In the deadly silence, there was only the sound of ragged breathing.
Xuan Ye looked at Mo Fangfei, and countless emotions such as shock, pain, regret, and hatred were intertwined in his heart.
Facing each other at a not too far apart distance, on one side is the peerless man who is still bright and beautiful, and on the other side is the supreme princess of Cangyao Dynasty, but she has become a walking corpse. Her once beautiful appearance is now more terrifying than a ghost.
This time, the distance was not between life and death, but it made him feel further away than life and death.
"Is that you?"
Perhaps because he had not received a response for a long time, Mo Fangfei asked again in a clear and slow voice. The tone was a bit uncertain and a bit unbelieving.
This hesitation stung Xuan Ye even more. What had she experienced over the years to become what she is now? She couldn't be sure even when he was right in front of her.
"Fangfei...Fangfei!"
With great speed, he was already standing in front of Mo Fangfei.
Seeing her horror at close range was almost suffocating. The frighteningly pale skin was still intact, but the clear bones under the skin gave him the illusion that this was not a living person, but a skeleton.
Mo Fangfei kept her head lowered, letting her hair cover most of her face. Only the dark and sunken eyes behind could be seen through the gaps between the tufts of hair.
She was no longer than her own shoulders, the same height as she was back then. She was only sixteen years old at the time, but she had never grown taller since then.
"Fangfei, you...how did you..." Xuan Ye's voice trembled, but he was determined in his heart to rescue her and cure her!
There was a trace of discordant excitement in the hoarse voice. This was an emotion I hadn't felt for a long time, "Xuan Ye...is it really you?"
Xuan Ye's heart ached when he heard that voice, "Don't worry, Fangfei, no matter what happens, I will definitely rescue you!"
What was waiting was a moment of silence, followed by a very soft laugh, and the softness that had just been there disappeared instantly.
The way she laughed was still the same as before, a melodious laugh, but it seemed extremely charming at this moment.
"So, you're here to save me..." The hoarse voice became a little darker, and he spoke as slowly as a person who has been speechless for a long time and is no longer used to speaking, "Are you here to save me?"
The first sentence was an exclamation, but the next one repeated the same words with extremely strong questions.
Did he come to save her? No, he didn't even know that there was such a place in the Sky Tower, and it was even less likely that he knew that Mo Fangfei was not dead at all, but was imprisoned here.
After waiting for a moment, he didn't get the answer he wanted to hear, so he whispered to himself, "It seems, no."
"But I will definitely take you out!"
This decisiveness seemed to move her for a moment, "Really?"
He was about to nod when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he was being torn apart.
"Fangfei, you..."
The chest was really grabbed by those sharp-bone hands, and blood suddenly surged like a column, and thick and warm liquid flowed down the chest.
Mo Fangfei's deep-set eyes stared at Xuan Ye's shock, and she said very calmly, "I look very vulnerable, but if I move again, I can really tear your chest open. Isn't it surprising?
"
He breathed out rapidly, and the pain from Mo Fangfei's fingers digging deeper and deeper finally made him wake up from the past.
No one led him to save people out of compassion, they just wanted him to die.
The cold moon hangs high in the sky like frost, and the flowers and plants in the Herb Garden are also dyed with a gloomy tone.
"Are you sure this can be successful?" Xianyou has seen the scroll several times and still can't believe what Mu Lingbo plans to ask her to do.
