coobybook Chapter 526 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [202]
Chapter 526 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [202]
Jiang Xiyu's body was pulled a few steps by his force, but the next moment, sensing his approach, the radiance around Yuejia began to strongly repel him.
At this moment, it was as if an invisible barrier separated the two of them.
Yuejia was pulled backward, while Jiang Xiyu was blocked and could no longer move forward.
He instinctively reached out and grabbed Yuejia's arm, his fingers clenching tightly.
Yuejia was momentarily lost in thought as she looked at his plea to stay, but then the sharp blade in her heart suddenly stopped. Even though she was covered in blood, there was a moment when she collapsed because of Jiang Xiyu's plea to stay.
Jiang Xiyu gripped his hand so tightly that her knuckles turned white, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Unable to express his feelings, Jiang Xiyu reacted instinctively, almost forgetting his original intention: to let Yuejia attain Buddhahood.
The tug-of-war between Tianmen and the other party, and Yuejia was caught in the middle, actually suffering a lot in both endurance and resistance.
The feeling was as if a force was tearing his flesh and soul away.
Even at such a critical juncture, he still smiled, a smile that was both faint and ruthless.
He used this opportunity to ask Jiang Xiyu one last question, his eyes completely red, yet he still smiled slightly and said, "I'm leaving, Jiang Xiyu... but I have one last question for you. If I can't answer it, even if I'm torn to pieces right now, I will never go back..."
Jiang Xiyu had used all her strength to hold him, and no longer had the strength to make a sound in response.
He bit his lips until they bled, the blood spilling out and staining his pale lips red.
Under Yuejia's intense gaze, Jiang Xiyu, like a string stretched to its limit, still managed to pluck out a barely audible, almost distorted, sound that seemed to be a response: "Mmm..."
Yuejia's voice was hoarse, as if feigning weakness, yet also trembling with genuine pain. He spoke each word solemnly, with a hint of barely perceptible tension and anticipation, as he asked, "Jiang Xiyu, do you love me?"
Jiang Xiyu opened his lips, but blood swallowed his voice. He had no strength to reply, and the veins on his neck bulged, as if his blood vessels would burst if he moved.
This time, however, he nodded without hesitation.
Love...
However, Shiga's actions made Jiang Xiyu realize that sometimes letting go and fulfilling someone's wishes is also a form of love.
Therefore, he cared even more than Yuejia whether he could walk the right path of Buddhism.
In the world, there is a dual-quantity method, and if you live up to it, you will live up to the law.
Some things are simply impossible to have both ways.
Just like the moment Shiga turned back, he chose Jiang Xiyu, which meant he was destined to give up his Buddhist position.
He was not even afraid of being reduced to ashes, he wanted to return to his side.
He lost, and he gained.
However, Yuejia vainly believed that she could have both Buddhism and love.
He wants to become a Buddha, and he also wants Jiang Xiyu.
In reality, it is difficult to have both.
He gained it, but he was also destined to lose it.
But at that moment, Yuejia, who had received Jiang Xiyu's affirmative answer, was still blinded by her own limited perspective.
He seemed possessed, or perhaps mad, as he approached Jiang Xiyu and pulled him tightly into his arms, his voice hoarse as he said, "Are you serious? We've been husband and wife, don't lie to me anymore..."
"Otherwise, I will surely be torn to pieces!" Yue Jia said fiercely. At this moment, he was extremely stubborn and took Jiang Xiyu's answer very seriously, like a believer receiving a death sentence.
Love and desire can make people addicted and unable to extricate themselves, and can also make people suffer greatly but still be willing to endure it.
In this world, there is nothing more captivating that makes one forget life and death.
Little do people know that love is like a raging fire; with a gust of wind, it spreads wildly and nearly burns a person to ashes.
The two were as if they were in flames, embracing each other, and the radiance suddenly turned into raging fire that clung to their bodies.
Jiang Xiyu felt the pain of being burned by the raging fire.
He was nearly blind, but before he fell into darkness, he saw a blinding white in the vortex.
All emotions and desires are subject to the light of the Buddha's realm, and this elaborate deception was ultimately exposed by emotions.
The holy radiance that enveloped the sky transformed into a weapon to sever all feelings and sever love at this moment.
The sharp blades were hidden in the vortex, reflecting the surrounding sea of clouds, as if a vast expanse of blood-red color was spreading.
As the thunderbolt, tinged with ferocity, descended, Jiang Xiyu finally regained a sliver of his voice.
He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Yuejia by the back of his neck, turning his head as if in response, and took the initiative to place a kiss on his cheek.
Blood left traces on Yuejia's face.
The next moment, when Jiang Xiyu turned around, his pupils were stimulated and suddenly widened to their maximum.
In that instant, Jiang Xiyu had no time to think further.
He struggled to break free from Yuejia's embrace, then instinctively shielded her behind him and rushed forward, using his own body to block the final bolt of lightning from the heavens.
The throat, which had been unable to produce a sound, was now stimulated by overwhelming pain, and a sound was finally managed to escape from the throat.
Just as a sharp sword pierced through fallen leaves, a thunderclap also penetrated Jiang Xiyu's body.
His pupils seemed to split open, suddenly losing focus and becoming blurred in the blinding light. His body, like a shattered leaf, plummeted to the ground.
Under extreme pain, Jiang Xiyu could no longer feel any pain at all.
However, when the blood in his throat burst forth, it was like a shocking and unstoppable rain of blood.
His words fell from the sea of clouds, accompanied by Jiang Xiyu's voice, ethereal and indistinct, yet they landed precisely on Yuejia's ear, forming a few broken words.
"This time, I really didn't lie to you..."
I'm not lying to you, I love you.
I truly am willing to die for you...
sorry……
As Jiang Xiyu lay dying, many things flashed through his mind, but they vanished in an instant.
In the suffocating world, Jiang Xiyu didn't know whose voice it was, nor whose figure it was.
He closed his eyes helplessly and fell down.
Yuejia, who was being protected, was caught up in the response of love. He didn't even have time to react or hear clearly. What he heard first was Jiang Xiyu's voice, which sounded like he was about to be slaughtered.
In an instant, he felt completely chilled and trembled uncontrollably with fear.
Everything around him seemed to freeze before his eyes. He slowly turned his head, and the moment he turned, his ears and heart were empty. His movements were so slow that it felt like an eternity had passed, and even his thoughts had stopped.
He saw clearly that Jiang Xiyu's body had been pierced by the lightning, that his body was curved as if it had been broken, and that Jiang Xiyu was covered in blood, as if a terrifying red rain had fallen.
Yuejia didn't know how she saw it clearly, she only knew that his soul, everything about him, seemed to have been shattered by lightning and thrown into hell, torn apart and repeatedly tortured by thousands of vengeful ghosts, until he was in so much pain that he let out a hoarse, utterly broken cry: "No!"
At the moment Jiang Xiyu fell, he was subjected to repeated torture and despair, and he was not the only one who collapsed and fell into despair.