Chapter 1040: Eternal Farewell

Chapter 1040: Chapter 1040: Eternal Farewell

In the end, it was wrong.

Miao Ke’s blood-drenched eyes, his vision blurred by blood, were desperately trying to open wider to see her one last time, to remember her face more vividly.

Because in this lifetime, they will never meet again.

There is a separation that is eternal, and that is... parting by death.

One wrong step, and every step is wrong; love is not wrong, but don’t commit unforgivable mistakes for love, for then, there will never be a chance to turn back.

Miao Ke parted his lips, wanting to say something more to Xia Wu, but, after all, he could not utter a single word.

Although... he was merely an insignificant male companion by her side, without identity, status, or ability, not even qualified to love her, yet love, once it happens, cares for nothing else.

His consciousness finally blurred, and the world turned into a dark grayness, slowly fading away.

The living room remained silent for a long while. Only then did Xia Wu come back to her senses, calling for someone to come in: "Give him a proper burial!"

The servants carried Miao Ke’s body out and cleaned the bloodstains on the ground.

Just then, Lianwu suddenly flicked a light talisman and spoke coldly: "The debts of life will naturally be settled in the underworld; escape is impossible."

Miao Ke was already dead; his soul naturally left his body. He had thought of following Xia Wu, but unexpectedly, he was stopped by Lianwu.

Miao Ke despairingly looked back at Xia Wu, but in Lianwu’s presence, he didn’t even have the strength to breathe. His drifting soul was drawn away by the light talisman.

He desperately wanted to look back once more, but alas, he could no longer see anything.

——

Han Jing hunched her shoulders, looking at Lianwu: "Hey, can’t you stop scaring people in broad daylight? It’s really frightening, okay?"

Lianwu glanced at her indifferently, unwilling to reply, yet still said: "Already gone, won’t be back."

Han Jing and the others naturally understood Lianwu’s meaning. Han Jing moved closer to Su Yu, hugging his arm: "Scared me to death."

Su Yu...

"Thank you." At this moment, Xia Wu also stood up and thanked Lianwu.

Lianwu’s identity as Ghost King, those who reached a certain level of cultivation could naturally discern it, so she roughly understood what Lianwu did earlier.

"No need." Lianwu replied in a calm voice.

It’s actually because there are too many ghosts with selfish motives, causing difficulties in managing the underworld. Greedy ghosts, greedy ghosts, this term is apt.

Han Jing looked at Xia Wu: "You should also mourn and let go; the dead won’t come back to life, and you have a long life ahead. Perhaps if you change your mood and approach, you’ll see a new rainbow."

Han Jing actually feels quite sympathetic towards Xia Wu. Such a stubborn foolish woman truly evokes pity, and perhaps, as fellow women and mothers, Han Jing, however carefree she usually is about her own life and death, can’t help but constantly worry about Xiao Xue, fearing that in an unguarded moment, Xiao Xue will face some danger.

It’s imaginable how Xia Wu, who cherishes her daughter like a treasure, facing her daughter’s heart disease, exerted so much effort to raise her, only to end up with such a conclusion. As an outsider, even she finds it hard to accept this matter, let alone Xia Wu, who is directly involved?