Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 329: Raising Gods 9

But even so, he was unwilling to let Qing Wan go at all, and stubbornly and forcefully took her away.

Qing Wan once heard Qiu Yueming say that life is very fragile, but paradoxically it also has a strange tenacity. However, whenever this tenacity needs to be demonstrated, it is always painful.

She looked at Gu Zhuo, his body covered in blood and his breathing short. The former proud son of heaven had fallen in an instant and was now being hunted down in a panic. Even the love in her heart was so weak that it almost dissipated.

Qing Wan took a bite and found the taste a bit bitter.

She didn't like it very much.

But the pink mist kept lingering on her neck, weak but stubborn, as if it was absorbing the oxygen to live.

Qing Wan paused for a moment, and then as if she had softened her heart, she took another light bite.

The mist trembled slightly and regained some spirit, and even Gu Zhuo's dodging movements became sharper again.

They fled for three days and three nights before they managed to hide in an unfamiliar secret place and escape Tian Heng's pursuit.

But the price Gu Zhuo paid was unprecedentedly heavy.

His body was covered in blood, with wounds so deep that the bones were visible. He leaned against an ancient, strong-branched blue flower tree, breathing weakly with his eyelids drooping.

The blood-stained hand was still pulling at Qingwan's skirt, like a dying person grabbing at his only salvation.

Qing Wan was standing in front of him, her skirt covered in large patches of blood, which made her enchanting eyes and eyebrows look eerie and dangerous.

"...You're dying." She stated the fact in a calm tone.

Gu Zhuo didn't even have the strength to raise his head. After vaguely hearing her voice, he squeezed out a few words with difficulty.

"Feel sorry……"

Qing Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly, a little puzzled: "Why are you apologizing to me?"

"Your skirt." He panted and whispered, "...it's dirty."

The two unclear words hit Qing Wan's mind like pebbles. She was silent for a while before saying, "It's okay. You can buy me a new one later."

After she finished speaking, no one responded for a long time.

Qing Wan's breathing slowed down a little, and she opened her eyes slightly, only to see that Gu Zhuo had already let go of her skirt.

He sat there quietly, without a sound, as the blue flowers from the sky slowly floated down and finally fell into a pool of blood on the ground.

Qing Wan stood in front of Gu Zhuo for a long time, so long that she finally distinguished the bitter taste mixed in the pink mist, and it turned out that it was not Gu Zhuo's.

After a long time, until the bitterness on the root of her tongue had subsided a little, Qing Wan built a small mound of earth next to the flower tree.

Before she put Gu Zhuo's body in, she first stabilized Gu Zhuo's soul which was on the verge of dissipating.

There is no reincarnation for cultivators. When the body dies, the soul is destroyed. It is impossible to change one's fate.

This was an iron rule, an unchangeable principle of the world, but when Hongyu saw Gu Zhuo's horoscope being reshaped, he wondered for a moment if there was something wrong with his eyes.

He confirmed it several times and picked out the one belonging to Gu Zhuo from the fate track. He watched it being reshaped once, but the person opposite seemed to think it was not good enough, and he crushed and changed it again at will, as if he was playing with some clay figurine toy.

So unscrupulous that it seems like a provocation.

Hongyu narrowed his eyelids, stretched out his hand to grasp the life plate that was being reshaped, and at the moment he crushed it, he also tore open the crack in space, followed the clues, and directly crossed from the Kunlun Temple to Qing Wan's side.

At that time, Qing Wan was holding Gu Zhuo's soul in a daze. She had some inherited memories engraved in her soul. Although they were scattered, she could occasionally find some useful things from the corners.

For example, when she was a little sad that she lost food again, she instinctively thought of the method of reshaping the horoscope.

And it's not difficult at all, just like making a doll.

However, it was her first time and she was still a little unfamiliar with it. She also felt that as it was her food, she couldn't let Gu Zhuo suffer too much. She thought it was so simple anyway, she could just try a few times and choose the best one, so she started kneading the soul body again and again.

When Hongyu stepped out of the space crack and saw this scene, he was rarely silent for a second.

Qing Wan was sitting next to a small mound of earth. She noticed someone was looking at her, so she turned her head and was unexpectedly met with a pair of cold and lonely silver eyes.

It was calm and peaceful, so quiet that it seemed empty, which made her feel uncomfortable.

She retracted her gaze and was about to pinch the life plate for Gu Zhuo again when the dark green light in her hand suddenly dissipated.

Qing Wan's pupils stretched slightly, she blinked blankly, and then opened her eyes, and as expected, she saw the strange man who was standing behind her.

And in his hand, he was holding the disappearing dark green light ball.

"Give it back to me." Qing Wan frowned somewhat unhappily.

She was extremely charming, with long, upturned fox eyes that seemed to be filled with ambiguous spring feelings. Her glances were so charming that they could make one's bones go soft. Even when she was angry, she looked so charming as if she was just acting like a spoiled child.

Hongyu remained indifferent.

He is God, the Way of Heaven, and the ruler of this world. No matter how beautiful a person's appearance is, to Him it is nothing but a beauty withered bones.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and in a flash he appeared in front of Qing Wan, only a few inches away from her.

Qing Wan was not thin, but in front of the tall Hong Yu, she looked tiny and delicate. It seemed that as long as he stretched out his arms, he could hold her completely in his arms without leaving any space. It was a perfect fit for them, as if they were meant to be together.

But these two "pieces of wood" were completely unaware of the ambiguity, and they didn't even know what ambiguity was.

Hongyu just wanted to search the soul to see what this child was, while Qingwan was only thinking about snatching back Gu Zhuo's soul.

Neither of them took a step back. When Hongyu's fingertips were about to touch Qingwan's forehead, a rebuke suddenly came from the depths of his mind.

"Idiot! Stop it!!"

The ferocious and terrified voice made Hongyu stunned for a moment. Qingwan seized the opportunity and rushed to snatch the ball of light from his hand.

Hongyu subconsciously wanted to crush this ignorant little thing who didn't know how to distinguish between superiors and subordinates to death, but for some unknown reason, his body suddenly became unable to exert any spiritual power.

He frowned slightly, and Qing Wan took advantage of this moment to grab the ball of light in his hand, but he couldn't make it loosen at all even with all his strength.

"Let me go!!"

She pulled back desperately, her face flushed red, and she bared her teeth at the man fiercely and fiercely, "Let go!!"

Hongyu was as steady as a rock, looking at her quietly, and asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

"Who the hell do you care who I am? Let go! This is my stuff!"

"But you broke the rules." Hong Yu said calmly: "This is not allowed and should not be done."

Qing Wan got even angrier when he heard this and glared at Him, "Then what are the rules for you stealing my things? Why are you allowed to do so? Why should you?"