again, he was already back in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion.

He opened his eyes and there was his sister lying beside him. Her face was rosy, her breathing was even, and her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, like a beautiful sleeping beauty waiting for the prince to kiss her awake.

Duan Jiufeng slowly approached, his breathing rapid and his heart pounding. Just as he was about to get close, he finally couldn't hold back and turned his head away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Sister, is it so hard to just kiss you?

Duan Jiufeng drooped his eyelids in dejection, his whole demeanor becoming dull and lifeless.

"Sister!" Duan Jiufeng groped and grasped Qin Baobao's hand. "I'm about to die, and I don't know if I'll ever see you again. There's something I've never said: Sister, I don't like you. I love you!" I know love is too heavy a burden, and you can't accept it right now. But I truly love you, and if I don't say it now, I'm afraid I'll never have another chance.

"You can go back to your original world, forget everything, and start over." Qin Baobao woke up at some point and opened her eyes expressionlessly.

"Sister... I might not be able to go back." Duan Jiufeng was so excited when his sister woke up that he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

Even so, they didn't let go of each other's hands. He was about to die; couldn't they even hold hands?

"What do you mean by 'can't go back'?" Qin Baobao glanced out the window, and the sky outside seemed to flicker guiltily.

"It doesn't dare!"

Qin Baobao didn't know how she could tell that the sky was feeling guilty, but she was certain that the world's consciousness wouldn't dare to oppose her.

"Sister, waaaaah, I'm going to die. Can you kiss me? I won't be able to bother you anymore. I'll die in this world." Duan Jiufeng felt a surge of blood and spat out another mouthful of blood. He turned his head and looked at Qin Baobao with teary eyes.

He was crying and vomiting blood at the same time; this whole scene was utterly breathtaking. Qin Baobao felt a moment of tenderness, and after much restraint, she managed to plant a kiss on the corner of his mouth.

The blood stained the corner of Qin Baobao's mouth, adding to her allure.

As his sister's face slowly loomed closer in his vision, he held his breath and swallowed another mouthful of blood. Feeling the fleeting touch on his lips, Duan Jiufeng felt a surge of joy. He opened his mouth, revealing a wide smile, blood continuously flowing from the corner of his mouth.

My sister kissed him! Even if it meant death, it would be worth it!

Duan Jiufeng laughed and cried at the same time, knowing he would never be able to stay with his sister again.

Sister, what will I do without you? You are the only thing I've ever pursued in my life. Without you, I've lost everything.

Sister, sister...

"Why are you crying? You've already kissed, what's there to cry about?" The worst part is that you're crying so horribly, your mouth full of blood and your face covered in tears. Qin Baobao couldn't understand it at all; she hadn't acted like this when she was heartbroken! She'd be sad for a few days, and then she'd already ruined that jerk's life.

"Sister, can I still follow you from now on? I can't live without you."

Duan Jiufeng's eyes were brimming with tears as he stubbornly stared at her, his grip on her hand never loosening. Not hearing her reply, he coughed up another mouthful of blood, as if he were about to die from not receiving an answer.

"Stop vomiting, or you'll die." Qin Baobao took out two pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Let me die, my soul scattered, so my sister won't have to worry about me anymore." He said this, but showed no sign of spitting out the pill he'd swallowed. He was certain that if he dared to spit it out, his sister would pick it up and put it back in. He couldn't accept spitting it out and then swallowing it again.

"I'll come find you in the new world." This agonizing, life-or-death struggle is so annoying!

"Really? Sister. Don't lie to me, I'll believe you."

"If you ask again, it won't count." Qin Baobao poured him a cup of spiritual spring water and then ruffled his big head. He was so much cuter and more adorable when he was little.

Duan Jiufeng quickly shut his mouth, only looking at her with his doe-like eyes, looking pitiful and aggrieved.

"Just kidding! Where are your wings?"

Duan Jiufeng immediately revealed his wings, and Qin Baobao's hand couldn't help but touch them. So soft and silky, angel feathers are so wonderful to touch!