Chapter 234: You Can't Escape My Palm

What exactly has changed?

I stared intently at Feng Li Shu, forcibly suppressing the urge to rush over.

After watching for a long time, I finally noticed something was off.

This Feng Li Shu before me, although she kept looking at me, her eyes showed no emotion.

Feng Li Shu is proud, yet she also hates me.

Every time we meet, she wishes she could immediately come over to control me, even replace me!

Her desire to possess me is extremely strong.

But this time seeing her again, she is unusually calm.

No, it's not calm.

She simply has no emotion; it feels as if… she has no soul.

Yes, exactly, she lacks a soul's feeling.

At the moment Feng Li Shu appeared, my first thought was back in the underground palace: she hadn't been annihilated; her soul had been taken by her older brother Qiu Gege back to the Feng Clan and re-injected into a new body, bringing her back to life.

But looking at it now, it seems not what I imagined.

Or perhaps something went wrong when her soul was injected into the new body, causing Feng Li Shu to be like this?

Under my gaze, Feng Li Shu suddenly lifted her foot and walked toward me.

With each step she took forward, getting closer to me, her pull on me grew stronger.

My heart thumped as I looked at her, as if I were seeing the other half of my fragmented soul.

It made me unable to resist wanting to merge with her.

Just then, the Red Flag Child ran over, blocking in front of me, holding the Red Flag, taking a defensive stance toward Feng Li Shu, and said, "Sister, hurry back to Dang Pu!"

The chanting continued; it wasn't that I could return to Dang Pu just because I wanted to.

My body was no longer under my own brain's control.

Feng Li Shu stepped closer step by step, and my body moved toward her involuntarily.

The Red Flag Child, with his back against me to keep me from moving, also had to guard against Feng Li Shu.

In an instant, the Little Guy flew into a rage: "Sister, what on earth is wrong with you!"

He suddenly swung the Red Flag, kicked off with his bare feet, gave up blocking me, and kicked straight at Feng Li Shu.

With a bang, Feng Li Shu's body was kicked flying and slammed into the utility pole by the road.

At the same moment, I only felt a pain in my back, as if my five viscera and six bowels had been struck by a heavy blow, and I dazed for an instant.

The 'slave' mark on my right cheek suddenly throbbed with pain.

That soul-deep tremor was something I had never felt before in Feng Li Shu.

Changed.

Really changed.

The former Feng Li Shu controlled me with a forbidden spell, but this one exists as if in resonance with my soul!

More directly put, this one before me is like the true twin sister with whom I have established a birth-bound spell.

She… is she really the original Feng Li Shu?

If not, then who is she?

Thinking this, I endured the discomfort all over and the spell's control, and shouted at the Red Flag Child: "Catch her!"

That recent tremor almost lets me be certain that the opponent is not Feng Li Shu.

At least her core is problematic.

Only by capturing her and studying her thoroughly can I avoid being so easily controlled by that older brother Qiu again.

The Red Flag Child immediately ran over and pressed the Red Flag against her throat.

Feng Li Shu offered no resistance; she was stiff, as if devoid of any strength to resist.

When the Red Flag Child grabbed Feng Li Shu's collar and dragged her toward me, the chanting in my mind suddenly swelled, and the pain on my right cheek flared.

I couldn't help reaching out to touch, and my fingertip immediately felt a sticky patch.

I don't know when that patch of skin had ulcerated; my finger felt a piece of blood…

"Stop!"

Chi… chi…

At the same time, two sounds came from the east and west.

From Xijiekou came a familiar sound of horse hooves.

The hooves galloped, the war steeds neighed.

The Red Flag Child shouted excitedly: "Zhao Zixun! It's General Zhao coming!"

The chanting in my mind stopped abruptly, my body relaxed, I turned my head and saw at Xijiekou Zhao Zixun riding a war horse, brandishing his side sword, engaged in combat with that older brother Qiu.

The Mystic Cat was still fending off those birds.

I hadn't expected Zhao Zixun to come.

I never imagined he would lend a hand in this situation.

And from the east, the one who shouted 'Stop!' was Tang Xun!

Tang Xun wore all black, hair tied back, held a crossbow in her right hand, and strode forward.

The Red Flag Child, at her shout, instinctively loosened his grip.

Feng Li Shu didn't even try to escape the opportunity.

Until Tang Xun aimed the crossbow at her and barked, "Get lost!"

Only then did Feng Li Shu slowly retreat, her eyes still fixed on me.

Red Flag Child took the chance to grab my hand: "Sister, hurry and come back with me."

I glanced toward Tang Xun, then turned back to look at Xijiekou, lifted my foot, preparing to go back to Dang Pu with the Red Flag Child.

I planned to go straight to the West House; the West House should be able to shelter me temporarily.

But as soon as I lifted my foot, I heard a grating voice from the direction of Xijiekou: "A Li, you can't escape my palm! You'll come back begging me!"

As his words fell, I felt as if insects were gnawing at my whole body; every bit of flesh hurt so much I couldn't stop trembling.

It was the ice silkworm's poison acting up.

I clenched my back teeth, my teeth almost shattering; enduring the intense pain, I inched step by step toward the entrance of Dang Pu.

I stepped over the threshold of Dang Pu, my whole body thudded— to the ground, curling up.

The Red Flag Child tried to help me up, but as soon as he touched my skin he exclaimed, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you both icy and hot?"

The cold is due to the ice silkworm's poison.

It seemed to want to freeze every drop of my blood, and even the surface of my skin coated itself with a layer of white frost.

But the colder I felt, the more it seemed a flame burned inside my body.

At that time I truly was in deep water and high fire, caught between ice and fire.

Soon my consciousness began to blur, the feeling of my soul about to leave my body was intensely unprecedented.

Xijiekou had grown quiet, the sound of hooves fading away.

Brother Qiu, leading Feng Lishu, retreated.

Li Qingying had not yet returned.

I wasn't sure if I could still wait for her return.

When Gu Yan handed the ice silkworm to me, she said the poison's onset would be extremely hard to endure.

But then I wasn't particularly afraid, because I hadn't foreseen that when the poison flared, my soul would still be incomplete.

Under the double blow, even if I were made of iron I might not endure.

Just as I felt I could barely hold on, I seemed to see Tang Xun walking over.

I narrowed my eyes and whispered weakly, "Aunt Tang…"

Perhaps my voice was too faint; Tang Xun seemed not to have heard and did not respond.

I felt her lift me up and carry me back to the bed in my own room.

I almost passed out the moment my head hit the pillow.

Just before I closed my eyes, in a haze I seemed to see a large butterfly land on my lips…