Chapter 1186: Little Qi, don’t go (2/2)
“Gu Beiyue,” he said, “See this? This old man finally beat Long Feiye once before I died! Heheh! It was worth it!”
Actually, Gu Beiyue hadn’t been telling Long Feiye the whole truth, either. At most, Gu Qishao could live for less than an hour. By the time Long Feiye came back with Han Yunxi, it would already be too late. Even if Chu Xifeng hadn’t come with his report, Gu Beiyue had already planned to make Long Feiye leave with a made-up excuse.
Long Feiye had never been softhearted when it came to Gu Qishao’s demands, but Gu Beiyue would always give in. He wanted to smile back at Little Qi, but his face finally failed him. Creasing his brows, he looked at Gu Qishao with unspoken grief. “Qishao...does it hurt you?”
How much agony did he feel, having thorny thistles eat away at his flesh and blood? How long had Gu Qishao been suffering since they left Clearbreeze Peak?
How can he still smile at a time like this?!
“Qishao, doesn’t it hurt?” Gu Beiyue knitted his brows while shaking his head.
“No pain!” Gu Qishao replied instantly. Abruptly, a vine suddenly sprouted from his neck, breaking through skin and blood vessels. Gu Qishao’s smile stiffened on his face before he squeezed his eyes shut with gritted teeth.
It hurt! He was in a ton of pain! How could it not hurt?
He feared pain most of all!
Very soon, another vine pierced through the back of his ear, causing Gu Qishao to shrink back involuntarily from the shock. But that did nothing. After the first two vines came out, multiple others joined them. A tender sprout even burst out of one cheek.
Gu Beiyue’s eyes were damp. He was waiting for Gu Qishao to open his eyes again, but the man never did. He allowed the vines to thrash about wildly and entangle with each other.
“Little Qi, no!” Gu Beiyue finally broke and dashed over to hold Gu Qishao tight.
“Little Qi, don’t go! Don’t go!”
“Little Qi, I’m begging you, don’t leave!”
“Little Qi, the princess will come to see you. She definitely will, you have to wait for her!”
“Little Qi…”
“Beiyue…” Gu Qishao mumbled hoarsely and Gu Beiyue stopped to hold his breath, afraid to make a peep.
“Beiyue, it’s so…” Gu Qishao was all out of strength. He couldn’t even voice a single sentence. Gu Beiyue stayed silent, scared of missing anything. He listened for a long time before he finally caught the words.
Gu Qishao was crying out in pain!
He was trying to say, “Beiyue, it hurts so much...so much…”
Tears trickled slowly down Gu Beiyue’s face. He hugged Gu Qishao tight, completely at a loss for what to do next. All he could do was hold him and listen to his cries. Very soon, he felt all of the vines in Gu Qishao’s body begin to move. They were like countless tendrils seething to break through the surface. Gu Beiyue didn’t dare to meet Gu Qishao’s eyes, but he knew this was the end. The most agonizing and tortuous moment had come.
“Beiyue, it hurts so much…”
“It hurts…”
Gu Qishao’s voice was deathly soft, but Gu Beiyue heard every word crystal clear. He couldn’t tell whether this was really Qishao’s voice or his own hallucination. The sound tormented his heart.
At last, Gu Beiyue got up and ran into the house to grab Han Yunxi’s leftover Perplexing Butterfly Illusion. Even though it couldn’t melt Poison Gu humans like Bai Yanqing, perhaps it could eat away Gu Qishao? The two men had different constitutions, after all.
Gu Beiyue didn’t want Little Qi to suffer until he died! He couldn’t bear it! He would rather use Perplexing Butterfly Illusion to cut Little Qi’s pain short once and for all!
By the time he came out of the house, he couldn’t even see Gu Qishao anymore. There were only countless thorny thistles growing from the depths of the black robes, thrashing crazily in the air! Gu Beiyue’s heart seized. He had no idea whether Gu Qishao was still alive and conscious. He loathed those vines to his very core and went to pour the Perplexing Butterfly Illusion on the teeming mass…
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Meanwhile, Long Feiye had just arrived in the tent to stand in front of Han Yunxi. Everyone else had withdrawn, leaving just the two of them inside. Han Yunxi’s eyes were red and puffy from crying, making Long Feiye’s heart ache. She wasn’t sobbing now, but she didn’t interrogate or blame him either.
“Long Feiye, I want to see Gu Qishao.” These were her only words.
“Alright!” Long Feiye agreed without hesitation. He crouched down on one knee to help her put on cotton boots, then grabbed a fox fur cloak to wrap her up tight.
“Let’s go,” he said, “I’ll carry you there on my back.”
The duo had just reached the entrance when they ran into Mu Linger…