1173: Chapter 349 Returning Home_3 1173: Chapter 349 Returning Home_3 A hint of a smile curled at the corners of Ji Feixue’s lips.
No matter how cold, no matter how proud, a woman wouldn’t resist being pampered by her own man.
These things, if one day they could save her life, would also be Su He protecting her.
If they served no purpose, she would simply return them to Su He after 730,000 years.
For Su He, it really was just giving them upfront only to take them back immediately.
Though her lips smiled, her eyes could hardly conceal her loneliness.
This departure meant they would not see each other for 730,000 years.
Neither had anything left to say, they simply held hands, fingers tightly interlocked.
The Flying Boat glided silently, and after half a day, both turned their gaze forward.
On a white cloud ahead, a black silhouette stood quietly alone, motionlessly watching the Flying Boat.
“Go!” Ji Feixue let go of his hand, saying softly.
The Black-clothed shared the same body with her, but she was the primary, the Black-clothed secondary.
Before the separation, memories and emotions were interconnected, but once parted, she could access everything of the Black-clothed, yet the Black-clothed could not sense anything about her.
Only when the two bodies reunited would everything synchronize.
The reintegration required the Black-clothed to refine its own strength, but who knew how long that would take.
The Black-clothed was unaware of what they would experience later, but it did know that once the Great Sun Eclipse appeared, Su He would steal the treasure and leave.
The Great Sun Eclipse came unexpectedly early.
On that day, she forcibly broke through her cultivation retreat, waiting for Su He at the route he must pass, having stood there for several months already.
The Black-clothed was simple, but the simpler it was, the purer the emotions.
In the Black-clothed’s heart, there were only two things: annihilate everything, Su He!
Su He leaped down: “How long have you been waiting…”
Without a word, the Black-clothed reached out to grasp the Sword Light under Su He’s feet and shot upward, speeding straight toward Yunze.
Yunze had been swallowed by a small island, leaving only the lone island suspended in the Star Sea.
The Black-clothed pulled him directly towards the isolated island and into the cave dwelling.
Entering from the cave gate beneath the island, inside it was not a cave but chaos, as if suspended in the Star Sea – a small island therein, upon which a cave dwelling stood, exactly similar to the temporary dwelling Ji Feixue had in Yunmeng Ze, even the big tree in the courtyard, the swing beneath it, were exactly the same.
The Black-clothed led him to land right beneath the swing, then turned back to look at him, her voice cold with murderous intent: “Strip.”
“Uh?” Su He was startled when the Black-clothed sword came slashing down, and the Sword Light fluttered past, causing his Black Robe to fall.
Before he could react, the Black-clothed pushed him, and he sat down on the swing.
Su He: “!!!”
No foreplay?
Clothes on the Black-clothed scattered like black butterflies, then a stroke of coolness enveloped him, warming only one spot.
The Black-clothed’s breath was cool and fragrant; she lowered her head to look at him, her voice cold, “If you forget me, I will kill you!”
Su He…
Su He moved.
The Iron Chains of the swing creaked and groaned as though weighed down heavily, yet as if singing a cheerful, light tune.
The Star Sea waves remained unchanged despite the change of the Great Sun, gently lapping, stirring the human heart.
On the Flying Boat, Ji Feixue slowly exhaled, her brows gradually unfolded, a hint of shame flashing in her eyes.
The Black-clothed’s memories, sensations, were synchronized with the primary body.
That audacious fellow did what she dared not; despite the murderous presence, he gently persuaded the Black-clothed with a “let’s try it,” and she conceded to everything.
He spoke so tersely, as if fearing to waste a bit of lip service, yet he was not stingy at all when it came to the thief.
So eloquent!
His words carried the weight of truth!
A touch of coldness appeared on Ji Feixue’s face, the Black-clothed some other part of her, yet not knowing why, she felt a tinge of jealousy…
She looked toward the small island, only to see the cave dwelling open and the thief chastely chased out.
The Black-clothed’s state of mind was unstable, should it continue its rampage, the murderous intent could no longer be controlled, and at the height of passion, a single slash would suffice.
The Toad and the Fox glanced at the scum before them, spat out a sound and simultaneously turned their heads away.
Su He gave an awkward smile and returned to the Flying Boat.
The Flying Boat set forth again, advancing continuously, time seemingly without measure.
Su He couldn’t express his feelings; he longed to return swiftly, as the present Ji Feixue still faced the Seal Emperor alone, possibly even Emperor Luan.
He must hurry back.
Yet he was resistant to approaching the Great Sun Tomb, although he claimed over and over he would return, who could be sure about the future?
Perhaps this departure could last for 730,000 years…
It was amidst such entangled emotions that the Great Sun Tomb finally arrived.
The fissure hung there, with Sealing flashing above it.
Su He gazed silently at the fissure for a moment; Ji Feixue at his side instead calmed down, turned, and hugged him: “Go!”
Su He smiled, hugged her, kissed her forehead, then turned and shouted into the depths of the Star Sea: “Old turtle!
Open the passageway, I’m—coming back!”
Thai Zu did not send a sound, but the Sealing on the Great Sun Tomb fissure began to move, spinning to knock open a slight gap.
Su He hugged Ji Feixue tightly, punching towards the sky: “Don’t let my wife suffer!”
He shouted, pleading with Thai Zu, laughing as he spoke, but his voice could not remain steady; retreating back step by step into the fissure of the Great Sun Tomb, his eyes never leaving Ji Feixue not even for a moment.
But his figure was swallowed by the Great Sun Tomb, disappearing completely in an instant.
Ji Feixue stood on the Flying Boat, watching the fissure, motionless, unaware of when a teardrop rolled down her cheek.
The Fox, sensing the disappearance of the Toad on its back, looked at the treasures piled on the Flying Boat by the Toad, suddenly feeling unbearably choked up.
So choked up it couldn’t breathe, it finally let out a whimper.
In the vast Star Sea, the Fox cried softly.
In the Star Sea, the lair of Thai Zu, the Old turtle watched in the direction of the Great Sun Tomb, the raised paw finally pressing down, releasing a trace of the Sealing, then closing it again.
Ji Feixue watched the closed fissure, as if something was being cut off, her breathing suddenly became rapid, her complexion turning deathly pale.