Chapter 1181: Chapter 1181 Mimosa
As ti slipped away, Jing Jing’s brows furrowed more tightly, beads of sweat ford on her forehead, and her palm releasing the magic power began to tremble slightly.
Yet she didn’t stop. She gritted her teeth and continued to urge the Magic Source to spin rapidly, releasing more magic power from her palm.
All the damaged organs in Qing Xun’s body finally fully healed, leaving his skin free from any scars, and even his dark green clothes beca clean and tidy again.
The pallor of gray faded from his face, and a faint blush appeared.
Finally, Qing Xun’s fingers made a very subtle movent.
The magical power in Jing Jing’s palm disappeared, and she slowly lowered her hand, placing it on her curled knees, her eyes remaining closed.
This process lasted for several hours. During this ti, so people had the thought of causing trouble, but with Qin Sisi, the Demon Emperor, guarding the place, they all lacked the courage to act, allowing Jing Jing to quietly complete the treatnt of Qing Xun.
Seeing that Jing Jing had stopped casting magic, Qin Sisi and the others kept their eyes fixed on the shield resembling a Copper Iron Wall, within which Qing Xun lay quietly, while Jing Jing sat quietly, as if ti had stood still.
About a quarter of an hour later, Qing Xun slowly opened his eyes. After being imrsed in darkness for so long, he felt a bit disoriented by the sudden brightness. He raised his hand to shield his forehead and slowly sat up.
"Brother!" Qing Rouhen called out excitedly. Having a loved one she thought lost return to her side was the happiest thing imaginable.
Qin Sisi also felt emotional, raising her hand to dissolve the magic shield, and the four of them rushed in eagerly.
"Brother, you’re okay, right?" Qing Rouhen anxiously patted up and down Qing Xun’s body with her palm.
Qing Xun gently pushed Qing Rouhen away and replied softly, "I’m fine, don’t worry."
The four of them had originally been skeptical about the Resurrection Charm Jing Jing ntioned, but with no other options at the ti, they decided to give it a try.
Now that Qing Xun was truly awake, they were filled with admiration for Jing Jing.
Qing Xun wore a puzzled expression: "Why am I okay? Wasn’t Qing Pu supposed to have self-destructed?"
Qing Rouhen quickly and clearly explained: "Brother, it was Sister Jing Jing who saved you. You should really thank her properly."
She had long known about Jing Jing’s affection for her brother, but he hadn’t paid much attention to Jing Jing. Now, having witnessed Jing Jing’s deep feelings for her brother, she felt compelled to help bring them together.
"Jing Jing?" Qing Xun’s gaze fell on Jing Jing, sitting quietly with her eyes closed. His eyes twitched, sensing that sothing seed wrong with her state.
"Jing Jing." Qing Xun softly called her na, reaching out to gently nudge Jing Jing’s shoulder.
Jing Jing’s body fell limply like a doll without any strength.
"Jing Jing!" Qing Xun’s heart tightened as he urgently lunged forward to hold her in his arms, whispering, "Jing Jing, wake up. I’m alive. Open your eyes and see."
However, no matter how he called, Jing Jing remained with her eyes tightly shut, showing no response, her arm hanging limply.
Qing Xun’s heart sank deeper, and he slowly raised his trembling hand to place it under Jing Jing’s nose, instantly turning ashen.
The others also realized that the situation was not as they imagined. Qin Sisi rushed over, grabbed Jing Jing’s wrist and felt for a pulse, finding none, leaving her in silent despair.
Qing Xun imdiately released his own water attribute magic power, which also had healing functions, infusing it into Jing Jing’s forehead, chest, and the core of her Magic Source.
However, it had no effect, and Jing Jing’s body gradually turned cold.
At this point, Qin Sisi and the others belatedly understood that there was no true resurrection; clearly, Jing Jing had been exchanging her life for his.
Qin Sisi recalled Jing Jing’s serene expression and gaze then, only now realizing she had already prepared in her heart to sacrifice her life.
She had previously thought that since Qing Xun was indifferent to Jing Jing, it might be better to persuade Jing Jing to let go of Qing Xun. Why subject herself to such humility?
Now she understood that Jing Jing could never let go of Qing Xun. Love, like a poison, had penetrated deep into her bones, an illness beyond cure.
Qin Sisi bit her lip, tears streaming silently. Since coming to the Demon Sacred Realm, apart from Ye You, Jing Jing was the first to show her kindness, diligently helping her heal and attentively preparing daily necessities for her. When ng Yu sent so insidiously nourishing items, Jing Jing risked revenge to warn her to be careful.
Perhaps Jing Jing’s care for her was influenced by Ye You’s identity, but those heartfelt gestures were enough for Qin Sisi to forever cherish.
Qing Rouhen covered her mouth, silently sobbing. She truly hadn’t anticipated things would turn this way. Just earlier, she had been joyfully thinking of matchmaking her brother with Jing Jing, and in the blink of an eye, they were separated by life and death.
Yun Wang and Jun Ying kept their heads lowered. Qing Xun’s death was infuriating and heart-wrenching, while Jing Jing’s death left one feeling sympathetic and sorrowful.
Qing Xun finally stopped despairingly inputting magic power into Jing Jing, his eyes reddened, tears streaming down again. Though gentle by nature, he rarely cried in his lifeti, but today, it felt like he had exhausted a lifeti’s worth of tears.
"Jing Jing, I promise you, whatever you want, I’ll give it to you. Co back, please?" Qing Xun held Jing Jing tightly in his arms, his tears falling one by one onto her face.
As those tears touched Jing Jing’s skin, they transford into faint silver lights, soaking into her skin, causing her body to gradually beco ethereal, emanating a gentle silver glow.
Qing Xun sensed his arms becoming empty, the eternal loss mingled with guilt, sorrow, helplessness, and regret, intertwining within his heart. A thought suddenly arose: maybe this is how it is for the rest of his life!
"Look, what is that?" Qin Sisi’s startled exclamation pulled Qing Xun from his sorrow.
He looked down to see a small green plant sprouting from the brown soil beneath him, gently swaying in the evening breeze.
The plant’s leaves were tender and lovely, dozens of minute leaves growing symtrically to form a single larger leaf, with the plant having only three large leaves in total, appearing very fragile.
Qing Xun vaguely guessed the origin of the plant. With trembling fingers, he gently touched it, and the small leaves imdiately folded together, seemingly fearful or perhaps shy of Qing Xun’s touch.
"It’s a Mimosa, the totem symbol of the Muyin family." Qing Rouhen exclaid.
She chose to practice magic at ho, and though her mastery of magic skills was not profound due to a lack of systematic learning, she was well-versed in the characteristics and origins of the major families in the Demon Sacred Realm.
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