Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 879 Because he loves her [1st update]

An anxious shout pierces through all nightmare and heart barriers, reaching right to Yan Tingfeng’s ears.

In his blurred vision, there is an utterly familiar face, a face he has seen many times in his dreams.

Whenever his dream is covered in a blood-red haze, the owner of this face always breaks through it, bringing light.

He has always been someone who lives in the shadows, respected by all, yet feared by all.

He thought he would utterly despise daylight, but he never expected that his subconscious would crave light and warmth.

"Tingting, look at me, look at me!" Ye Wanlan cradled his face, her voice stern, "Don’t close your eyes, don’t sleep!"

"Xiao Wan..." Yan Tingfeng murmured almost like a dream, softly brushing his cheek against the palm of her hand, repeating her words, "I won’t close my eyes, I won’t sleep."

But he truly had no strength left, only able to barely keep his eyes half open.

He could see her anxious gaze and her angry expression.

At this moment, Ye Wanlan could finally move.

Her body had indeed recovered, but Yan Tingfeng’s vitality was slipping away.

She took out the Life and Death Needle and directly pierced it into his vital point.

But the Life and Death Needle jumped back out the very next second, landing back in her hand.

Even the Life and Death Needle no longer worked?

"Tingting, think of something important." Ye Wanlan discovered for the first time that she could not calm down and think clearly, "I’ll save you, I will save you!"

Three hundred years ago, Shenzhou was invaded, she was dead, and she could do nothing.

Would she have to watch the scenes of the past play out again now?

"Important... things?" Yan Tingfeng’s thoughts were not clear. He slightly tilted his head, "The important thing is... as long as Her Royal Highness the Princess is fine."

Ye Wanlan’s spirit shook, but she uncontrollably laughed in anger, "I’m fine now, but you..."

She perfectly well knew Yan Tingfeng’s body could no longer hold on. Three hundred years ago, the formation had already completely destroyed his body.

This body being usable until now was all due to the Life-Devouring Gu and Beiming Arts.

External forces will eventually run out. Ye Wanlan understood this, but when the reality came crashing down, she found herself completely unable to accept it.

"Xiao Wan, it was many people’s regret that you never took that position three hundred years ago." Yan Tingfeng said, "Including mine, I don’t want to leave with regrets."

Ye Wanlan shouted angrily, "I said there is no longer a Princess Yongning!"

She tried to infuse her inner strength into Yan Tingfeng’s body, but at that moment his body was like a broken vessel, unable to be filled.

"Xiao Wan!" Yan Tingfeng suddenly found strength, gripping her hand, but his tone was gentle, "It’s no use, stop it, you... you have more to do, we can’t both die here today."

Ye Wanlan said nothing. Clearly, her blood had stopped flowing outward, but her cheeks were still warm.

Not blood, but tears.

"It’s just... really a bit unwilling..." Yan Tingfeng murmured, "Someone like me, must have everything in hand, stopping at nothing, but you..."

He loved her, hence willingly letting go.

Ye Wanlan was shocked and terrified: "Your body..."

The man’s skin was now covered in black lines, almost invisible from his original skin color.

Furthermore, wound after wound appeared, and the blood flowed faster.

"It’s the Life-Devouring Gu." Yan Tingfeng also felt the restless gu residing under his skin, yet he was still smiling, "It always wants to devour me."

He had nourished the Life-Devouring Gu within himself for three hundred years, and as the Supreme Gu amongst the triad, it possessed no less intelligence than a human.

"My body is already of no use either; if it devours me, I will become a complete monster." Yan Tingfeng’s chin rested in the crook of Ye Wanlan’s shoulder, "Xiao Wan, I want to give you one last gift."

Ye Wanlan had no time to react before hearing a piercing cry.

Yan Tingfeng unexpectedly tore the Life-Devouring Gu out of his body with his hand.

Unexpectedly, the appearance of the Life-Devouring Gu wasn’t repulsive or disgusting, like a black butterfly.

"Ha... the Life-Devouring Gu devours my flesh, yet haven’t I devoured its power?" Yan Tingfeng slightly smirked, "To gain power, one must pay a price, but let me bear this price alone."

He emotionlessly crushed the Life-Devouring Gu to death.

At that very moment, Ye Wanlan suddenly felt a new power pouring into her.

But she couldn’t spare any attention to this because...

As long as the gu lives, the person lives, when the gu dies, the person dies.

The black lines belonging to the Life-Devouring Gu on Yan Tingfeng’s body receded, revealing the pale skin again, but this skin was crumbling bit by bit.

After three hundred years, this body had finally reached its limit.

Ye Wanlan held his hand tightly, tears streaming down her face, her voice hoarse, "Will I find you?"

"Yes." Yan Tingfeng lightly laughed, "Even if you don’t come find me, I will find you."

Even if his flesh decayed, his soul scattered, an unwavering desire would guide him back to her side again.

His body shattered too quickly, and soon, the hand Ye Wanlan was holding turned to dust, dispersing into the air.

In the wind, he smiled at her, "Xiao Wan, take care."

Then everything vanished into nothingness, disappearing.

"Boom—"

Above the pitch-dark sky, there is still a tumult of thunder and lightning.

Within the Vajra Cover, everyone was silent, as if they had lost their souls, staring blankly at the sky.

Yue Zheng was nearly speechless; after a long, long silence, she finally said, "Love truly is the most magnificent yet terrifying existence in this world..."

As the Saintess of Mount Penglai, the future chief of the sect, she had practiced the Ice Heart Jade Bone Heart Method from childhood.

In this life, she would never be swayed by emotions or possess personal love.

Too many times, she appeared as a compassionate immortal, looking down upon the bustling lives on the mountain and below.

Yue Zheng stood in place, quietly lowering her head, her hands clenched tightly at her sides.

At this moment, perhaps she could finally understand the feelings Xing Yun had at that time.

And why he chose to give up his life, give up his soul, just to protect her.

Is this love?

Love that transcends life, surpasses everything.

Overcoming countless trials and difficulties, across mountains and chasms.

No matter if the future is fraught with blades and flames or hellish pits, love can reach there.

Yue Zheng lifted her clothes and slowly kneeled, her head touching the ground, softly speaking, "Farewell, Tower Master."

Behind her, Xie Linyuan, Huo Jingyu, Lin Fanyin, and others also knelt together.

"Farewell, Tower Master."

"Farewell, Tower Master—"

"Dong, dong, dong!"

The sound of the Bronze Bell echoed, laden with sorrow.

Yet at this moment, a perfect body that had slumbered for an unknown long time, its fingers suddenly moved slightly.

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