Chapter 673: Chapter 673: I’ll Save Him for You, If You Come With Me
No, it seems there’s still one more thing—Yingying forgot about him and even takes him as an enemy.
Now hearing that he wants to save Jun Moyan, she even laughed.
"You, are you serious?" Wen Xiao’ai couldn’t quite believe it.
"...Mm."
The man responded with a low sound from his throat.
"Why should I believe you?"
She couldn’t tell whether this person was good or bad. What if saving someone was fake and harming them was real?
"In his current state, do I still need to harm him?"
The man looked at her, his eyes filled with despair, feeling a chill all over, from his body to his heart, even his soul seemed frozen.
It was unclear if it was because his emotions were too sorrowful and moving, or if those injured eyes were staring too intently at her, Wen Xiao’ai felt an indescribable sensation in her heart. Listening to each of his words was utterly discomforting.
It constantly felt like he was deeply aggrieved, making others feel sorry for him.
"Then, how do you plan to save him?"
"I have my ways, but I have a condition."
"Go ahead."
Hearing that he had a condition, Wen Xiao’ai felt more assured and relieved.
If he helped her for nothing, it would instead make her uneasy.
"I’ll help you save him, and you come with me."
"Go? Where to?" Wen Xiao’ai asked instinctively.
"As long as you leave him, you can go anywhere you want."
Wen Xiao’ai was stunned. The light in the room was somewhat bright, and she could see his eyes clearly beneath the mask, including the deep emotion in them...
"I’m really not the Yingying you’re looking for, you’ve mistaken me for someone else."
"It doesn’t matter if it’s a mistake or not. As long as you come with me, leave him."
He truly couldn’t bear to see her sink deeper and deeper. What if one day she remembered everything, how would she face herself?
"Impossible, I will never leave him, not even in death."
No matter what this person planned or where he wanted to take her, she would never leave Jun Moyan.
"...If you won’t leave, then I won’t save him," he said somewhat sulkily.
"If you don’t save him, I’ll kill you." Wen Xiao’ai flipped her hand, and purple light suddenly appeared, her eyes full of killing intent as she looked at the man.
The man lowered his eyes, looking at the purple light in Wen Xiao’ai’s palm, the purple light reflecting in his eyes, appearing quite beautiful.
Yingying, the you from a thousand years ago, and the you who will remember everything later, how much will you hate the current you.
The bitterness in the man’s heart was about to overwhelm him, and he could hardly stand.
"Can you... promise me one thing?"
"Speak."
"No matter what happens in the future, don’t harm yourself."
He understood her personality, and he was truly afraid that if she reverted to being Yingying in the future, remembering all of today, she would hate herself.
"Okay."
She didn’t know why the man would say such a thing.
Did he still think she was that Yingying?
No matter what, as long as he could save Jun Moyan, and not force her to leave him, she would agree to anything.
The man nodded slightly, said nothing more, and stepped forward to the bedside.
Only then did Wen Xiao’ai notice that the man’s condition didn’t seem good; he was walking with obvious difficulty, his breathing unstable.
It was even worse compared to a day ago after his battle with Wu Zhihan.
What happened to him? Did something else occur in this one day?
The man stood by the bedside, waved his hand, and removed all the silver needles that had turned black from Jun Moyan’s back.
Without those silver needles, the black blood from the wound on Jun Moyan’s back flowed even faster.
The man raised his hand, placing his palm over the wound on Jun Moyan’s back. His palm, like a magnet, sucked away all the black aura lingering on Jun Moyan’s wound.