Chapter 916: Pinky Promise

Chapter 916: Chapter 916: Pinky Promise

Su Yu silently embraced Han Jing, without saying a word.

After a long while, he finally said, "Jing’er, we will definitely succeed."

Han Jing was momentarily stunned before realizing what he meant, and she replied with an "Mm."

They would definitely succeed, definitely rescue Elder Yun, definitely live safely, complete all their wishes, then retreat to the South Sea, have a bunch of children, grow old together, for eternity, until the seas dry up and rocks decay.

As long as you firmly believe you can do it, you will certainly succeed.

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Lianwu was woken up by pain.

The power of the Soul Devouring Talisman he implanted into his body was something he knew all too well; this wasn’t the first time he had suffered such agony. Reflecting on past events, he remembered that when he was taken back to the organization, he had endured all the most torturous punishments that the organization had available at that time.

Regardless of what was called Divine Punishment, in essence, it’s all just methods invented by people to inflict torture.

For example, the Soul Devouring Talisman, and even various more nauseating needles that pierce acupoints; in short, there’s all sorts of chaos.

However, it’s all in the past now, and has nothing to do with him anymore.

Since he began to form new memories, he was no longer Ning Lian.

And from the moment he met his little girl, he became Lianwu.

From that point on, he was solely her Lianwu. Any family obligations, organizational rules, they’re completely irrelevant to him now.

Thinking of these things, Lianwu’s brows and eyes unconsciously softened considerably, and his heart was suddenly filled with a gentle warmth, fostering a semblance of hope, and the pain in his body seemed to lighten substantially.

While he was lost in thought, he suddenly felt as if there was something warm... wriggling in his embrace.

Indeed, there was truly something moving under his blanket.

Warm, its breath... very familiar.

He lowered his head to see Xiao Xue poking out a fuzzy little head from under his blanket, her sleep-dazed large eyes staring at him; after gazing at him for quite a while, she exclaimed with delight, "Brother Lianwu, you’re awake! That’s wonderful, you’re finally awake, boo hoo, Xiao Xue was almost scared to death, Xiao Xue thought you were dead and would never wake again!"

Xiao Xue pouted; she genuinely was very worried and frightened.

She lay atop Lianwu’s chest, her little nose twitching, looking very aggrieved.

Seeing this, Lianwu’s heart nearly melted; he painfully reached out his hand and patted the furry little head burrowing in his arms, assuring her with utmost certainty, "Xiao Xue, remember, I am the Ghost King, I won’t die. No matter what happens, no matter what injuries I suffer, don’t be afraid, I won’t die."

He inherently possessed the Immortal Body; however, if unlucky, he could potentially vanish into dust.

Of course, none of this would be revealed to Xiao Xue.

Xiao Xue lifted her head, her eyes unwaveringly fixed on him: "Really? You’re not lying to me?"

Lianwu affirmed strongly, "Really, I will never lie to you."

Xiao Xue reached out and curled her finger: "Then let’s make a pinky swear."

Upon seeing her earnest look, Lianwu’s mood instantly brightened, and with considerable effort, he brought his hand over, hooking her finger with his: "Alright."

My dear little girl, how could I deceive you, how could I bear to deceive you?