PFC Chapter 241 Night 9 Chen from His Past Life Leaves!
Chapter 241 Night 9 Chen from His Past Life Leaves!
"Who are you? Why are you inside my body? And why do you look exactly like me?"
Ye Jiuchen's voice echoed in the darkness!
At this moment, a faint yet clear light appeared in the darkness, and from within the light walked another Ye Jiuchen, whose appearance was exactly the same as the Ye Jiuchen he remembered.
"I am you..." Ye Jiuchen on the other side spoke slowly, his voice calm and deep.
Ye Jiuchen stared intently at his younger self before him, his brows furrowed, and sneered, "Hmph, this is utterly absurd. I was wondering why I fainted for no reason, and it turns out it was you who was behind it all."
His words were full of suspicion and dissatisfaction.
The other Ye Jiuchen simply sighed softly and said, "Listen, I am about to leave. You must protect Wan'er and not let her leave you again."
"Heh, then tell me, why should I believe you?" Ye Jiuchen crossed his arms, his eyes full of suspicion.
"There's no need for testing. We are one, and I know my own thoughts perfectly well. Alright, let me tell you a story."
"Hmm." Ye Jiuchen nodded slightly, his curiosity was subtly piqued despite his lingering doubts.
So, the two Ye Jiuchens slowly sat down, facing each other.
Ye Jiuchen, from his past life, began to recount his long-sealed past. His voice drifted faintly in the darkness, as if opening a door to bygone years. The loves, hates, grudges, and entanglements of the past gradually emerged before his eyes as he recounted them.
When Ye Jiuchen in this life heard what Ye Jiuchen in the previous life had said, it was as if a raging fire was burning in his chest, burning away all his reason.
He suddenly stood up, his fist, as big as a clay pot, accompanied by a whooshing sound, and slammed hard into the face of Ye Jiuchen from his previous life.
In his previous life, Ye Jiuchen was not one to be trifled with. The pain on his face instantly ignited his anger, and he immediately retaliated without showing any weakness.
In an instant, the two exchanged blows, their figures intertwined, and the muffled thuds of fists colliding with flesh echoed continuously in the space.
They seemed to have forgotten everything, their eyes only on each other. Every punch they threw was filled with venting and resentment, and the brutal attacks seemed to be deliberately aimed at each other's faces. Before long, both of them had bruises on their faces, and blood was seeping from the corners of their mouths.
After a long time, perhaps they were tired, or perhaps their anger gradually dissipated with the swinging of their fists, the two finally stopped fighting and collapsed to the ground, exhausted.
They were panting heavily, their chests heaving, their breaths rising and falling, breaking the surrounding silence.
"Ye Jiuchen, cherish her, love her, and protect her for me!"
As if using his last bit of strength, Ye Jiuchen from his past life said these words, and a crystal tear slowly slid down his cheek!
That tear seemed to carry all his regrets and reluctance, and then his figure gradually became transparent until he disappeared.
"it is good……"
In this life, Ye Jiuchen gazed at the now empty place and replied in a somewhat hoarse voice.
At this moment, he was filled with mixed feelings. Memories of his past life flooded back like a tide, intertwining with the emotions of this life, leaving him somewhat dazed.
On the bed, Ye Jiuchen, who had been keeping his eyes closed, slowly opened them.
In an instant, a strange light seemed to flash by. Upon closer inspection, those eyes, which were originally as deep as a dark pool, now faintly tinged with a pale purple, as if they were hiding some kind of mysterious power.
"Dark Night!" Ye Jiuchen's first reaction upon waking up was to shout outside.
The voice was not loud, but it revealed unquestionable majesty.
"Master, you're awake. I thought..."
Dark One and Dark Two appeared almost simultaneously!
He knelt down with a thud, his words filled with surprise and worry.
"Hmm? Where's Dark Night?" Ye Jiuchen frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"Master, your subordinates do not know!" An Yi and An Er exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.
"Alright, take me to find Wan'er!"
Ye Jiuchen was filled with anxiety. His past self had occupied his body for so long, and he felt that he had been separated from Dongfang Wan'er for far too long. The longing was like insects gnawing at his heart, and he couldn't wait a moment longer.
"My lord, the princess has been put to sleep by her uncle's acupoints and is currently asleep."
An Yi stood up and led the way, carefully explaining to Ye Jiuchen as she went.
Ye Jiuchen exuded a chilling aura, a kind of coldness that sent shivers down one's spine, as if the surrounding temperature had dropped several degrees.
An Yi and An Er followed behind, and the two looked at each other again, both seeing surprise and confusion in each other's eyes.
They secretly pondered that their master seemed to have truly changed this time after waking up.
Inside the room, Lu Muchuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking tenderly at Dongfang Wan'er, and said softly, "Wan'er, what am I going to do with you? You've fallen so deeply in love! Why don't you try looking back at the other people?"
As he spoke, he gently reached out his hand, wanting to stroke Dongfang Wan'er's face, the movement as gentle as if he were touching a rare treasure.
"Heh, brother-in-law, did I bother you?"
Just as Lu Muchuan's hand was about to touch Dongfang Wan'er's face, a cold voice came from the doorway, carrying a hint of chill, as if it came from the deepest hell.
Lu Muchuan's hand froze in mid-air. He didn't turn around, but just by hearing the voice, he knew who had come.
He couldn't help but think to himself: This guy actually woke up, and he's not dead yet! His eyes instantly turned sharp!
The gentle atmosphere vanished, replaced by a tense, confrontational one, as if an invisible battle was about to unfold in the room.
"You're incredibly lucky; you managed to escape from such a desperate situation and even come back to life!"
Lu Muchuan slowly stood up, his posture upright and agile, his eyes revealing his deep hostility towards Ye Jiuchen without reservation!
As sharp as a cold star, it seemed that in that instant, the atmosphere between the two dropped to freezing point, and the tension was about to escalate.
Ye Jiuchen's gaze was as deep as a pool, and a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes in an instant.
He thought to himself, "For the sake of Wan'er, I will spare your life for now. However, this does not mean that I will tolerate your insolence. Some punishment is still necessary."
With this thought in mind, Ye Jiuchen flashed forward like a ghost, his fist, accompanied by a whistling wind, smashing heavily towards Lu Muchuan's face.
Lu Muchuan couldn't dodge in time and took the punch squarely. A trickle of bright red blood instantly spilled from the corner of his mouth, standing out starkly against his fair skin.