Chapter 3.1 (2/2)

Qi Ling swirls his numb tongue before thinking with hatred: “It’s just sleeping but he has to choose a place that’s so comfortable, so pampered!”

He lies down where he is, carelessly spreading his limbs.

The thick colour of the night is as if a cold tide of water, rustling the forest gently. The small town of Fauser, in the early winter season, feels as if it is about to snow.

Qi Ling lies on the cold and hard floor with his teeth clenched, after a long while, he could not take the bone-chilling coldness anymore and shouts towards Yin Chen: “Can I sleep where you are? It’s too cold!”

“No.” Yin Chen replies, eyes still shut, body still.

“Why?!” Qi Ling sits up, his healthy raven hair sits messily on his head.

“Because the me at this moment, to you, “Yin Chen shakes his head gently, as if in pity, “Is much too attractive.”

“……Are you even listening to yourself!” Qi Ling flips onto the floor angrily, he gets up again the moment he lies down, “Then give your robe to me to use as a blanket!”

“No.”

“Why?!” Qi Ling’s eyes narrow, his pearly whites clenched, “Unless your nuisance of a robe is also too attractive?!”

“The robe is not attractive, “ Yin Chen s.h.i.+fts to a more comfortable position, hugging his robe tighter to himself, looking as cozy as someone in bed, “There’s mys cent on the robe, and my scent, to you now, is overly attractive.”

“……Are you even listening to yourself!” Qi Ling lies down again angrily.

Just as he lies down, a sudden gurgling sound appears. From the depths of the soil beneath his body, a layer of thin but strong ice wall shoots out from the ground, like a coc.o.o.n, it builds a tent over his head. The small icehouse envelops him, preventing the cold wind from blowing in, and his own body warmth gradually raises the temperature of the small s.p.a.ce.

Qi Ling lies in the small icehouse built by Yin Chen; his heart feels warm. Since young, he’s always been an orphan, he became used to taking care of himself, although he only knew Yin Chen for one day, yet, there is the familiar feeling of closeness. Although he seems to be very unfeeling and is harsh with his words, but under his frosty exterior, he still feels the care, it is warm, maybe it’s just like what he said, between the ‘Lord’ and ‘Disciple’, there really exists an indistinguishable emotion, just like the icehouse he constructed for him, although it’s as cold as ice, yet it can make the night warm……I, am I in love with him?

“Yin Chen, I beg of you! Leave a hole for me to breathe! Are you building a house or a coffin! Do you have any humanity in you!”'

[West of Aslan Empire – Port City of Rennes]

The sharp bird calls of the sky suddenly hurls explosively towards the ground, countless feathers unfurling across the sky before vanis.h.i.+ng.

After the feathers turned into smoke, Lianquan appears on the ground, opposite her, the white shadow is no longer escaping. The white silhouetted stands eerily silent in the darkness, her back facing Lianquan, not speaking, not moving, as if a white spirit floating in the cold of the night.

This is a lengthy path. To be more precise, it’s the spatial line between the two palaces, the outer walls of the two skysc.r.a.ping buildings, in the middle is a thin and long path that a horse-pulled carriage can barely squeeze through.

Lianquan stands there, glaring coldly at the white figure slowly turning her head. She is an extremely beautiful girl, exquisite features seeming foreign under the moonlight, as if emitting a glow.

“What do you want?” Lianquan asks the girl coldly.

“Me, heh heh,” The girl lifts her hand gently, covering her mouth as if she’s embarra.s.sed, between her tender lips are a set of bright teeth, her gaze is gentle, looking at Lianquan, she seems apologetic, “I’m here to kill you.”

“Kill me? Do you know who I am?” Lianquan’s pupils tighten, her face revealing its coolness under the moonlight.

“I do, you’re Guishan Lianquan, the incredible ‘5th Disciple’.” The white chiffon of the girl’s flowing lightly in the wind as if the clouds or smoke is enveloping her graceful body, as if an illusion. “Your brother is even more incredible, Guishan Fenghun, ‘5th Lord’! Then again, isn’t the feeling between a ‘Lord’ and a ‘Disciple’ an ambiguous chemistry? You two are siblings……aren’t you afraid of people talking? Like incest……that doesn’t sound very nice.” The girl makes a shy expression, as if she said something that’s hard to utter. But at the same time she lifts the corner of her enchanting eyes, throwing a fluid glance at Lianquan, her gaze mocking.

“You must seek death!”

“Of course I don’t seek death,” the look on the girl’s face is sincere, she spreads her hands out, saying, “That’s why I lured you here, do you think it’s not tiring flying for so long in the sky, it really tires a person out. Do you think everyone is like you who has a flying brute?”

“You!” Guishan Lianquan’s temple throbs; she can hear the pounding of her blood in her blood vessels.

The girl ignores her completely, continuing her monologue,: “If I tried to attack you at the seaside just now and you let your soul beast’ ‘Hai Yin’ out, and that thing comes rus.h.i.+ng out of the ocean, then what should I do, I might be defeated!”

Lianquan barks out a laugh coldly, “Just you, I don’t even need to summon a soul beast, maybe I won’t even require An Chi.”

“Don’t say things like that,” The girl looks slightly angry now, “Although I know you’re the ‘5th Disciple’, you’re very strong, but, I’m not weak as well, that’s why you must be serious when attacking me, if not it will be so boring!”

“If you really want to die so badly, I’ll help you.” On Guishan Lianquan’s hand, countless golden flowing patterns appear gradually. The ground beneath her feet is as if suddenly faced with a tornado, blowing at her black robes, they rustle ominously in the wind, making her resemble a ghoul prepared to engulf someone in the night.

“You’re going to start this battle so hastily? We’re both girls, we should be more elegant, also, before you start, I should tell you,” The girl tucks a few strands of hair behind her ears, “I’m also a ‘Disciple’, also, I have a special name, I really like it, I’m know as the ‘Ma.s.sacre Disciple' or 'Killing Disciple’.”

The girl shakes her wrist, the string of blue jewels as clear as the ocean tinkers. Under the moonlight, the girl’s smile is like the most beautiful of paintings, her flowing white dress surrounding her thin and shapely figure, looking like a pure G.o.ddess.

It’s as if Guishan Lianquan’s heart just plummeted into the icy abyss deep in the ocean.

“Aiya, look at me, I’m so rude, I only remembered to tell you my nickname, completely forget my name, I, my name is Shen Yin.”

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