PDLP Chapter 227 Heartbeat
Chapter 227 Heartbeat
This bloody scene shocked everyone. In comparison, even Gong Jingming and others had only seen the result and did not understand what had happened in between.
But this axe blow shattered all the ambiguity and made everything clear.
Teammates? That was just a joke she made, a childish game. Food and villas were poisonous needles coated in sugar. Only the curse etched into their souls was real. They were never equal.
"Pattern"
All the objects floating in the sky crashed down, and Bai Wendong looked at them with a complicated expression.
The ice melted away, and Tan Ling came to Bai Wendong's side. They looked at each other and saw the complex emotions hidden deep in each other's eyes.
"Tu Hao, you're so handsome." Miao Yin playfully smeared blood on his face, like painting an oil painting, without moving the axe in her hand.
Tu Hao was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat. Faced with this situation, he felt a huge sense of absurdity.
How could someone so weak, comical, and manipulated like a circus clown, reduced to a mere tool to please the person before him, have ended up like this?!
He sneered, his voice trembling with pain, and said, whether in self-mockery or hostility, "How about... ha... I'll ruin my face?"
“No way—” Miao Yin said, drawing out her words, “It won’t look good if you hurt like this. You’re my property now, so don’t touch you carelessly.”
"Besides, with your current healing ability, you simply can't do that," she said provocatively, pinching his cheek.
"Damn it..." he cursed under his breath, "Kill me or not? If not, let me go."
"No, unless you trade something to me."
"What do I have to trade with you?"
He's still wearing the collar from last time; he can't take it off at all. It bothers him every day and makes him very irritable.
"Loyalty."
"……what?"
He frowned and said firmly, "There is no such thing. Instead of coveting something that only children play house with, you might as well kill me."
Miao Yin sighed helplessly: "Tu Hao, why do you always do things that break my heart?"
Tu Hao: "...What?"
Her gaze fell on the axe, its sharp blade now embedded in the other's flesh, each breath bringing excruciating pain.
She increased the pressure on her hand, forcing the bleeding, which had finally shown signs of stopping, to start flowing again.
"You always make yourself look so disheveled. Don't you know how much it breaks my heart? If you were well-behaved, how could you end up like this? Tu Hao, it's all your fault."
"Miao Yin, aren't you ashamed to say these things?"
"What's there to be ashamed of?" Miao Yin tilted her head, her dark eyes remaining completely calm. "It's the truth."
"You'd feel sorry for me? Don't be ridiculous..."
Tu Hao sneered, but his hand gripping the axe was almost powerless due to blood loss. He was drenched in cold sweat, and his body trembled uncontrollably from the pain.
Just when he felt he couldn't hold on any longer, he suddenly felt a lightness in his body, followed by a sharp pain in his shoulder.
Miao Yin took out the axe and casually threw it on the ground.
Without any foothold, Tu involuntarily leaned forward, only managing to stay upright by bracing himself with his other hand on the ground.
A hint of doubt flashed through his mind. When he looked up, Miao Yin was already squatting in front of him.
She reached out her blood-stained hand to him, grasped his wrist, and the still-wet blood stained him like the sticky, cold scales of a snake.
He was guided, his sharp wolf claws grazing across that delicate skin, and Tu Hao's warm palm pressed against Miao Yin's neck, beneath which flowed the arteries of breath and life.
This was the closest he had ever come to her vitals. The mercenary could already picture the area where it had been cut open, like roses blooming in a flower field.
But his fingers remained frozen, like rusty blades.
"But you've always been able to hear it, haven't you?"
Miao Yin softened her tone, enunciating each word clearly, so the venomous snakes of Eden slithered down from the trees, flicking their pink tongues at the approaching person, causing him to stop breathing.
"Tu Hao, my heart beats again because of you."
From the moment the axe cleaved into his shoulder and blood spurted out, her heart pounded like a derailed train, each beat vibrating in Tu Hao's eardrums, just as her eyes, adorned with fragments of gold, now gazed into his mind.
He abruptly withdrew his hand, not even caring whether he could hold on, and forcefully stood up from the ground. He staggered several times before regaining his balance and cautiously took a few steps back.
Miao Yin remained squatting there, propping her chin up as she watched his series of movements. Despite being in a lower position, she made Tu Wu feel inexplicably oppressed.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked casually, without even moving her finger.
Tu Hao nearly choked, gritting his teeth and holding it in for a long time before finally managing to utter a single curse.
He pressed one hand against his shoulder to help the wound heal, then looked at Miao Yin with an extremely displeased, resentful, and seemingly troubled expression, and said angrily, "I admit defeat."
Miao Yin dusted herself off and stood up from the ground, a half-smile on her face. "So you really admit defeat?"
He closed his deep green eyes, as if bidding farewell to the world: "I accept it."
After saying that, he turned and left, as if fleeing in panic.
Miao Yin touched the ground with the tips of her shoes, but didn't stop him. Even so, he could still feel the ever-present gaze behind him.
Tu Hao walked quickly with a tense expression.
Really...
They're not to be trifled with...
Seeing that Tu Hao had left the highway, the battle came to an end.
Miao Yin turned to the others and asked, "Want to continue?"
They shook their heads.
Actually, I never intended to come here; it was all Miao Yin's idea.
So Miao Yin stretched and said, "Okay, that's it. Time to go home."
She walked out onto the road, and the onlookers knew the fight was over when they saw her.
Yan Shuzhou didn't say a word, but followed behind her, heading towards the small manor.
Bai Wendong and Tan Ling helped the still dizzy Song Qiming up and took him to find You Wenwen.
So engrossed in the battle that no one noticed, the entire highway has been completely destroyed. The road surface is riddled with potholes from the flames and ice, making it impossible to walk anywhere.
The group could only limp and carefully make their way out.
Ji Yuanzhou was a little further away from them, so the road was easier to travel.
Xia Tang smiled happily when she saw the listless Song Qiming: "It's rare to see you so weak. That's good. Why don't you just stop treatment and rest for a few more days?"
“I support it,” Tan Ling nodded.
Song Qiming opened and closed his mouth, but due to extreme dizziness, he couldn't make a sound, so he had to shut up in grievance, giving them some peace and quiet.
However, Yu Wenwen was still that kind little angel, hopping and skipping over to heal him.
Once he was fully revived in a minute, Song Qiming started chattering away, like a sparrow that had just been roasted by a fire, constantly recounting what had just happened.
"Let me tell you, that fire just now was incredibly hot..."
Tan Ling covered her ears, feeling annoyed and wanting to roll her eyes, but finally couldn't stand it and punched him.
"Shut up!"
"Ow!"
Song Qiming then calmed down, saving everyone's ears.
Bai Wendong shook his head helplessly.
They walked behind Miao Yin and the others, heading towards the setting sun.