Hearing Qian Renxue's murmur, a faint mist clouded over Su Zui's eyes.
Su Zui tightened his grip on her back slightly, restraining himself from exploring further down, and simply gently stroking the skin of her back with his fingertips.
Su Zui lowered his head, his nose brushing against Qian Renxue's, his warm breath falling on her cheek.
"Snow Sister, I love you."
Qian Renxue's long eyelashes trembled, and the dazed look in her eyes had not completely disappeared.
The dark aura emanating from the Fallen Angel's mark swirled in her eyes, the holy light of the Angel Origin Entanglement with that layer of darkness.
She raised her hand, her slender fingertips stroking Su Zui's chin, her fingertips gently tracing the corner of his lips.
"I know..." Qian Renxue's voice was soft, tinged with vulnerability.
This time, the kiss was filled with a careful and cherished feeling.
After a long while, the two slowly separated, their foreheads still touching.
"From this day forward, I am yours."
Qian Renxue spoke softly, her ears flushed slightly. The Angel was once high and mighty had now shed all her airs and defenses.
Su Zui raised his hand, gently placing his palm on the top of her head, and tenderly stroking her long hair.
The two felt as if they had just experienced a dream.
"Are we... together now?"
Qian Renxue buried her face in his chest and asked softly, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
Su Zui chuckled softly, his chest heaving slightly. He gently embraced her, supporting her back steadily. "Yes, we're together now."
The moment those words were spoken, the pure white light curtain that enveloped the entire space suddenly trembled violently.
The chilling killing intent that had been tearing at the Divine Soul began to slowly dissipate, and the chaotic, distorted space gradually calmed down.
In the distance, the outline of a bright exit slowly emerged; it was the end of Hell Road, the passage leading out of the Slaughter City.
Qian Renxue raised her head, looked at the light, then turned back to look at Su Zui, her eyes filled with warmth.
"Will we still be together after we leave?"
"Of course." Su Zui gripped her hand tightly, their fingers intertwined, and golden sword energy wrapped around their clasped wrists.
"Once we leave Hell Road, let's go tell Grandpa together, 'I'll marry you...'"
Qian Renxue let out a soft "Ah!", her cheeks flushing even more, and gently punched his chest. "You certainly think long-term."
Su Zui smiled without saying a word, took her hand, and they walked slowly towards the exit.
Once you exit the narrow pass of Hell Road, the stench and heat seem to be severed by a single stroke, replaced by a mountain breeze carrying the clean scent of grass and trees.
Su Zui didn't rush to leave. He stood in the wind and exhaled. The sticky, dry feeling on his body dissipated most of it with the wind.
Qian Renxue walked beside him, her face still a little pale.
The two were still holding hands.
Su Zui didn't loosen her grip, and Qian Renxue didn't struggle. Neither of them spoke, and they walked a few steps side by side.
Then Su Zui paused in his steps.
"Someone's there."
Her voice was calm, but Qian Renxue immediately snapped back to reality. Her Angel Origin subtly shifted across her body, and her eyes, which had been slightly weary, regained their clarity.
The shadows of the trees on both sides of the valley moved.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei emerged from the left and right respectively, their footsteps very light.
Upon seeing who it was, both of them froze for a moment, then bowed in unison.
"Your His Highness the Holy Son. Your Saintess Hall."
Su Zui nodded and glanced at the two of them.
They've just come out of Hell Road, and their killing intent is too strong. Su Zui doesn't dare to let himself have any emotional fluctuations right now.
Qian Renxue asked calmly, "Did the Pope send you?"
"Yes," Yue Guan bowed and replied, "His Majesty was worried and ordered the two of us to stay here and provide backup."
Yue Guan seemed to notice their emotions and didn't say anything more.
Yue Guan was aware of Su Zui and Qian Renxue's situation; it was a normal reaction after leaving the Slaughter City, just as the Pope had done when he first left the Slaughter City.
Su Zui didn't reply.
He held Qian Renxue's hand tightly as they walked forward.
Qian Renxue's ears burned slightly, but she maintained a composed expression.
"Return to Spirit City."
Su Zui uttered three words and took the first step.
The Gui Mei Yue Guan a glance, then simultaneously took half a step back and followed behind. They walked in silence, with only the sound of the wind and their footsteps echoing through the valley.
After walking a short distance, Gui Mei couldn't hold back any longer and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "It seems that the Holy Lord and the Young Master... have succeeded?"
It was rare for Gui Mei to become so gossipy, after all, these were the Holy Son and the Young Master. If they got together, the Spirit Hall was destined to prosper in the future.
Yue Guan didn't reply, but his steps slowed slightly, and a smile he couldn't hide appeared on his face as he gazed at the two figures walking side by side ahead. After a long while, he whispered a reply:
"It's probably done."
The Gui Mei fell silent, but its gaze remained fixed ahead, its face beaming with a maternal smile.
Chrysanthemum Guan had watched these two children grow up, and now that they were together, she felt gratified.
He saw it clearly. The Holy Son wasn't walking fast, but with each step he steadily blocked the Holy Maiden's side, as if it were instinct.
The saintess occasionally glanced at him, then quickly looked away. The holy light that had been so pure and aloof softened slightly, resting against Su Zui's sword intent.
The road ahead is long, and beyond the distant mountain shadows lies Spirit City.
Both Titled Douluo understood that this trip back would likely bring a glaringly bright future to Spirit City.
The road back to Spirit City was easier to travel than the way there.
At least the air was alive. The deathly stuffiness of the Slaughter City dissipated as soon as we left the pass, and the further south we went, the more the wind carried the scent of human life. The trees along the roadside were also a normal green, unlike the black rocks in Hell Road, which made people feel suffocated just looking at them.
The four of them walked for most of the day, one in front and one behind.
Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo remained half a body length behind, trailing behind at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.
Su Zui glanced at her and asked gently, "Are you tired?"
Qian Renxue shook her head. "It's nothing."
Su Zui drawled, "Oh~ so you're not tired? I was just thinking that if you were tired, I would carry you on my back."
Upon hearing Su Zui's words, Qian Renxue immediately changed her tune.
"Of course I'm tired! We've walked such a long way, Xiao Zui ~ I'm exhausted!"
Su Zui didn't speak, but simply squatted down.
Qian Renxue's face immediately lit up with a smile, and she suddenly pounced on Su Zui's back.
Su Zui could clearly feel a warm mass pressing against his back, followed by two arms tightly hugging his neck.
"Hold on tight, I'm leaving."
Su Zui's tone was full of energy.
After leaving the Slaughter City, Su Zui felt for the first time that the air outside was incredibly clear.
Gui Mei and Yue Guan saw the interaction between the two clearly.
The Gui Mei muttered to itself, "If I was 80% sure before, I'm 100% sure now."