20demayo Chapter 11
Chapter 11
That power surged wildly within her body, radiating a golden light, yet it repelled her inner strength.
He tried to use the internal energy in his dantian to block the rampaging force, but as soon as he met it, the internal energy he had painstakingly accumulated over the past few days was shattered.
"puff."
Nalan Jingwen suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his body alternated between burning hot and freezing cold.
Liu Qishan felt the blood in his palm, his fingers trembled slightly, and his breathing became rapid.
"It's my fault, it's all my fault. If I had carried silver needles with me, I could have helped you clear your meridians and control this power..."
His voice trembled, but he held Nalan Jingwen tightly in his arms, repeatedly saying sorry.
He couldn't see what Nalan Jingwen looked like at that moment, which made him even more worried.
Nalan Jingwen was in a daze, and his hearing was also extremely poor. He could only hear the faint voice coming from Liu Qishan.
She knew he was blaming himself and worried, but it had nothing to do with him, so why was he blaming himself?
She mustered all her strength to move her fingers, trying to tell him that it was okay, that she was alright.
Liu Qishan felt her fingers twitch, so he grabbed them tightly in his palm and felt the person in his arms gradually lose her breath, and even her pulse became so weak that it was almost imperceptible.
His voice trembled as he cautiously asked, "Can you still hear me?"
The person in his arms did not respond; they didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.
Liu Qishan could only tremble as he hugged her tighter, his pale lips brushing against her ear.
"...I finally found you after so much trouble..."
"how so……"
Nalan Jingwen's vision blurred and her consciousness became hazy. She felt something wet on the side of her neck and tried to open her eyes to see, but the force within her surged wildly, as if it wanted to tear her apart.
If she doesn't stop soon, she'll really be going to meet the King of Hell!
But Nalan Jingwen has never been one to believe in fate!
She has overcome countless hardships and obstacles since childhood, and even this near-death experience has saved her life. Her path has always been thorny and stained with blood, so how could she possibly die so easily this time?
She tried to concentrate and recall what aspects of the original owner she had overlooked.
This jade pendant has been with its original owner for so many years, so this situation is certainly not the first time it has occurred!
There are definitely things she hasn't noticed, absolutely!
what exactly is it?
.........
Suddenly, something flashed through my mind, and I quickly grasped it.
His pale lips were tightly pressed together, his brows were furrowed, as if he were enduring great pain, and his body was completely soaked.
A familiar aroma wafted over, carrying a comforting scent.
Nalan Jingwen felt his mind suddenly become much clearer, and took this opportunity to gather his inner strength once again.
Her dantian seemed to be shrouded in a thin mist, and the inner core inside could be faintly seen. She tried to draw out that insignificant internal force and direct it to various meridians. This time, it was no longer a forceful collision with that domineering power.
Instead, it softened into water, gently enveloping her in an extremely gentle way. Nalan Jingwen was initially unsure and cautiously tried, but to her surprise, the golden light was indeed slowly merging with her inner strength, which made her overjoyed.
Slowly, with a little internal energy, I coaxed this power, gently making it obey and stop it from running rampant. The pain in my meridians gradually subsided.
However, she still could not let her guard down and dared not slacken her efforts in the slightest, otherwise this force could easily break through her restraints.
The power within her body is too strong for her to use, at least not for her to control right now; she can only suppress it for the time being.
She became even more careful, guiding the power towards her dantian at an extremely slow pace, as if an eternity had passed, losing track of time. Yet, she dared not be careless in the slightest, maintaining intense focus every single second.
Fortunately, she had tried to regulate her internal energy and circulate it through her meridians beforehand, and became familiar with her body's condition. Otherwise, even if she could control that power, she wouldn't know how to guide it to her dantian, and in the end, she would have died from the loss of internal energy and exhaustion of her body.
After an unknown amount of time, she was finally about to suppress the last bit of power, and the golden light, which had been shining brightly, eventually dimmed and disappeared without a trace.
Another mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the ground red. Before she completely lost consciousness, she saw that pale blue color of panic and the glistening substance that quickly disappeared into her collar.
……
"You little fox are quite mischievous."
A deep, authoritative female voice spoke, but there was a hint of laughter in her words.
Nalan Jingwen looked somewhat bewildered and frowned as he looked toward the source of the voice. Why was it her again?
Who exactly is this woman in red? Why does she keep appearing in her dreams? Why does she seem so familiar with her?
He subconsciously glanced around, but his gaze was completely captivated by the scenery, and he was unusually amazed.
The soft, green grass ripples in the wind, carrying the fragrance of fresh grass. It stretches endlessly, with no end in sight. The azure sky, dotted with white clouds, also seems to have no end, yet it connects with the boundless grassland, creating a breathtaking scene.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, there was not a single person or animal to be seen, except for a woman in flowing red robes not far away.
Unlike the heavy and oppressive atmosphere before, she was now surrounded by a relaxed and joyful aura.
Although it was not obvious, it was slightly noticeable.
In front of the woman was a red fox, which was clinging to her skirt and refusing to let go.
Seeing that the fox still wouldn't let go, the woman, perhaps finding it amusing, softened her tone and lost some of her authority.
"You're the first person who dares to get this close to me."
Whether the little fox understood or not, it stared at the woman with its big, round eyes wide open, looking up as if it was about to drool.
Those claws tugged at the hem of her skirt, seemingly wanting to climb up, yet also appearing afraid of her authority, hesitant to make any further move.
The woman noticed this as well, picked up the fox at her feet, and tapped the little fox's forehead, whereupon a faint golden light entered.
"Such spirituality is rare. From now on, you will stay by my side. I can help you transform into human form. Are you willing?"
The little fox understood, its eyes shining, and it kept calling out, as if responding to her words.
"We both have a preference for red, so it's fate that we're called Crimson Dust Robe, shall we?"
The bright flowers dazzle the eyes, and the green grass cleanses the clothes.
The little fox kept nodding its head, as if it were extremely happy, and its fluffy head rubbed against the woman's fair and jade-like face.
Nalan Jingwen was mesmerized by the serene and beautiful scene. A sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, especially when he heard that name. The familiarity became even stronger, and the heaviness in his heart was genuine.
I watched as that red figure walked further and further away until it finally disappeared from sight.
Then the scene before them began to collapse rapidly, turning into ruins and fragments.