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281. Rebirth: What Are You Thinking About?

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Murong Chu carefully loosened the hand, looking at Su Bei, “Are you mad?”

Su Bei, squinting, asked, “Who called me husband yesterday?”

Murong Chu decisively fell into his ‘trap’, “Husband.”

Su Bei, “Disgusting! Get lost!”

Although Su Bei said so, in his eyes one couldn’t read any trace of disgusted feeling.

But he did not know what kind of feelings Su Bei was holding for him.

Everything had happened so suddenly that he kind of couldn’t understand this man now.

He thought that Su Bei would dislike him or alienate him because of what had happened last night, but he had not.

Su Bei reacted as if nothing had happened.

This made Murong Chu kind of uncomfortable, but did not know what he expected to see.

Feng Qingcheng let them leave, so Su Bei and Murong Chu went back to the valley.

Murong Chu was sticky with Su Bei, like a childish child who wanted to get the adult’s attention any time.

The five big schools had reached a consensus with the chief of the Wulin Alliance, to take action on the Magic Doctor Valley.

But would Su Bei wait for them to take any action? It’s impossible.

He had already packed up his things with his disciples and had gone on a ramble around the world.

So by the time they nailed the miasma and went into the Valley, it was already empty.

In the dungeon, the starving old man cursed Murong Chu and cursed him for going astray!

And Murong Chu felt it, he looked back at the direction of the Valley.

Always felt like he had forgotten something.

No one knew Su Bei and his people’s whereabouts, sometimes they stopped to see some patients or do some other things.

Until one day, Su Bei began to cough up blood.

Su Bei looked at the red dazzling handkerchief, only feeling that was as expected. In this world, he would unlock a new posture of his death. So annoyed!

When Murong Chu entered the room, Su Bei very naturally stuffed the handkerchief into the chest.

He walked to Su Bei’s side and stopped, frowning slightly, “Smell of blood?”

Su Bei said calmly, “Your illusion.”

Indeed, when Murong Chu tried to smell it again, only the fragrance of herbs was left.

Murong Chu always felt something is wrong, but couldn’t tell where.

Then Su Bei said, “These two days I am in a good mood, so I can fulfill a few wishes of yours.”

Murong Chu’s eyes were beaming, “really?”

Su Bei glanced at him, “you can also think it is false.”

Murong Chu hurriedly said, “Will shifu fulfill any of my request?”

Su Bei said, “Depends on my mood.”

Then in the evening, Xia Ruo took the little girl to swim at night.

She had never seen such a rebellious disciple, really!

Murong Chu this bastard!

The next day, when time for food, Murong Chu even supported Su Bei up from bed.

Su Bei had two mouthful of rice, and suddenly stopped, looked at Murong Chu and said, “I want to eat some candied fruit, you go buy some for me.”

Murong Chu refused without thinking, “I’m not going.”

This kind of firmness let Su Bei and Murong Chu stoned at the time.

This was not the first time Murong Chu had nearly broke his chopsticks.

Some kind of déjà vu!

Just now when Su Bei said he wanted to eat candied fruit and asked him to buy some for him, his mind flashed the scene that Su Bei was lying in a pool of blood there.

This made him feel at a loss. Whether it was a sign of something, he didn’t want to know.

Su Bei also held the chopsticks tightly, the blood kept upgushing, he asked 748, “Can’t you let me die a decent death for once?”

748, “No.”

Finally, Su North could not hold it, a big mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Xia Ruo who just came back with the little girl got stoned in the doorway.

But only heard Su Bei say, “Tut, this dish got dirty.”

But in Murong Chu’s eyes, but only that dazzling red.

282. Rebirth: Die a Horrible Death

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

He wiped the blood off the mouth corner of Su Bei with his trembling hand, then pressed Su Bei’s head against the shoulder, “Shifu, now I know why that woman was so crazy. If it were me, I would also be like that.”

Su Bei pushed Murong Chu away and got up to walk into the room, “So dirty, I’ll change my clothes.”

But after only a few steps, Su Bei felt a burst of dizziness, and fell to the ground.

Murong Chu hurriedly pulled him into the arms, “Shifu, aren’t you a magic doctor? Why don’t you treat yourself?”

Su Bei coughed two, the blood ceaseless gushed out from the mouth, “A doctor can’t cure himself.”

Murong Chu did not know how he felt now, he only knew that now he only had Su Bei in his eyes.

Su Bei smiled, “Don’t make me into a puppet, too ugly.”

Murong Chu said, “OK, I promise. I’ll listen to shifu.”

“When I die, burn me,” said Su Bei, “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.”

Murong Chu did not speak, just holding Su Bei.

Su Bei’s voice gradually weakened down, “You…”

Murong Chu interrupted him, “I love you, Su Bei.”

Su Bei opened his mouth and finally said one word, “Sorry.”

“I don’t want a sorry,” Murong Chu said expressionless.

Su Bei wanted to ask, what do you want then? But he already couldn’t utter a word.

Everything in front of him gradually blurred, even including Murong Chu’s face.

Murong Chu was holding Su Bei, this is a dream, after I wake up, Su Bei will come back.

Xia Ruo softly called, “senior brother…”

Murong Chu raised his finger and put it on his lips, “Hush…Shifu is asleep.”

Xia Ruo had a kind of bad presentiment, she said anxiously, “Shifu told you not to make him into a puppet!”

Murong Chu’s face showed some inscrutable gentleness, “I know, I’ll take shifu to take a bath and get him changed, so much blood, he’ll be angry after waking up, after all, he is neat freak.”

Xia Ruo opened her mouth, but did not know what to say.

All the words stuck in my throat, unable to come out.

As Feng Qincheng was listening to the nonsense of the chief of Wulin Alliance, a disciple hurriedly ran in.

He said a man had broken in with a coffin on his back, and no one could stop him.

Feng Qingcheng was wondering who is so bold.

So she decided to check it out.

But as she just went out, that person had already killed all the way to the ancestral hall, and that that jade pendant that could maintain the corpse from getting rotten from her ancestor’s mouth.

The lifelike body of her ancestor instantly turned into dust.

Feng Qincheng watched Murong Chu carefully wiping off the jade pendant and then mumbling, “too dirty, he will feel disgusted, after all he is a neat freak.”

Feng Qincheng froze there, then moved her eyes onto the coffin next to him, so inside is…

How’s that possible?

Her disciples kept hitting at Murong Chu, but got their neck broken.

The chief got so mad and went to fight Su Bei himself.

But even he was not Murong Chu’s opponent.

After all, he was not as crazy as him.

When Murong Chu passed by Feng Qingcheng, Feng Qingcheng asked, “is it him?”

He walked slowly away without a word.

No one knew how long it had passed. Murong Chu put down the coffin, and then gently caressed that person’s face in the coffin, then stuffed the jade pendant into his mouth.

He’s just asleep.

Murong Chu took the coffin back to the Valley, which had already turned into ruins.

He also went to the dungeon, on a corpse, he found a bag.

Murong Chu held the bag, guarded the coffin, just sat there, as if having turned into a sculpture.