Chapter 402： Your Highness (one more) (2/2)

Chu Liuyue held her breath and wanted to listen more carefully.

However, Mu Qinghe did not speak any more, but suddenly raised his sword holding hand.

Chu Liuyue suddenly gasped! His eyes widened in horror!

I saw that Mu Qinghe's wrist had been pierced by a green vine with a thick thumb!

The Qingteng wrapped tightly around his wrist, spreading to the shoulder!

Chu Liuyue could even see his red and bloated palms because of the blood barrier!

The blood gushed from the wound on his wrist, but was quickly absorbed by the ivy.

A green leaf quickly turned yellow, and finally fell down.

Then, there was the second, third...

Chu Liuyue was slightly surprised.

Is there something wrong with Mu Qinghe's blood? Why do these vines wither so quickly?

Before she wanted to understand this, something that surprised her even more happened.

At the place where the withered leaf had fallen before, a small green-yellow leaf grew back!

And the green vine seems to be tighter!

Only then did Chu Liuyue know that the broken branches and fallen leaves on the ground came from like this!

The severe pain came from the right arm, almost blanking Mu Qinghe's mind.

But in fact, what caused him the most pain at this time was not this Qingteng who was chasing after him.

But...

He exhausted his last strength, waved the long sword in his hand, and severely chopped it forward!

Wow!

The fierce sword aura caused all the dead branches and leaves on the ground to fly up!

Even the green vines on the wall in front of him were completely split from the middle!

But the green vine spread very quickly, and immediately entangled again after breaking, and even gave birth to new branches and leaves.

The leaves are luxuriant, moving with the wind, as if nothing happened.

However, Mu Qinghe here, because of forcibly swinging the sword, the wound on his wrist was severely torn again!

Suddenly, Mu Qinghe let out a roar full of despair and sorrow.

”what--”

Chu Liuyue's heart jumped when she saw it.

What exactly is Mu Qinghe doing?

Is it because you want to break the green vine and go out?

But if this is the case, why does his emotion become like this?

It seems...something has been buried in his heart for too long!

Puff!

Mu Qinghe's voice gradually became quieter, and finally fell to his knees in despair!

And the sword in his hand dropped weakly to the ground.

In the space, fell into a terrible silence.

The green vines and vines around him are full of vitality, but Mu Qinghe, who is in the center, is enveloped in a strong breath of isolation and madness.

Chu Liuyue had never seen him look like this.

After a while, Mu Qinghe finally raised his face.

Chu Liuyue covered her mouth.

——Mu Qinghe's face is already full of tears.

Despair, loneliness, anger, sadness, regret...

Chu Liuyue didn't know how to describe Mu Qinghe at this moment, like a trapped beast in a desperate situation.

He followed her for many years, but she never saw him cry.

As if there was a giant hammer, it fell heavily in Chu Liuyue's heart.

I don't know if it was because of the silver pyramid, Chu Liuyue could see his face clearly, even... his eyes.

For a moment, Chu Liuyue almost thought that Mu Qinghe was looking at her.

”...Your Highness...”

The corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he murmured in a low voice, with undisguised nostalgia and dependence.

Chu Liuyue was shocked.

He was calling her!