Chapter 1732 - 792: Stirred Heart

Chapter 1732: Chapter 792: Stirred Heart

The thunderflash roared through the sky, and the ferocious purple electric dragon swooped down on the little girl’s head.

The seemingly fearless little girl couldn’t help but tremble.

"Heavenly spirits and earthly spirits, Yue’er is not a bad person, please don’t strike me dead. Sob sob, daddy and mommy, and godmother and godfather, you must protect Yue’er."

After all, she was just a little girl; saying she wasn’t scared was a lie.

The seven-year-old Ye Lingyue was also terribly scared at this moment.

But when she thought that if Zizi were struck by lightning, it would die, a surge of courage rose in her heart.

She suddenly opened her arms.

Just as the thunderflash roared in, a magical light suddenly emanated from the little girl’s body.

The light was like a giant Eight Diagrams.

The light shot up into the sky, clashing with the mighty purple electric dragon.

Day turned into night, as two incredible forces collided, akin to a comet striking the earth, with astonishing power.

The light spread out like a tide.

Everything around, the trees, rocks, all turned to ash under the impact of the two forces.

The little girl’s body was also flung into the air by the force.

The forces were too strong, and the little girl briefly passed out.

Her small body was tossed high up, and was about to hit the ground.

She’s so small, so weak, if she falls from such a height, she would surely be torn to pieces.

Ye Lingyue felt like her heart was being squeezed by a hand.

Her feet unconsciously stepped forward a few steps, reaching out to catch the girl that fluttered like a fallen autumn leaf, she even forgot that everything she was doing was in vain.

But just then, a pair of hands layered over Ye Lingyue’s hands.

They were nearly transparent hands, fair and poreless, with slender fingers belonging to a youth.

These hands firmly caught the falling little girl.

Ye Lingyue was stunned, she looked up, and saw a silhouette.

A youth dressed in purple, with short silver hair.

The youth was very handsome, with melancholic violet eyes that seemed almost tender, and a countenance crafted by divine workmanship.

On his jade-like forehead, there was a golden mark.

He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Who are you?"

Ye Lingyue gasped, slightly dazed, staring at the youth.

Though the face before her was still youthful, just one glance and Ye Lingyue recognized the youth.

Master Zi!

This youth called Zizi by the little girl was actually the youthful version of Master Zi.

Seeing the little girl curled up, full of wounds, with faint traces of blood at her lips, the teenage Master Zi’s brow furrowed deeply.

With one hand supporting the little girl and another pressed against his own chest.

He could feel his heart aching, bit by bit, like a needle pricking.

"Bodhi is heartless, why does it ache?"

The teenage Master Zi murmured as if sighing.

The little girl emitted weak moans, witnessing her pained appearance, the young Master Zi’s face tensed, he hesitated for a moment, then embraced the little girl.

His movements were awkward, he seemed rarely close to people.

Seeing the rain falling heavier, the teenage Master Zi waved his hand, the surroundings grew lush with vines, shielding them from the rain.

Not knowing what to do, thinking for a moment, he simply held the little girl.

Her body grew colder bit by bit.

He felt his chest following suit, aching more and more.

"Daddy, mommy, Yue’er is so cold..."

The little girl mumbled unconsciously.

The teenage Master Zi’s violet eyes grew ever darker.

Thinking for a moment, he bent down.

His lips, like feathers, lightly brushed the little girl’s forehead.

Soft, warm lips touched the little girl’s cold smooth forehead, both their bodies shivered slightly.

A bizarre feeling surged through the youth’s body.

Ye Lingyue saw something from the teenage Master Zi’s mouth entering the little girl’s forehead.

Soon after, the little girl’s originally pale face, gradually regained its rosiness.

The small body in his arms, bit by bit, became soft and warm.

The shadow of melancholy in the teenage Master Zi’s eyes gradually dissipated.

Reluctantly, he released his lips.

Gazing at the small person in his arms.

"In the future, Zizi will protect you."

The youth’s voice was low and strong, like an eternal vow.

From a distance, calls rang out.

The teenage Master Zi hesitated for a moment, then gradually vanished.

"Yue’er!"

Seeing their daughter lying on the barren ground, Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming’s hearts shot into their throats.

They rushed over.

Yun Sheng lovingly picked up her daughter in her arms, her little face pale as a sheet.

"Yue’er don’t worry, mommy will take you home now."

Yun Sheng blamed herself, silently cursing herself as an irresponsible mother.

When she tried to lift her daughter, she found her daughter clasping tightly to a branch of the Purple Leaf Bodhi.

As if she was holding not a tree, but her life, her everything.

Yun Sheng’s heart ached, with Ye Beiming they struggled for quite a while before finally getting their daughter to release it.

The couple quickly left with the little girl in their arms.

Above, the relentless thunderflash slowly faded.

The Purple Leaf Bodhi stood silently in the wind, until the next day, when the rain cleared and a radiant rainbow spanned the sky.

From that day on, several days passed without the little girl appearing.

Ye Lingyue knew that it was because the girl, after recovering from her severe injuries, was confined by the angry Yun Sheng couple.

This confinement lasted three full months.

Although the Purple Leaf Bodhi Tree survived the Heavenly Tribulation, it suffered heavy damage, slowly withering away.

When Yun Sheng couple finally calmed down, the little girl sneaked out while her parents were busy with affairs.

What she saw was a completely withered Purple Leaf Bodhi.

Seeing this, the little girl cried heartbrokenly.

From day to night, she cried until her eyes were red and swollen.

"Yue’er, don’t cry, this tree died, how about mommy plants another one for you?"

When Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming came to find their daughter, seeing her listless state made them ache.

"No, I only want Zizi, it’s unique. Besides, Zizi didn’t die, it’s just hibernating. It will come back to life next spring."

The little girl refused to give up.

Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming, helpless, could only let the little girl wait by the withered tree.

Day after day, year after year, the little girl grew from seven to eight, nine, ten...

The trees in Si Garden bloomed, bore fruit, lost leaves, withered, one generation after another, but always there was a shadow occasionally appearing by that withered tree, waiting day after day.