She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 401 - 400: Just Shen Shuyun, Dead is Dead

The Angel Envoy’s cheeks were covered in fresh blood as he clutched at them with his hands, and soon, blood was also seeping through the gaps between his fingers.

Left with no choice, he could only tear off the hem of his robe and wipe away the blood haphazardly, barely managing to stop the flow.

From a young age, destitute and alone, he relied on his handsome face to beguile people into giving him food until later, he was picked up by Song Huaxu and taken into the cult.

On his last trip to the Northern Border, Song Huaxu gave him a mask and told him not to remove it lightly. Due to a twist of fate, he came to learn of his own origins.

He was actually the powerful and influential Marquis of the Northern Border Marquis Residence!

If not for the poison that Song Huaxu had administered, which he could not cure, he too had contemplated staying at the Northern Border Marquis Residence.

What a pity for Huai Xinmei, that woman—he never got the chance to savor her essence until her death.

And now this utterly ordinary little guard dared to injure his face! How was he to return to the Northern Border and inherit the Marquis title?!

The Angel Envoy was seething with rage, utterly unaware that Chai You had already purged the entire Northern Border from top to bottom; the last retreat in his heart no longer existed.

"Spare a living mouth! I want to torture him myself!" Huai Yu’s voice was sinister as blood trickled down his cheeks to his neck, creating a particularly ghastly sight.

But these disciples who had beaten him badly were like children being trifled with in Xiao Pingfeng’s hands. As the bandits behind the bridge had already lost a great number, the Angel Envoy could no longer hold back. He picked up his long sword and raised his arm to shout, "They must not be allowed to cross the bridge! If necessary, cut the ropes!"

At these words, the bandits led by Ghost Face, who were gentle by comparison, began to run for their lives even more desperately towards this side.

Xiao Pingfeng no longer held back either, his long sword unsheathed, sweeping through the disciples as they fell.

The fierce battle...

Elsewhere.

Realizing something was wrong, Song Huaxu immediately returned to the secret room.

He hadn’t even entered when he smelled the thick smoke of something burning coming from inside.

The fire had already heated the secret door to a scorching temperature. Song Huaxu raised his hand to send a gust of wind, flipping over the door without any hindrance. The fire surged out as soon as it was no longer obstructed, but Song Huaxu didn’t blink as he directly suppressed the blaze with a bone-chilling coldness that erupted from his palm, instantly quenching the flames.

He stepped forward, advancing step by step into the secret room.

The fire, unwilling to be extinguished, was finally reduced to flickering flames on the beams and pillars.

Song Huaxu’s brows furrowed deeply as he surveyed the burnt black marks all around.

"...Song Ning." Had he arrived a step too late after all? freewebnoveℓ.com

A trickle of fresh blood spilled from the corner of Song Huaxu’s mouth.

He suddenly clutched at his chest, having some difficulty breathing.

Everything had been burned to ashes.

The person he had protected for over twenty years was now gone, reduced to nothing by a massive fire!

Song Huaxu’s eyes turned bloodshot, and at this moment, fresh blood began to seep from the corners of his eyes.

His silver hair fluttered in the room without any breeze.

His skin likewise aged considerably in an instant, and his bleeding eyes shone with a blue light.

Song Huaxu suddenly spat a large mouthful of black blood directly in front of him. Something moved within the clot of blood, but quickly settled back into stillness.

Having spat out the black blood, Song Huaxu felt much better and straightened his body.

Just then, there was a noise from behind an overturned table.

Song Huaxu immediately went over, swung the table aside, and revealed the broken water jar behind it.

There was a vaguely human-shaped thing rising from the water jar.

Song Huaxu immediately approached.

Whatever it was could no longer be considered human.

Skin, clothing, hair—all were burned into one mass, only maintaining the shape of a human.

All over the skin were blistered welts, making it impossible to distinguish front from back.

"Song Ning?" Song Huaxu immediately called out.

The creature whimpered in response.

Song Huaxu immediately pulled her from the water jar, wrapping her with his coat and carrying her straight out of the secret room.

Exposed to the cool air outside, the creature let out an agonizing, piercing scream. She struggled frantically, howling in pain with a shrill and disturbing voice that was incoherent, causing the maids not far away to cover their ears.

"You won’t be in any trouble, I absolutely won’t let anything happen to you!" Song Huaxu kept repeating this sentence, not knowing whether he was saying it to that monster, or to himself.

He carried the person and shuttled through the Holy Temple; just then, a voice called out to him from a distance.

"Brother Huaxu," the voice was soft and spoiled.

Song Huaxu stopped in his tracks instantly.

He turned around in disbelief.

"Song Ning?"

The wheelchair-bound girl was slowly pushed towards him by a young servant in green clothes.

She stared at the monster in his arms, frowning, "Brother Huaxu, who are you holding? Where are you going? Don’t tell me it’s that bitch Shen Shuyun!"

Shen Shuyun had almost perfectly imitated Song Ning’s appearance and tone.

She was tough enough to curse even herself.

Song Huaxu looked down at the monster weeping and wailing in his arms, then his gaze returned to her face, "You’re all right?"

"Should I be in any trouble, Brother Huaxu? Your words are so heartbreaking," Shen Shuyun grew even more displeased, "Why are you still holding her, Brother Huaxu?! If you keep this up, I’m really going to get angry!"

Song Huaxu hurriedly tossed the monster aside, its robe disheveled, revealing a body with a fierce, bloodied appearance; Shen Shuyun screamed in fright.

Song Huaxu quickly blocked her line of sight with his body, then, without blinking, raised his hand and sent a strong gust of wind, throwing the monster into the Koi Pond below the corridor.

"It’s okay, don’t be afraid." Song Huaxu felt guilty for mistaking someone else for her.

Shen Shuyun pouted and cooed, "With Brother Huaxu here, I’m not afraid, but today so many things have happened, I’m a bit uncertain."

"Uncertain about what?"

"Uncertain about Brother Huaxu’s feelings for me," Shen Shuyun forced down the turmoil in her stomach, trying hard to make the act convincing even to herself.

"Why?" Song Huaxu frowned; he didn’t understand.

For the sake of Song Ning, he had defied the heavens and suffered backlash.

If even that couldn’t confirm his feelings for her, what more could he do?

Shen Shuyun knew she could not overdo it, so she continued, "Because Brother Huaxu and Shen Shuyun did that today... I know Brother has the world in his heart and I am not bothered by this, but I am an ordinary person who only hopes that such things will not happen again."

She displayed the posture of a little woman deeply in love.

Which completely dispelled the doubts in Song Huaxu’s mind.

At that moment, he sighed with relief and reached out to pat Shen Shuyun’s head, "It won’t happen again, I didn’t consider your feelings."

"Mhm, I believe you, Brother Huaxu."

Song Huaxu nodded, thinking back to the scene in the secret chamber, he asked, "Was the fire set by you?"

Shen Shuyun immediately shook her head, "How could it be! The secret chamber caught fire? Where is Shen Shuyun?!"

She pretended to be very panicked.

Just now, seeing the still writhing, vocal monster in Song Huaxu’s arms had truly frightened her, breaking out in a cold sweat, but the fear from before had already been thrown into the Koi Pond by Song Huaxu.

Without hearing much of a splash, the surface of the water had already returned to calm.

Such a big fire had not killed her directly, truly a scourge that lingers for a thousand years.

But now that she had been thrown into the water, she should truly be dead through and through.

Thinking this in her heart, Shen Shuyun gave nothing away on her face; she was very worried, "Is she burned to death? What about my body? Am I going to... die too?"

A tear fell at just the right moment.

Song Huaxu spoke gravely, "No! I have other methods. There are countless girls in the world compatible with your horoscope, one Shen Shuyun is nothing, if she is dead, she’s dead; we’ll just find a new vessel."

One Shen Shuyun is nothing, if she is dead, she’s dead...

Even it was someone he loathed to the bone.

After so many years of companionship, Shen Shuyun still felt a pang of sourness in her heart when she heard this, and then the tears in the corners of her eyes overflowed even more.

Song Huaxu thought she was afraid of death, "Don’t be scared, believe in me."

Shen Shuyun nestled her head in his chest, hiding the immense hatred in her tears, and spoke with a voice full of sobs, "Mm-hmm!"