Zi Zhu had to admit that even he was shocked by this little guy's courage and determination.
Chang Le's efforts were indeed not in vain. Although she was Lu Chuchen's daughter, which made him very unhappy, he would definitely fulfill Chang Le's wish.
Holding Lu Jiuque's wrist tightly to prevent her from harming herself, Zi Zhu said with solemn eyes: "Chang Le wants to protect you until death, and will not want to see you get hurt because of her. Let this prince Come on, if this soul fusion succeeds, we will survive together, if the soul fusion fails, we will die together."
There was no ripple in Zi Zhu's voice, and it could even be said to be cold and hard.
But the deep feeling in it could be heard even by an outsider like Lu Jiuque.
"Zi Zhu you..."
Zi Zhu stared deeply at Chang Le's soul, incomprehensible.
Would you be willing to live and die with him? Changle…
Zi Zhu gently lifted Chang Le up with his hands and pressed a trembling kiss on her forehead.
She was obviously just a soul body without any contact, but it made his heart crazy and restless.
He turned out to be so eager to be close to her...
“Chang Le…”
Zizhu called in a low voice, gently picked up Chang Le's soul, and prepared to warm it into his body. Suddenly, a cold evil aura suddenly appeared and stopped in front of Zizhu accurately.
"If you want her to die, you can warm her up."
This tone had the unique hoarseness of a young man, but it also conveyed a bone-chilling chill, causing the surrounding temperature to drop suddenly.
Surrounded by thick darkness, Lu Jiuque could barely make out the outline of the figure that suddenly appeared.
The sharp profile of his face, the high bridge of his nose, his slightly childish but wild eyes, the tightly pursed corners of his mouth, and the ghostly aura that was not human.
Zi Zhu's eyes narrowed tightly, and he was ecstatic in his heart. He quickly made a decision and let go of Chang Le.
The young man understood what Zi Zhu meant and nodded gently to him. Then he leaned down and carefully picked up Chang Le. He turned around and looked at Lu Jiuque with a frown.
Under the moonless sky, the young man's figure was looming in the light of the silver dragon.
Lu Jiuque could feel his substantial gaze pressing heavily on her body.
Those pitch-black pupils were particularly bright, as if there were thousands of words gathering in them.
But in the end, these words coalesced into a promise.
"Lu Jiuque, don't worry, I will take good care of her."
The first time he didn't hear it clearly, but the second time Lu Jiuque could completely confirm that this voice was the voice in Furong City, the voice that dragged Princess Furong's soul into the River Styx.
"It's you?!"
Lu Jiuque took an anxious step forward, but was pulled tightly by Zi Zhu. His throat tightened and he said coldly: "Can you really keep her safe?"
This time the young man did not look at Zi Zhu, but locked his eyes with Lu Jiuque and accepted as if he had promised.
"Yes, we will definitely protect her safety." Because this is your wish, Lu Jiuque...
He is a lovely and kind-hearted person. He once swore that as long as it is what you think or wish, he will devote his whole life to achieving it for you.
After saying this, the young man moved his feet and disappeared in front of Lu Jiuque like a breeze.
"Wait, wait! Who are you?! Why are you helping me?"
Lu Jiuque shouted loudly and hurriedly ran forward two steps and almost fell off Yinlong's back. Fortunately, Zi Zhu caught her in time.