Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Chapter 213: Return from the Dream (50)

Zhu Yan lowered his eyes and met Nanzhi's gaze.

"Why are you so stupid?" His eyes moistened.

He hid in the dark when Zhu Yin sent Nanzhi away from the mountain temple. He originally thought that Nanzhi would be able to escape after leaving the mountain temple, but he didn't expect that she would come back again.

"I'm not stupid." Nanzhi cried with joy, "If I didn't care about you, I would be really stupid."

Looking at the two people hugging each other, Li Lun frowned, his face showing sadness, pain and a hint of anger.

He waved his hand.

A vine wrapped around Nanzhi's waist.

Zhuo Yichen and Pei Sijing reacted instantly and launched a fierce attack towards Li Lun, but he easily resolved it and used vines to control their movements.

Pei Siheng suddenly appeared and blocked Chao Lilun's unexpected attack with one hand. A demonic force slammed Pei Siheng against the pillar!

Zhu Yan cut off the vines around Nanzhi's waist with a wave of his hand, and held her unconscious and limp body in his arms.

In the broad arms was Nanzhi's delicate and slender body. Zhu Yan raised his eyes and looked at Li Lun, who had taken two steps back to steady himself because the vines were cut off.

Facing his angry eyes, Zhu Yan said coldly: "If you don't leave, don't even think about leaving."

"The Bai Ze Order has been destroyed, and your demonic power has been severely damaged. Yet you still shamelessly want to keep me here?" Li Lun sneered. The oppressive feeling of the great demon stimulated everyone's heart.

His gaze fixed on Nanzhi, he said, "Shen Nanzhi became like this because of you, and I became what I am today because of you. Zhu Yan, or should I call you Zhao Yuanzhou from the human side? When will you wake up? Realize that the path you chose used Shen Nanzhi and me as stepping stones!"

Zhu Yan's breathing stagnated.

"That's not what I meant." He looked into Li Lun's eyes, filled with the deep friendship they had grown up with. He didn't understand why he had become so paranoid. "You took the wrong path. If you hadn't joined forces with Zhu Yin to plot, my anger wouldn't have gotten out of control, and neither would Nanzhi. Li Lun, you're still so paranoid."

"Paranoia, so what?" Li Lun said coldly, "Zhu Yan, I have invited Shen Nanzhi. She will definitely come to Huaijiang Valley as a guest."

"I'm waiting for you."

A powerful demonic force shook away Zhuo Yichen, Pei Sijing, and Pei Siheng who were besieging Li Lun.

Everyone could only watch as Li Lun turned into a locust leaf and disappeared in front of them.

……

Nanzhi's eyelashes, as fragile as butterfly wings, trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Great! Nanzhi, you finally woke up!"

Before she could see clearly, a golden head suddenly appeared in front of her, and Yinglei's energetic voice reached her ears. Nanzhi met the boy's happy and relieved eyes.

"Yinglei?" Nanzhi opened her mouth, her throat felt dry and painful.

Seeing this, Yinglei quickly poured her a cup of warm water and fed it to her.

After relieving the dryness in her throat and seeing the gauze wrapped around her hand, Nanzhi asked Yinglei, "Where's Zhao Yuanzhou?"

"Don't worry, Zhao Yuanzhou is fine." Ying Lei comforted her, "It's just that the Bai Ze Ling was destroyed by Zhu Yin and Li Lun. The Great Wilderness is about to collapse. My grandfather and Master Xiao Zhuo are discussing how to repair the Bai Ze Ling."

"So what about Zhao Yuanzhou?" Seeing Ying Lei's hesitation, Nanzhi grabbed his arm and asked him without letting him escape, "Did anything else happen?"

Yinglei didn't dare to look into Nanzhi's eyes.

"Yinglei." Nanzhi's voice was pleading.

Ying Lei couldn't persuade Nan Zhi, so he had to tell her, "The master of Bai Ze Goddess Wen Xiao was not killed by Li Lun, but by Zhao Yuanzhou himself eight years ago when his anger got out of control. The Goddess saw the truth through Li Lun's locust leaves."

"And you..."

"Nanzhi, don't use your own blood anymore." Ying Lei was worried about her, his voice hesitant. "You are human, and you can't synthesize the divine blood on your body. Use it sparingly. Grandpa said... if Zhao Yuanzhou hadn't agreed any longer, you might not have woken up."

Nanzhi was stunned.

Things have reached a dead end.

She got out of bed and walked out of the mountain temple despite Yinglei's obstruction.

The night wind was chilly, and although she was wearing thin clothes, she didn't feel cold.

She was extremely anxious and didn't know what to do or who to comfort. Everyone needed comfort and no one was wrong, but things had turned into a dead end.

If fate had to be this way, why did it have to be Zhao Yuanzhou? What had Wen Xiaojie, Xiao Zhuo, and the others done wrong?!

When he reached the gate of the mountain temple, Nanzhi saw Zhuo Yichen.

He had just finished talking to Zhu Yan and threw his cloak to him. When he saw Nanzhi, he didn't know what to say.

He reached out his hand to Nanzhi, wanting to take her back to her room.

Nanzhi looked at Zhu Yan, who was sitting on the steps with his back to them, looking lonely and fragile.

She shook her head at Zhuo Yichen.

Knowing what Nanzhi wanted to do, Zhuo Yichen left and took Yinglei, who had been chasing Nanzhi, with him.

Zhao Yuanzhou is about to lose the courage to live, perhaps Nanzhi can cheer him up again.

Nanzhi walked gently to Zhao Yuanzhou's side and sat on the steps beside him.

Seeing Zhu Yan's fragile expression as he looked at her wrapped in Zhuo Yichen's cloak, she handed him a soft handkerchief.

"It's not your fault," she said.

Zhu Yan wanted to force a smile towards Nanzhi, but he couldn't make the corners of his mouth curve. In the end, the smile on his face was mixed with tears and guilt.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

How could it be okay?

He almost sucked her dry and made her never wake up again.

Facing the threat of death, Nanzhi being able to sit next to him is a luxury that he dare not even think about.

"It couldn't be better." Nanzhi smiled at Zhu Yan, "I'm very happy to be able to bring you back."

"Zhao Yuanzhou, don't give up on yourself. There are still people holding you tightly, so you can't give up on yourself even more."

Zhu Yan's Adam's apple throbbed as he finally asked, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you." Nanzhi said, "You're just an idiot."

"Idiot, you keep hurting yourself, hating yourself, wanting to make up for everything, and living in guilt and self-blame all day long."

"You never hurt anyone, you only hurt yourself."

Nanzhi's hand gripped Zhu Yan's, placing it on his knee and tightening. Veins bulged out of his hand, his eyes blurred, but he pleaded with him, "Zhao Yuanzhou, don't give up on yourself. Don't surrender to fate."

Zhu Yan didn't say anything. He held Nanzhi's hand with his backhand. Noticing that her fingertips were cold, he used his magic power to warm her up.

His throat choked, and his heart, which had sunk into the abyss, found some comfort.

He originally thought that he would have to live in a nightmare all his life, and that death would be a relief, but he felt that he had the motivation to live in the nightmare. Nanzhi was in the nightmare, and Nanzhi would always hold his hand tightly.

When he is at a loss and wishes he were dead, I will tell him that it is not his fault.

"I don't expect them to forgive me." Zhu Yan looked at Nanzhi, his expression fragile and bewildered. "I just want to do my best to make up for the harm I have caused them."

"Then do what's in your mind." Ying Zhao's voice suddenly appeared.

Nanzhi turned around and asked, "Yingzhao Mountain God?"

Ying Zhao, who was old but still had a surprisingly bright gaze, stood behind Zhu Yan, looking at him with gentle and loving eyes.

He said, "Did Zhuo Yichen just tell you? The Jianmu and Yaoshui trees that can repair Bai Ze Ling are in the Great Wilderness. This is what you must do most urgently."

"Zhu Yan, they need you."

He gave the confused Zhu Yan a hope, a hope that he could hold on to, that could make up for it, and that could make his broken heart feel better.