Su Yuan's calm tone made Zhao Zhao feel as if she had misheard. She looked at him in disbelief and asked, "What did you say? Death..."
Unconsciously, she tightened her grip on Su Yuan's sleeve. Her eyes were full of confusion and helplessness, which made people feel pity for her.
"Yes, but it was—"
"No way!" Su Yuan's words were blocked in his throat by Zhao Zhao.
Zhao Zhao reached out and covered his mouth. Her eyes were full of pleading: "No, Su Yuan. You have to live well, live well with me."
She shook her head continuously, and tears slid down from the corners of her eyes. She was crying so piteously.
Looking at Zhao Zhao like this, Su Yuan felt guilty and self - reproachful. He hated himself for not explaining clearly at once, which made Zhao Zhao so sad.
"Zhao Zhao, listen to me. That was just a thought in the past. It won't be like that in the future." He pulled Zhao Zhao's hand away and gently explained to her.
After hearing this, Zhao Zhao choked and hurriedly asked, "What about now?"
Now?
The warm temperature came from the palm of his hand. In front of him was the little tree demon who put him in her heart and cried for him. She was the one he had raised with his own hands. How could he bear to leave her?
Su Yuan held the hand that was much smaller than his own. He gently put it on his lips and kissed it, then told her, "How could I bear not to love you? Of course, I'll stay with you, accompany you to see the mountains and rivers, enjoy the sun and the moon, and be drunk in the mortal world hand in hand."
What he said was profound and hard for Zhao Zhao to understand at present, but it didn't prevent Zhao Zhao from distinguishing his strong feelings from his tone.
Although the little tree demon didn't understand what love was, since the moment she was conscious, Su Yuan had been by her side. From that time on, she had longed to be with Su Yuan forever from the bottom of her heart.
No matter where they were, as long as their hands were tightly held.
"Then it's a deal. After everything is over, we'll be together all the time and never be separated again."
Zhao Zhao childishly stretched out her finger to Su Yuan, wanting to make a pinky promise with him. This was what Su Yuan had told her when he teased her before.
Su Yuan doted on her and smiled. He accompanied her to make this childish pinky promise.
The battle on the distant battlefield was not over yet. Su Yuan had managed to get away from the urgent battle just to ensure Zhao Zhao's safety.
Now that the danger around Zhao Zhao had been temporarily lifted, in order to end all this as soon as possible, he had to go back again.
Just like in many days and nights in the past, Zhao Zhao watched Su Yuan's figure disappear on the edge of the desert.
"What's your relationship with Lord Long Zun?"
The long - ignored Xiao Fufeng finally got the chance to speak. His curiosity couldn't be satisfied, so as soon as Su Yuan left, he couldn't wait to ask Zhao Zhao.
"What relationship?" Zhao Zhao turned around and looked at Fufeng with a confused expression on her face. She had never thought about this question before. Did it need to be thought about?
Xiao Fufeng scratched his head and changed his way of asking, "Are you what humans call husband and wife?"
"What is husband and wife?"
"You don't even know this?" Xiao Fufeng was obviously very surprised. He didn't expect that although the two of them had just poured out their hearts to each other and promised to stay together through life and death, Zhao Zhao didn't even know what husband and wife were.
Then he seemed to think of something else. He carefully asked Zhao Zhao, "Have you never left here?"
Zhao Zhao answered truthfully, "No."
Xiao Fufeng's expression changed. He asked again, "Is it Su Yuan who won't let you leave?"
It seemed that this was right... Zhao Zhao remembered that Su Yuan had indeed told her not to leave here, saying that it was very dangerous outside.
So she nodded, "Yes, Su Yuan won't let me go out. He will be unhappy if I go out."
"My God..." Xiao Fufeng covered his mouth with a strange expression and forcibly stifled his exclamation.
After thinking for two seconds, he carefully took out a brocade bag from his bosom.
Zhao Zhao had never seen this thing before. She stared at it curiously.
Then she saw that the ragged and mud - smeared child took out a palm - sized booklet from the clean and delicate brocade bag.
"Here, read this and you'll understand what husband and wife are."
Zhao Zhao took the booklet from his hand half - believingly and then opened it to take a look.
But the more she read, the tighter her eyebrows frowned, and the more entangled her expression became.
Xiao Fufeng, who was watching beside her, felt very uneasy. What was going on? What he gave her shouldn't be something she couldn't read. Why did she have such an expression?
Just when Xiao Fufeng couldn't hold back and was about to lean over to confirm again, Zhao Zhao opposite him suddenly put down the booklet and looked at him shyly.
"Wh - what's wrong?"
"I actually don't understand much..." Zhao Zhao said this a little shyly, and her voice was very soft.
Fufeng didn't understand the meaning of this for a moment. "What?"
Zhao Zhao's face became even redder. After a moment, she laid the booklet on the ground as if she were going to face death bravely and said loudly, "I don't know these characters. I only know a little bit of words..."
"..." Xiao Fufeng never expected that the person Lord Long Zun, who seemed so extraordinary and shining, liked, actually knew so few characters!
After digesting this for a while, Xiao Fufeng sighed calmly. He picked up the booklet on the ground and read it to Zhao Zhao.
As he read, the two of them became interested. One read more and more devotedly, and the other listened more and more interestingly. Their two heads gradually got closer.
When Su Yuan came back from the battlefield again, he saw such a warm and harmonious scene. For a moment, he even felt that the wounds on his body caused by sneak attacks didn't hurt anymore.
He didn't want to disturb them at first, but Zhao Zhao quickly sensed his aura. She turned her head and saw him, then excitedly threw herself at him.
"Ouch..." Zhao Zhao accidentally bumped into the wound on his abdomen. Su Yuan couldn't help but let out a muffled groan in pain, and his face turned a few shades paler.
"What's wrong with you?!" Zhao Zhao was so scared that she stopped her movement. Realizing something, she lowered her head to check the place where Su Yuan was covering with his hand.
"Let me take a look!"
"Don't..."
Su Yuan still wanted to stop her, but Zhao Zhao had already lifted his clothes.
A wound cut by a sharp blade extended from Su Yuan's abdomen to a little below his ribs. The flesh of the wound was turned out, and black blood was oozing out.
This was not an ordinary wound. It was a wound poisoned with a powerful toxin.
With Su Yuan's current cultivation level, ordinary poisons couldn't hurt him at all.
But now he looked so painful, and the wound didn't show any sign of healing. It could be seen how powerful this poison was.
Zhao Zhao was unusually silent. She didn't want to listen to Su Yuan's excuses to comfort her by being brave. She simply reached out and knocked Su Yuan out.
She seemed very calm when treating Su Yuan, but her trembling hands still betrayed her.
Xiao Fufeng looked at her like this. He wanted to comfort her, but he just couldn't say a word.
He had almost died there once, so he knew how dangerous it was on the other side of the desert.
Words of comfort would only seem redundant.
The young Ghost Emperor looked up at the moon in the sky and sighed helplessly, "Even though he is Lord Long Zun, the peak of combat power, his spiritual power is not inexhaustible. He will always get tired, and it's inevitable that he will be targeted and attacked by sneak - attacks."
As he spoke, he became angry, "They know that Lord Long Zun is the most powerful, so a group of bad demons always besiege him. They just want to exhaust him!"
Zhao Zhao helped Su Yuan put on his upper clothes. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Fufeng and asked, "Then if his spiritual power could never be used up, would he not get hurt?"
Fufeng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Of course. If he had endless spiritual power, he would never get tired, and others would have no chance to attack him when he was off - guard."
After saying that, he shook his head and denied, "But how is that possible? Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth needs a process of refinement!"
Zhao Zhao didn't respond to his words. She just looked at Su Yuan's dry lips and gently smoothed his wrinkled eyebrows. No one knew what she was thinking.
Another Zhao Zhao who was watching from the sidelines a thousand years later, looking at such a strange self, suddenly had a bad premonition.