The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife-Chapter 1679: A Faint Smile
The figure that had been swinging his sword frantically and searching froze as though he had turned into a stone, standing motionless in place.
Nangong Yu captured the presence of the seed in his fundamental essence.
The seed that had been with him since his birth, as if resonating with his soul, was the very seed he had given to Xie Yue as a token of their affection.
At this moment, there was a sound of shattering, and the presence that had lingered in this world gradually dissipated, until it disappeared without a trace.
His heart beat slowly, and his blood seemed to be frozen.
He and Xie Yue had once shared their blood, with Xie Yue’s blood flowing within him, suppressing the onset of the cold poison and warming his icy body and soul.
However, at this moment, he distinctively felt that the warmth disappeared.
His hope and happiness were eradicated on this silent and cold night.
Nangong Yu stood there in shock. Blood and tears welled up from his eyes and slowly dried up.
The wind at the bottom of the cliff ruffled his disheveled hair and his tattered wedding attire. It raised a striking and dazzling red as if mocking the fleeting happiness that had dissipated like an illusion.
Suddenly, Nangong Yu reached out and bit his wrist, swallowing the blood gushing from the artery.
Cold, pungent-sweet, and viscous. The once familiar fragrance, as sweet as flowers and as warm as sunlight, was no longer present in the blood.
“Xi’er… Xi’er…” A low voice, with broken cries, sounded over and over in the valley, so painful, so sad, so regretful and despairing.
It was his failure to protect Xie Yue. It was his carelessness that had given an opportunity to Lady Nangong. It was his incapability that had put Xie Yue in danger. He was too weak to prevent the tragedy unfolding before him, and he could do nothing to stop it.
Above the cliff, noisy voices and screams suddenly sounded.
“Brother, why are you here?”
“Wushuang’s and Yuqing’s soul lights have been extinguished. What happened? A few lower-realm martial artists actually pushed you to this point? Where is the wood source?”
“Brother, the situation took us by surprise…”
The noises of chatter, footsteps, searches, and sounds of people flying to the bottom of the cliff reached Nangong Yu’s ears little by little.
The first person to rush to the bottom of the cliff was Lou Yunhai. When he saw Nangong Yu standing in the ruins, he was surprised.
Nangong Yu before him was somewhat frightening. He was enveloped in countless strands of black spiritual energy. Even though it was night time, this black energy was thick and clear, like a massive vortex ready to engulf Nangong Yu.
In the sky, densely packed dark clouds gathered, shrouding the entire Yanjing City.
Luo Yunhai raised his head in shock. Icy raindrops immediately fell from the sky, pouring on his face.
In an instant, heavy rain fell, hitting the rocks and trees with a crackling sound.
Nangong Yu raised his head at this moment. He sneered at Lou Yunhai and the disciples of the Lou Family who flew down to investigate.
The rain soaked the man’s clothes and hair, washing away the bloodstains on his face and body. It revealed an unparalleled, charming, and disdainful countenance that looked as if he regarded the world with contempt.
When the man smiled, it carried an alluring tenderness. His eyes shimmered with affection as if he were gazing at a beloved wife in some distant place.
However, Luo Yunhai, witnessing this scene, stiffened all over as a wave of overwhelming fear surged through him.
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