Chapter 210 Sending Sister Home (2/2)

Would she kill all the people nearby…… or the entire city to avenge him?

Striding her footsteps ahead, the last voice that Ye Wuchen had transmitted to her resounded again beside her ears.

Sister…...

He wanted me, to send her home.

She found her purpose, her eyes lighted up with colors once again. She soared high above, following the breath, flying towards Ye ShuiYao’s direction.

Ye ShuiYao was still quietly sitting there. Aside from fear, she couldn’t feel anything else. Ye Wuchen was already gone for a very very long time, yet he still hadn’t returned. She really never experienced such fear before, she forced herself not to think of anything worse that might have happened to him, her heart beated faster and faster.

A black figure approached from the sky, yet she wasn’t aware of it because of her anxiety, until Tong Xin dropped down from the sky, stood before her, she had finally lifted up her head when she finally noticed, looking at this outrageously beautiful young girl.

“Tong Xin……” She called out, then ferociously stood up and grabbed her, in an urgent voice she asked: “Xiao Chen…… where is Xiao Chen!”

Tong Xin’s tears had given her the answer, her heart seemed to split up because of the pain, her mind was in a great rumble, she was paralyzed as she sit on the ground, her soul seemed to have departed from her body during a brief moment, didn’t know where it went.

Tong Xin carried up her body, then flew towards the eastern direction. She will obey his spoken words all along. He didn’t like her killing people, so she will not kill people at random, in the future, she will stay with the Ye family to protect all the members of the family, she will only kill those who wanted to hurt his family members, no matter who they are. At the same time she will just stay there and…...

Wait for his return.

Even if it will take her forever to wait.

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Heavenly Star Continent, in an unknown corner.

Yan ZhiMeng sat beside the window, looking at the stars that started to appear outside the window, her mind drifted to an unknown place. In her hands, she was fiddling with the short dark green flute.

All of a sudden, her mind violently vibrated, causing her to subconsciously cover up her head. That sensation immediately vanished, at the same time, she suddenly detected that, the spiritual agreement that was marked in the deepest part of her consciousness had suddenly vanished.

She stood up, blankly stared outside the window. She repeatedly tried to feel it, yet she discovered that the spiritual mark had been completely eliminated. In her Magical Voice Tribe, once she had given her body to a man, she will become his “puppet” forever, having no means to get rid of it…… could it be that it was just a fake?

How did it vanish all of a sudden…… What kind of peculiar method did he use?

If it was him, then what was the actual method that he had used? Then why would he access it, could it be that he wanted to untie himself, or perhaps…… he wanted to cut off the spiritual link between the two of them.

For a moment, her thoughts were in a whirl, she just stood there in a daze.

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Northern Area of Tian Long Nation, in a forgotten corner.

The arrival of night time in this area was always earlier than other places, an old man who had vaguely detected that something huge was going to happen all day long was looking at the sky with rapt attention, didn’t know what he was searching for.

Not far away from him, Chu JingTian and Leng Ya were practising swords --- for Chu JingTian it was called practising, but for Leng Ya, that was called fighting. His hand was grasping a shaftless blade, the knife blade was covered with big and small holes, his eye expression was cold, the movement in his hands was becoming more fierce, the narrow blade raised up wave by wave of gloomy and cold wind, as if the opponent was his absolutely irreconcilable enemy.

Chu JingTian resisted skillfully and easily, but his face was imposing, although he had repeatedly defeated Leng Ya, but the wounds in his body were far more greater than Leng Ya, even two slashed appeared on his face. Leng Ya’s current strength was still a large chunk different than his own, but he was like a crazy madman, no matter what every slash was life threatening, on the basis of his own murderous spirit and energy he simply stayed level with him, occasionally when he went crazy it will make Chu JingTian tremble with fear, wishing he could cover his head and run out.

But his grandpa --- his very own grandfather always turned a blind eye to him, even those bloody wounds he sustained everyday he didn’t even care to look at them, throwing a few medicinal herbs at him, then shouted the command to let him continue his training with the madman.

Practising with Leng Ya for more than a month, his strength had unwittingly advanced by leaps and bounds, but seeing Leng Ya still make his heart tensed up.