Snow Sister...
A hoarse murmur escaped Su Zui's throat, as light as a breeze. This breeze carried Su Zui's longing, yet it also felt as heavy as a solid weight.
"Is this your Snow Sister?"
The voice of the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm echoed in Su Zui's mind, tinged with a hint of melancholy.
She had seen Su Zui, and she had also seen Qian Renxue in Su Zui's memories, proud like a white Swan, always wearing a snow-white dress.
That adorable little Angel has now turned into this.
Su Zui's eyes instantly reddened, and her heart felt as if it were wrapped in a rough, damp cloth, both painful and cold, with waves of suffocation washing over her.
My beloved Snow Sister is always dressed in a pure white, sacred Angel gown, with gentle eyes and brows.
Her smile seemed to radiate the sun, and she was surrounded by a pure and flawless aura of light.
In Su Zui's eyes, she was the purest and most beautiful person in the world.
But the woman before me was dressed in black, exuding a murderous aura.
The Angel who once held the reins of light has now fallen so low.
And all of this is because of myself.
Qian Renxue, standing in the center of the crowd, suddenly froze.
She heard the voice clearly, the voice she had longed for day and night, now ringing clearly in her ears.
That voice struck deep into her already Ice Seal heart, shaking her numb mind.
This was the voice she longed for day and night.
She stiffly raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.
When she met Su Zui's guilty eyes, Qian Renxue felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her body trembled violently.
It's Xiao Zui.
It really is him.
He was not dead; he stood quietly in the crowd, looking at himself.
After the immense surprise came a surge of extreme inferiority and panic.
She instinctively looked down at her hands, which were covered in tiny specks of blood.
Now, he is dressed in black clothes stained with blood and filled with a murderous aura.
She is no longer the pure and holy Angel, Snow Sister.
Now, she is a fallen Angel, a bloodied prisoner of hell.
This filthy and decadent hell has long since eroded all her light and purity, leaving only the aura of slaughter and the shattered Inner Demon.
How dare she?
How could I dare let my Xiao Zui see me in such an ugly, blood-stained state!
Qian Renxue felt her mind go blank for a moment, and her body trembled slightly.
Overwhelmed by intense shame and panic, Qian Renxue was suffocated, feeling like a drowning person struggling to breathe.
She dared not meet Su Zui's gaze, much less let him see her completely shrouded in darkness.
The next second, Qian Renxue abruptly withdrew her gaze, turned around, and left.
"Snow Sister!"
Upon seeing this, Su Zui's heart tightened, and he disregarded everything around him, taking a sudden step to chase after him.
He had waited so long, traveled thousands of miles, crossed hellish situations, and endured countless hardships to finally see her. How could he let her escape like this!
The girl in black veil was completely stunned, staring blankly at the woman in black fleeing in panic, and then at Su Zui chasing after her without regard for anything else, her heart filled with shock and confusion.
How could this 8888 know this madman? This madman, known as the Blood Angel, set a record of forty consecutive wins in just a few months and is now the strongest among the Fallen in the Slaughter City.
But now, this Snow Angel was actually fleeing in a sorry state in front of a newcomer.
Who is that?
The girl in the black veil murmured to herself, her curiosity overpowering her anger.
However, the girl in the black veil also understood the adage that curiosity killed the cat.
This Blood Angel is an absolute madwoman; I don't want to provoke her.
Su Zui accelerated with all his might, and a gust of wind suddenly rose beneath his feet.
He ignored the overwhelming hostility and chaos around him, his gaze fixed on Qian Renxue's figure in front of him.
Qian Renxue was extremely fast. In her Fallen Angel Qian Renxue, she had three pairs of wings on her back, allowing her to weave and dodge through the intricate and dark alleyways.
Her movements were light yet carried an extreme sense of urgency.
She dared not turn around, dared not pause.
The image of Su Zui's clean and clear eyes flashed through her mind again and again, and compared with her own current dirty and dilapidated state, the bitterness and inferiority in her heart grew stronger.
My Xiao Zui is back, but I can never go back.
Qian Renxue was afraid of disappointing him, afraid that if he saw her fallen state, he would despise her from then on.
She would rather he always remember the gentle Qian Renxue in white than see her now, covered in blood.
"Snow Sister, don't run away!"
Su Zui's voice pierced through the layers of dark streets and alleys.
"Sister, I know it's you. Don't run away. Let's sit down and talk properly, okay?"
Hearing the familiar shouts behind her, Qian Renxue staggered several times, her heart aching unbearably.
Her eyes reddened, and warm tears welled up in them, but she forced them back.
She can't stop.
Absolutely not.
"You've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not your Snow Sister, I'm the Blood Angel!"
Qian Renxue responded with a cold expression.
However, Su Zui naturally wouldn't stop.
His purpose in coming here was to bring his Snow Sister back, and now that Snow Sister was right in front of him, how could he stop?
The two walked one after the other through the intricate and dark streets of the Slaughter City.
Along the way, countless fallen people glanced sideways.
They stared at the two figures, one chasing and the other fleeing, their eyes filled with astonishment.
Everyone knows that the person before them is the renowned Snow Angel, the strongest in the Slaughter City.
But today, she was like a panicked child, fleeing in a disheveled state.
Everyone was making wild guesses, and some were even speculating about Su Zui's identity.
However, given the reputation of the person, no one present dared to approach and inquire.
Qian Renxue was extremely familiar with the streets and alleys here. She avoided the noisy streets and finally rushed into the deepest and most secluded independent residence in the inner city.
This is one of the very few private residences in the Slaughter City, a tranquil place that can only be occupied by those with absolute strength.
A simple, rustic black stone building stands alone in the dark depths, isolated from all the noise and decadence of the outside world.
Rushing to the door, Qian Renxue didn't hesitate for a moment. With a flash of Soul Power at her fingertips, she instantly pushed open the heavy black stone door.
Then, she darted into the house and slammed the door shut behind her.
Click--
The dull thud of the lock clicking shut signaled the door to be firmly shut, completely isolating the interior from the exterior.
After doing all this, Qian Renxue leaned against the cold, heavy stone door, her body completely exhausted, and slowly slid down.
Her frail body trembled slightly, her taut heartstrings finally snapped, and tears that had been held back for so long burst forth, silently sliding down her delicate cheeks.
Xiao Zui, oh Xiao Zui, your sister really misses you too.
How I long to hold you close and gently stroke your cheek.
But all of that is gone forever.