Looking into Bai Lingmiao's pleading eyes, Li Huowang struggled, but in the end, his hands trembled as he let go.
Standing there, Li Huowang watched as Bai Lingmiao took hold of the Purple Tassel Sword once again, as the pain in her eyes was gradually replaced by indifference and relief.
Once again, the Bai Lingmiao of before returned.
At that moment, Li Huowang finally understood that being possessed by Evil Qi was never the real problem, it had never been; the true trouble was always the unchangeable reality, that he had killed Bai Lingmiao's entire family.
"Heh heh." Bai Lingmiao laughed again, this time her laughter filled with ease and comfort.
She bent over to dip the lead comb in the vinegar bowl and continued combing her hair in front of the Copper Mirror, looking in a good mood.
Looking at her back, Li Huowang finally stopped being persistent, his lips quivering slightly as he walked up behind Bai Lingmiao and gently embraced her.