08/ Giving it up?
He was really ignorant back then. He didn't even know that his master was a pure spirit body, he had sent him to death with his own hands!
He bowed his head.
Even if he knows, he can't say it.
Even though Amanda knew there was something wrong with her demeanor, she could only guess from her quiet demeanor. Even if he didn't know for sure, this thing looked like it was out of Jian's hands, even though it wasn't a good thing.
She took a deep breath and her eyes twitched.
What went wrong with his brain circuits to create such a character?! He clenched his fisted hand and loosened it. He was holding himself back so much not to land one on his head!
Gui Jian raised his shaky fingers and touched the soul bead. A faint green energy seeped into the bead and gently explored it. Yes, in the middle of that white hung a piece of deep black and red like a thorn stuck. Realizing now, the spirit had grown even weaker since he had taken it!
He was startled!
Finally, he was out of breath.
His master.. He chose death rather than accept it! His eyes darkened.
Is he that disgusted with it? Is that so unacceptable? Disgusting?
Of course, the master does not know in detail. It's just a matter of sticking to the ideas that come to mind. The more he resists, the more it hurts. It's a matter of reaction force.
And up to this point..
It really made her eyes pale even more to think of him causing her so much pain. Like a child who knew he had committed a crime, he finally lowered his rebellious head and held the bead firmly in his palm. Even the warm temperature had subsided. . . . shivering, and the thought that the last drop of the soul would be lost made him panic. No, how? How can he get rid of it?!
As soon as the green gas cloud approached the black wild object, it was damaged and dissipated.
Ineffective.
No matter how hard he tries! He tried so hard that there was nothing he could do anymore. His mind went blank at last. He trembled as he stared at the last pale drop of spirit in his hand. Finally, without even realizing it, a few warm tears rolled onto his palms.
Kati's heart was torn to pieces.
Amanda was stunned and shocked.
Did he finally go crazy?
Gu Jian, on the other hand, focused his full attention only on the rapidly breathing soul.
"Master...student is willing to give up on you, please don't leave me..." he muttered and begged constantly. At that moment, he was no different from a small child. He whimpered, but his chest tightened even more, knowing that it wouldn't help.
Finally. She sucked in before he knew it when the bead came in contact with a drop of liquid.
The heart demon flower works both ways, not one sided. As a giver and a receiver.
The receiver cannot get away with it, but the giver can waive. Tears of regret eventually melted the black slime bit by bit.
Confused, he looked at his hand. That soul fragment was still stagnant, but at least it stopped dissipating quickly. In fact, it seems a little more voluminous... nevertheless, it is like a flickering candle flame like surviving in the cold southwest.
He was delighted, but at the same time, his heart froze. This is disturbing. Giving up on it...
How did this obsession begin? She was addicted to him from the first time they met. In fact, even if his master did not give him much face, he himself would come and cling to him.
It's not the fear of losing or anything, it's a whole other level.
Over time, this addiction evolved into one-sided love. When he first became aware of his mentality, he could not even find it strange. She had met her master, after all, on the run from a brothel. Such relationships are not uncommon there.
The real problem is that the views of him and his master are extremely contradictory! Sometimes it is said that his master would leave in anger, saying, 'What sin have I committed, I have gotten into trouble like you'.
Despite knowing that this is extremely counterproductive to other people. So what ? It wasn't a problem. Even if his master wasn't like that, it wasn't a problem. People would change, and he could pull her into this mess with him.
In the end, he really acted greedily against the dirtiest mind, and his master paid for it with his life.
His veins were on the verge of bursting before they could be seen. His face was really heavy. What does giving up mean? Giving up means being willing to share one's master with someone else! How could he agree to that!
But no.
She really can't stand her death. He took a deep breath.
She could have let him go, but certainly not to anyone else.
It wasn't his, of course, but it couldn't be anyone's!
His lashes trembled.
He firmly suppressed the reluctance in his heart.
Even though he was aware that his thoughts were excessive, he could not help them.
This person is almost destined to make him crazy.
-To be continued-