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From birth until now, it has always been…
“I won’t look.”
Yao Yao’s clear voice resonated in his ears.
“Chong Yan, I’m closing my eyes.”
Yao Yao truly closed her eyes and reached out her hand towards him.
No need to look, Chong Yan felt the entirety of her presence, like an ice block. Yao Yao could directly sense it.
Her palm gently touched his body, and the shallow golden spiritual flow entered Chong Yan’s meridians. It was Yao Yao’s first attempt at this, so she closed her eyes and carefully felt it out.
So cold, so cold.
His meridians felt like they were soaked in icy water, with needle-like things piercing every inch of flesh, as if he was imprisoned.
Yao Yao belatedly realized that those were the things on the seals.
She cursed Li Cangyan in her heart while trying to melt the ice thorns, wrapping them with her spiritual flow. Surprisingly, it worked.
The power of the Ji family’s bloodline, aside from the blood holes on his body, could actually heal the damaged meridians. In the original plot, she was only crazily cut and bled, and her true abilities were never fully developed.
Yao Yao closed her eyes, feeling her entire body filled with flowing golden light. She cautiously melted away the ice thorns, gradually moving upward until she carefully touched Chong Yan’s cold eye.
Apart from the stimulating seals, the chaos within Chong Yan was also related to that eye.
When the gentle spiritual flow came close for an instant, Yao Yao, who had touched the divine meteor eye, once again gained the perspective of the chaos it brings to Chong Yan.
She saw the chaotic and disordered scenes, countless scenes from heaven, earth, and the mortal realm. They were kind and friendly, completely different from the terrifying and isolated Chong Yan in the Abyss.
One after another, it was overwhelming.
With the divine meteor eye, she witnessed the happiness of the person who lived many, many years.
And Yao Yao finally understood why retrieving his eyes gave him power but also caused him pain. It was because Chong Yan’s eyes could even see himself.
His right eye saw himself from a third perspective, but how could a person see themselves? This meant that the person who took his eyes once looked down on him.
Falling into the abyss, having his eyes gouged out and his heart dissected, the young demon prostrated on the ground.
She watched as he struggled to sit up with all his might.
She watched as he obtained the first rose and then prayed for the arrival of the next rose.
Even though perspectives couldn’t convey emotions, the scene became extremely mocking.
In the next instant, Yao Yao felt the chilling coldness under her palm.
He was enraged.
Chong Yan’s most precious and pure rose had been disgustingly observed. It made him want to destroy everything, destroy his eyes, destroy himself.
And Yao Yao finally fully understood the treachery of those seals.
They were like curses, constantly provoking the him, restricting his powers. Retrieving his divine eye amplified his divine power, plunging him into a state of frenzy and self-destruction.
Then he would continuously weaken himself, self-destruct.
No wonder the people on the flying boat that day didn’t continue the hard fight. They were waiting for the Chong Yan to destroy himself.
The surroundings suddenly cooled in an instant, and all the trees were covered in frost. The mountains crumbled into dust, and the air was filled with ice fog and snowflakes as Chong Yan’s unrest shook the atmosphere.
Hiss…
But now Chong Yan was no longer alone.
At the moment of his loss of control, Yao Yao activated her spiritual flow to the maximum. When she felt the warmth radiating from her entire body and saw the smoke rising, finally…
Her warm and scorching spiritual flow enveloped his eye.
The painful images that tormented Chong Yan were gently shielded by her.
Chong Yan opened his eyes abruptly.
It felt like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like just an instant.
He was no longer in pain, and a residual warmth remained in his meridians. It was a warmth he had never experienced before, and even his pale fingertips had a hint of temperature.
But the surroundings looks like it turned into an abyss. Everything was covered in ice and snow, desolate and barren.
The valley was already covered in snow, and the trees were frozen and broken, as if ravaged by a natural disaster.
After a moment of reaction, Chong Yan hurriedly stood up from the ground. A sense of panic pressed down on him like a snow-capped mountain.
He had lost control, turning the surroundings into an abyss.
She had been scared away.
Chong Yan’s lips moved, but no sound came out.
He stood there, like an ominous, icy sculpture. A monster without any warmth.
The world fell into silence.
However, snowflakes suddenly fell from the nearby snowdrifts.
Then, from the icy and snow-covered area created by his loss of control, a red and warm head emerged.
Yao Yao shook off the snow on her head and nose, and ice crystals clung to her long, curved eyelashes.
“Chong Yan, did you make this snow for me?”
It’s so nice, Chong Yan is cold, and she happens to be warm.
They were the best friends who fit perfectly together.
Chong Yan stared blankly at her for a moment, unable to respond.
“Thank you.” Yao Yao felt much more comfortable now.
She brought the devil out of a blizzard.
And she thanked the devil for its coldness.
Chong Yan, with his amber eyes, walked over and half-knelt in front of her, scooping her up.
She was just a soft, warm little bundle.
Chong Yan surrounded her, and all his uncontrollable and panicked emotions suddenly became warm and dry.
In the end, it turned into a plea.
If he had been dissected and broken all his life just for her appearance.
Please, just stay by my side, my Baby.
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