Chapter 282: Chapter 282 - 274: Sleeping in Each Other’s Arms

The system then spoke again, [By the way, host, I must remind you once more that the Life Reviving Pill is a special and important item, a person can only use it once in a lifetime, so please use it wisely.]

Shen Tang was almost laughing with anger. Xiao Jin was so dead it couldn’t be more dead, what’s the use of saying this now? If she didn’t bring him back now, there simply would be no future.

"You don’t need to persuade me anymore, my mind is made up."

[Alright, host, Xiao Jin’s remaining limbs should be not far from here, the host can use the system map to scan, please hurry.]

Shen Tang withheld the sorrow in her heart and quickly scanned with the system map. Finally, she found Xiao Jin’s severed limbs.

——discarded like trash on the ground, in a garbage bin, in the corner.

There was even an arm casually thrown on the street, trampled beyond recognition, bloody and mangled, unrecognizable as a human arm.

Shen Tang’s heart ached to the point she could hardly breathe, wishing she could resurrect that group of demons to hack them to pieces once more, that wouldn’t even begin to ease the hatred in her heart!

After retrieving the discarded limbs, Shen Tang carried the corpse to a deserted wilderness... Xiao Jin, this dog-like man, was heavy as hell, but now he’s light as a feather, she managed to carry him this far.

Shen Tang laid the body on the ground, piecing together the severed limbs bit by bit.

Finally, she took out the Life Reviving Pill from her space, intending to feed it to him.

But how could a dead person open their mouth?

Shen Tang simply had no way to stuff the elixir into his mouth, she was frustrated and annoyed, tears streaming down her face, "You dead leopard, open your mouth!"

"I... I command you to open your mouth, I am your Female Master, you have to obediently listen to me."

"If you continue to be disobedient, I’ll chase you away to guard the door, I’ll find Shen Li instead, and never let you carry me again..."

Her voice already choked, unable to continue.

If it were usual times, this smelly leopard hearing this would have already blown up, secretly belittling Shen Li as a stinky fox inferior to him, both domineering and childish, but now he just lay quietly on the ground, without rebuke, without anger.

So quiet, unlike him.

Having no other options, Shen Tang first put the Life Reviving Pill into her own mouth, where the pill liquefied into a ball of water.

She cupped the man’s bloody and mangled face, feeding the pill-water into his mouth.

She, who hated filth and feared ghosts so much, actually felt no fear or disgust, only tension and confusion...

At the moment the pill entered the body, the Soul Destruction Needle stabbed into Xiao Jin’s corpse dissipated into a wisp of black smoke.

And his bloody and mangled body was rapidly healing.

Countless flesh buds grew between the severed limbs, intertwining and slowly reconnecting and restructuring...

The whole process was so quiet, tears stained Shen Tang’s face, she watched the gradually recovering body in a daze, too tense to make a sound, all around her were only the harsh whistling of wind and snow.

Throughout the entire process, Shen Tang stayed by Xiao Jin’s side, wanting to see him come back to life with her own eyes to be relieved.

But unfortunately, time passed too slowly.

As the sun dipped westwards, she gradually couldn’t hold on any longer, lying on top of Xiao Jin, closing her eyes.

For some reason, Shen Tang’s mind suddenly became drowsy, her consciousness gradually unclear.

She shook her head, trying to clear her mind.

Currently, they were out of rebel control range, but the vindictive nature of that group meant they could come back for revenge at any moment.

If she fell asleep and got caught, it would mean certain death!

But her body was out of her control, Shen Tang felt like she was under full-body anesthesia, her vision suddenly blackened, and her consciousness fell into chaos.

The man and woman clung to each other motionlessly, as if in eternal sleep.

The snowstorm grew fiercer, and after an indefinite amount of time, frost and snow buried the both of them.

Suddenly——

Thud,

Thump thump.

Within the chest, something alive had resumed its beat.

...

Xiao Jin seemed to have had a very distant nightmare.

He died.

Fell at the hands of the rebel army.

His last words turned into unsaid wishes, unable to take her and leave.

Before dying, Xiao Jin was full of regrets, if only he could fully awaken the second superpower, he could have taken Shen Tang away from there.

But his strength just fell short, unable to successfully lead her out.

Xiao Jin, who had been unafraid of death for so many years, felt fear for the first time, afraid of the torture they might suffer if they fell into rebel hands.

He wasn’t worried for himself, life or death meant nothing, his life wasn’t worth much anyway.

But Shen Tang, being the Empire Princess and such a beautiful and noble young female, fell into those bastards’ hands, it made his heart ache to even think about.

He was so unwilling.

He felt too incompetent, failing to take her out.

All around was darkness, nothing at all, Xiao Jin wandered in place for so long, thinking this should be the hell after death.

In a daze.

A light appeared not far ahead.

Like a sharp blade piercing through the darkness, becoming the only color in his eyes.

Slowly it illuminated a wide path.

At the end of the road, a familiar and beautiful figure reached out to him, seemingly waiting for him.

So wonderful, so dazzling.

So much making him yearn for... the taste of being alive.

Xiao Jin chased after it desperately.

Upon opening his eyes again, Xiao Jin found himself lying in an ice and snow-covered land, snowflakes swirling in the air, almost burying him completely.

He stared blankly at the light gray sky above, momentarily questioning whether he had really visited the gates of hell and returned, or if he had merely had a bad dream.

His frozen body slowly regained feeling, and he felt the weight on his chest, looking down, seeing a furry head.

Shen Tang lay quietly on his chest with her eyes closed, seemingly asleep.

The hands tightly wrapped around his waist, full of attachment.

Her eyes were reddened, as if she had cried.

Xiao Jin was confused about what had happened, seeing the two of them alive and out there, wondering what transpired during his unconsciousness.

How could he be alive after clearly dying?

Moreover, who brought them out?

Could it be Tangtang? But how did she break through and take him out?

All doubts couldn’t overshadow the joy of being reborn, seeing the two almost buried in snow, Xiao Jin quickly brushed off the snow, held the female tightly in his arms, and kissed her face joyfully, calling out ecstatically, "Tangtang, wake up, let’s go back quickly—"

His voice suddenly stopped.

As he kissed her cheek, he suddenly realized her body was terrifyingly cold, even stiff.

Xiao Jin stopped abruptly, his mind going blank.

He dared not think about that possibility, tears welled up suddenly, gently caressing her face, anxiously calling out again and again, "Tangtang..."

"Tangtang..."

"Wake up quickly, we’ve escaped already, I’ll take you back."

But no matter how he called, the person in his arms didn’t wake up, her cheeks were pale and beautiful, her long black hair and curled eyelashes covered with silvery snowflakes, almost blending into the snowy world.

With reddened eyes, Xiao Jin stared at her, his breath nearly stopping.

Finally, he raised his trembling finger, gently placing it under her breath.

No more breath.