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Tang Shijiu had already cut open the wound on Tianxiu's palm and sucked out the poisonous blood, but it was still to no avail. Soon after, Tianxiu started to have a fever, and was sometimes lucid and sometimes delirious.

When I'm lucid, I smile and tell her not to be afraid, saying things like it doesn't matter if I die, that winning a single tear from her is happiness—all nonsense. Sometimes, I tell her to leave me alone and go on her own.

When confused, he only held Tang Shijiu's hand tightly, curled up into a ball as if defending something, and let out a wary roar like a wild beast.

Tang Shijiu was so anxious that tears streamed down her face. She could only hold him tightly, but she couldn't think of a better way.

Gradually, he became less and less lucid, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

He's going to die.

She suddenly felt an unprecedented panic; this guy who was spouting nonsense and flirting with everyone was going to die!

"Amazing...amazing..."

He was dazed, seemingly awake yet not quite: "Hmm?"

"Tianxiu, Tianxiu!" She slapped him hard, making his head turn to one side.

"Nineteen..." he seemed to sober up a bit, "You're just using this as an excuse to hit me, aren't you..."

Tang Shijiu gritted his teeth, picked him up, and said, "Let's go, we'll definitely find the village! I promise! I won't let you die!"

His laughter was no longer alluring, no longer hearty, but like a deflated drum. Yet he was still laughing: "Nineteen... let's forget it..."

She remained silent; hunger and exhaustion made her legs tremble, and her body, which had just recovered, ached all over with the slightest exertion. Yet she still carried him on her back and walked step by step into the depths of the night.

"Amazing..."

"Hmm..." he replied listlessly, as if he were getting drowsy again.

"Tianxiu... talk to me, don't fall asleep." She pinched his calf hard.

"Nineteen...you must have done it on purpose..." It seemed that as long as he was sober, he was joking.

"Yes! You forcibly kissed me in front of so many people. I haven't settled that score with you yet. Tell me, how are you going to make it up to me?" Her voice was weak and broken. Tears streamed down her face, but she tried her best to sound cheerful, not wanting him to suspect anything.

“I said I’d marry you… but you wouldn’t agree…” His voice grew weaker and weaker, “Just leave me here.”

"Nonsense!" Her voice finally broke into a sob.

Tianxiu remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Nineteen, please put me down..."

"Say that again! I'll... I'll ruin your face!" She spoke recklessly, only wanting to say what Tianxiu was most afraid of.

The person behind her laughed weakly: "Even if you tear my face off, you still have to tell me. I suddenly remembered that I seem to have some medicine in my pocket, but I don't know if it can cure this poison."

Tang Shijiu burst into laughter through her tears, and pinched his calf hard: "You brainless idiot! Why didn't you say so earlier!"

After taking the elixir, Tianxiu soon fell into a deep sleep.

It was past 7 PM when the campfire started to burn. I had intended to stay up all night, but my eyelids kept drooping, and I finally couldn't keep them open any longer and they slumped to the side.

She was sleeping so soundly that she didn't know when the campfire went out.

Unbeknownst to her, a soft sword had already quietly wrapped around her throat.

Chapter Fifty-Four: Mourning

It seemed like she slept for a very long time, yet it also seemed like only a short while. Tang Shijiu was awakened by a commotion. Perhaps she was just too tired, or for some other reason, she felt lethargic all over, her limbs were a little unresponsive, as if she were having a nightmare.

The argument was nearby, and one of the voices was clear and distinct—it was Tianxiu. The other voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't immediately place it.

Tianxiu's voice was easily recognizable, always carrying a lazy, roguish air, and she liked to slightly draw out the last syllable of her words, leaving a lingering resonance. However, at this moment, it was noticeably more forceful: "She's just a silly girl, what's she to you? Why bother with her?"

The other person said, "You can't bear to part with it?"

Tianxiu was silent for a moment, then chuckled softly a few times: "Even if that's true, so what?"

The man didn't answer, only let out a cold snort.

With that cold snort, Tang Shijiu suddenly realized who it was and immediately recognized the person—it was Tian Shu! Tian Shu was usually a man of few words, and he had barely spoken during their several encounters, so Tang Shijiu hadn't recognized him at first glance by his voice. However, this cold-faced freak, though not talkative, had a habit of sneering and snorting, so although Tang Shijiu hadn't recognized his tone of voice at first, that cold snort was all too familiar.

Her palms immediately became sweaty, but her body seemed to be working against her; her mind was clear, but she couldn't move her hands and feet.

Then Tianxiu said, "For so many years, we haven't been able to sleep peacefully. Actually, I know that you want to learn the Tuanfu Heart Sutra not for any other reason, but because you're afraid of being killed. In fact, your martial arts are already so high, and I don't think that guy Shen Yuntan has any intention of killing us. What are you still afraid of?"

Tian Shu's voice was flat and calm: "There are always mountains beyond mountains. The best way to defeat an enemy is to take precautions."

Tianxiu said, "That girl won't cause any trouble. In any case, I will not allow you to touch her today!"

Tian Shu sneered and said a few more words, which was unusual for him: "I didn't realize you really cared this time. Even Tang Weiqi back then... humph, didn't receive this kind of treatment. You're getting more and more disobedient."

Tang Shijiu broke out in a cold sweat. If Tian Shu really wanted to kill him, given Tian Xiu's martial arts skills, he would be absolutely unable to stop her.

Tianxiu remained silent for a long time before saying in a somewhat hoarse voice, "I will never allow what happened back then to happen again. Don't talk about me, but Tang Yu... in your heart... is probably more than just a tool for exploring the secrets of the Tang Clan."

With a clang, the longsword was drawn, and Tian Shu's voice was no warmer than the cold arrow: "You talk too much."

Nineteen knew he was about to make a move, and couldn't help but shudder.

A rustling sound came from the woods, followed by a muffled groan, the source of which was unclear. Nineteen, fearing Tianxiu would be at a disadvantage, nervously bit her lower lip. Then, Tianshu gasped, her voice finally gaining some traction: "You...you actually..."

Tianxiu did not answer.

"You think that just because you're dead, I won't kill her?"

Tang Shijiu felt a sudden thud in his head, as if his blood had frozen, and his body went ice cold.