"If you’re tired, just sleep for a while. You’ve been carrying too much over the years. I know there’s bitterness in your heart. I know all of it. Have a good rest, don’t think about anything. Be good~"
Li Yuanting gently patted Su Mo’s back with one hand, while the other softly caressed his head, whispering in his ear.
Li Yuanting had grown up by now, and was no longer the little girl who only reached Su Mo’s chest.
She could easily reach the top of Su Mo’s head now. She was still the sa person as before, but it seed Su Mo was no longer the Su Mo he used to be.
As Li Yuanting quietly comforted him, Su Mo’s heart gradually cald down. It felt as if such a scene had happened long ago.
He felt serene inside, as if the scenario in his mory was like this too. His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and slowly, he fell asleep leaning on Li Yuanting.
As she watched Su Mo gradually fall asleep, a warm smile appeared on Li Yuanting’s lips. Such a scene had been imagined countless tis in her heart.
Yet, she had always repressed it at the bottom of her heart. Over the past twenty years, countless so-called young talents had pursued her.
Although she might be older than those so-called young talents, in terms of either strength or appearance, Li Yuanting was ranked top-notch in the entire Human Race.
Back then, when Su Mo was entangled with Li Yuanhao, wasn’t it because Li Yuanhao was very adorable that he didn’t drive her away?
How could Li Yuanting, who had grown up alongside her little sister next to Su Mo, be interested in anyone else?
Those people couldn’t even be compared to Su Mo; they didn’t even have the qualifications to make such a comparison.
Nowadays, who in the Human Race dares to compare themselves to the Human Emperor?
Still, she always rembered that it was her sister who liked him, so she never disclosed such thoughts.
In her heart, she even thought, watching her little sister with the person she loved, even if it ant spending her life in solitude, wouldn’t be so bad.
At this mont, she even felt jealous of Li Yuanhao, because every ti they saw Su Mo, her sister was the first to rush into his arms, while she could only watch from afar.
As soon as this thought arose, Li Yuanting pushed it out of her mind. She knew thinking this way was wrong; she had always been just a substitute.
Thinking of this, Li Yuanting felt a bit lost, but quickly returned to normal. Even as a substitute, she was already very content.
Holding the sleeping Su Mo, she slowly flew atop the White Dragon Horse, setting him in a comfortable position to continue lying in her embrace.
At this mont, Li Yuanting felt like she was the happiest person in the world.
Seeing the situation over there, Daoist Master Tianyu wanted to leave directly. Yet in the next mont, he saw a massive Insect Race super soldier stationed behind him.
Facing this Insect Race super soldier, who was only at the Ultimate Venerable Peak, Daoist Master Tianyu did not take it seriously at all.
If he wished, he could instantly annihilate it. But looking at the endless Insect Race army in the sky, the unmoving Dao-level Mother Empress on the ground, and the man asleep atop the White Dragon Horse, he chose to remain silent.
Though he could disregard these people, it didn’t an he could disregard the person asleep there. He even wondered if he was considered by that person at all.
Mother Empress 806’s body slowly shrank, finally reducing to the size of a husky. It then quietly flew to Li Yuanting’s side, whispering, "Mistress, do we need to relocate? Otherwise, if others pass by here, it might wake the Master."
Li Yuanting was taken aback upon hearing herself addressed as the Mistress, but quickly understood. He called Su Mo the Master and her the Mistress, didn’t that an...
Thinking of this, Li Yuanting’s cheeks instantly flushed, even emitting visible streams of steam from the top of her head.
She glanced around briefly, then looked down at Su Mo before whispering softly, "No need, staying here is fine."
Despite what Li Yuanting said, Mother Empress 806 still deployed its Insect Race army to guard the surroundings, to prevent anyone would dare disturb the bigwig.
That night, with sparse shining stars, the bright moonlight illuminated, revealing even the texture on the trees.
If it weren’t for that patch of ruins nearby disrupting the ambiance, it would have been a breathtakingly beautiful picture.
In Li Yuanting’s arms, Su Mo’s brow suddenly furrowed. Seeing this, Li Yuanting imdiately patted his back, coaxing him back to sleep.
As if lulling a child to sleep.
"Sister..."
The barely audible voice reached Li Yuanting’s ears, causing her to stiffen montarily, before regaining her composure.
The next morning, Su Mo slowly opened his eyes to see an immaculate, delicate face quietly watching him.
An almost indiscernible smile lingered on her lips, as if she were quite satisfied.
Seeing Su Mo awake, the smile on Li Yuanting’s lips instantly disappeared, and she reverted to her usual cold expression.
"You’re awake."
Su Mo nodded in response, "Mm, did yesterday’s events frighten you?"
"It’s nothing, you were just too tired. Just have a good rest. If, if in the future, you still feel troubled, you can talk to ..."
Stopping there, Li Yuanting realized she couldn’t say any more. Any more would cross the line.
Su Mo remained silent, his eyes forward. Daoist Master Tianyu continued kneeling, afraid to get up.
"Co here!"
Though his tone was no longer violent, Su Mo’s words still carried a hint of coldness.
Upon hearing this, Daoist Master Tianyu imdiately floated over in a kneeling position, not daring to even breathe heavily.
"What’s your relationship with the Buddha Race?"
"None, no relationship at all, Senior! Really no relationship! That person just happened to pass by and saw you, then didn’t dare to leave, so he stayed. Senior, you must believe !"
Daoist Master Tianyu spoke tearfully, truly moving any listener to pity and tears.
It was indeed tough for him, an old master-level Daoist, who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years.
Su Mo didn’t pursue the matter of the Buddha Race further. Instead, he waved a hand, presenting a middle-aged man of only Silver level, and asked lightly, "Do you have a way to save this man?"
Daoist Master Tianyu glanced at this man, whose strength was so low that he was no better than an average person in this world. Internally, he thought, it’s just saving a person, a minor issue. Perhaps with a bit of effort, he might even gain favor with this great one.
After all, this person was soone even the Buddha Race dared not provoke. So he hurriedly nodded and said:
"He suffered ntal damage, his Spirit, Essence, Qi are depleted. I just need to spend a little ti to save him."
"There are eighteen billion such people."
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