Meow Meow Meow

Chapter 82-83

Chapter 82 – Even If I Die, I’ll Never Let Go

For two entire days, snow fell endlessly upon the mountain slopes and valley plains, hindering and blockading the landscape. I proposed that we should wait at Huoyan Mountain, but this idea was rejected by Yin Zi under the pretext that he was feeling unwell, and that flying long distances and high altitudes would be difficult. Wawa desperately feared the heat, but loved the snow and cold like crazy. She didn’t want to leave here one bit. Everyday, she would run out and stay in the snow and play, waiting to see when Bi Qingshen Jun would come find us. But the reality of this was just playing around in the snow all day. Sometimes she would go out and transform back into genuine form to absorb the cold air.

She became an enormous snow lotus blossom, in the center was a purple heart, and on the outside, there were large blooming petals of a white and green gradient. It exuded faint but fresh smelling fragrance, containing none of that hateful scent of flower pollen, which was very beautiful.

Yin Zi knew I hated the cold, I don’t know from where, but he brought back a bundle of firewood to burn. He also handed me a mink robe bought in the human town the other day to keep me warm and stuffy. I comfortably move to the deepest part of the cave and collapsed onto the rug, curiously asking, “Why did you know to buy these kind of items?”

Yin Zi was refueling the fire just now, and casually answered, “It was pretty so I bought it, I didn’t think it would be so conveniently used today.”

The flames of the fire illuminated the cave, exhibiting our flickering silhouettes on the cave walls. Seeing Yin Zi’s gentle smile all of a sudden, the images of us three hundred years ago in Luoying Mountain was brought forth in my mind, so warm and sweet.

At that time, the snow storm was also strong and cold like today. We had also been confined and hidden away in a cave no bigger than ten square feet. He was always the one that started and tended to the fire, boiled the fish soup, and then went back to polishing his gems. The two of us would occasionally bicker and quarrel, but if I was sad or unable to sleep, then he would gently play his flute to coax me to sleep.

The sound of his flute was very relaxing, very mellow and pleasant, like a song. Listening to his melodies would allow me to easelessly fall into a dream, and in my dreams, Bi Qingshen Jun was constantly calling for me. His expression appeared quite frantic, asking and searching everyone from the demonic realm to the mortal realm for my whereabouts, but unfortunately no one knew where I was.

When I turned around, I wanted to throw myself into his arms to tell him that I was here, but my body had actually passed through his. I was unable to touch him, I could only see Bi Qingshen Jun’s bloodshot eyes gradually grow dull, and his face twisted by pain and hatred. He scoured the entire boundary bordering the demonic realm, until his sword was stained with blood, and until corpses of demons lay in a pile. A murderous aura spread about, causing the birds and beasts of hundreds of miles away to flee frantically. The huge forests and vast plains instantly turned into a battlefield of death.

In the distance, Haiyang ran towards him and said, “Shen Jun, you should take a break, if you continue on killing like that, you won’t be able to find out about anything. Who knows, maybe Miao Miao didn’t come here at all.”

“Luo Sha said Yin Zi brought her to this area to play. Since we haven’t found anything yet, there’s definitely something strange about it. Whether this is true or not, from the fact that the spell casted on the bell was broken and Luo Sha’s statements…..there’s an eighty percent chance it has something to do with that white crow,” Bi Qingshen Jun wildly spat out his words as if he was from hell, “No matter what his purpose, I’ll definitely kill him.”