The scar on the high priest's face had not yet healed, and his still handsome face was now extremely cold, staring at Jiang Xuecheng like a poisonous snake.
"You thought you won? No, actually you lost!"
Before the high priest finished speaking, the green tube pierced into her artery. Blood splattered on the translucent glass cylinder, leaving a mottled bloodstain!
She actually wants to die!
Jiang Xuecheng was suddenly shocked!
Jiang Xuecheng immediately wanted to stop the high priest's actions, but because of the translucent glass cylinder, no one could break through the barrier and rescue her directly!
The high priest's heart-wrenching smile before his death was as if he was insane, and there was no trace of sanity left!
The blood dyed the high priestess's face red. At this moment, her delicate facial features had a strange and terrifying feeling.
"Haha, you'll never know..."
She originally wanted to tell Jiang Xuecheng that his and Su Wan's child was not dead, but wouldn't it be good to bury this secret with herself forever? !
The remaining staff here have all been dealt with, and those who had previously been involved with the child have been ruthlessly dealt with by the high priest!
…
As the blood flowed out of his body, the high priest suddenly felt a darkness in front of his eyes.
After laughing at Jiang Xuecheng madly, the high priest suddenly discovered that the figures of Jiang Xuecheng and those staff members, which were originally clear, now turned into a group of constantly trembling black dots.
Is this... what it feels like to be on the verge of death
The high priestess's already weak hands gradually dropped, her eyes were blank, as if she was not in this cold laboratory.
Instead, she returned to her girlhood, to that enclosed manor with beautiful scenery.
She saw that she and her sister were flying kites.
The girl, who looked very similar to herself except that she didn't have the teardrop mole at the corner of her right eye, looked up at the sky happily, holding the kite string with her slender fingers, and running like the wind.
I stood beside the stream in boredom, watching my sister fiddling with the kite she had made herself, shaking it with her bare hands.
Is it that fun
The priest, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the time, thought.
The kite's string broke and it flew across the stream and into the distant mountains.
I looked at my sister hesitantly.
"You're not going to send someone to pick it up? You've worked hard for days making this kite."
The girl who looked very similar to him shook her head and actually revealed a smile that the high priest could not understand at all, which sounded like loneliness, but also like relief.
"Why should I let my kite be constrained by a place like this? It might as well fly away."
My sister stared at the kite that was flying farther and farther away, and spoke in a low voice.
"The world is so big, it would be great if I could leave here with that kite..."
She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but there was a gloom in the girl's eyes.
The scenes of the past emerged in her mind like a passing scene. The high priest felt a little sad in her heart. Perhaps she was on the verge of death. She felt that the past events became clearer.
When she grew up a little more, she took control of the entire family and became a high priest respected by everyone, while her sister was considered a dead person within the Divine Court.
Only the high priest knew that his sister was not dead, but was sent to such a distant place by her.
So, is your sister who is far away in that distant time and space happy at this moment
Even if I gave up my identity, even if I gave up my talent, there were still so many trivial things to worry about.
Even if I no longer have the glory of being admired by everyone, even if I can no longer be the person praised by the whole family...
So, be a wife and a mother.
So, the appearance is gone and the years are passing.
Now...is all this worth it?!
The young girl herself and her sister disappeared, but there was still a trace of nostalgia in the high priest's eyes.
She was entangled with power and authority throughout her life, and thought she could transcend the mundane cycle of birth, aging, sickness and death to become a god who could control the weather above the clouds.
However, I, who thought I could control every situation, died alone at this moment.
The high priest never shed tears in his life, but at this moment, a drop of cold tears flowed from the corner of his eyes.
Through her increasingly blurred vision, she took a last look at the young man outside the glass cylinder. The other person had a stern expression, and his eyes vaguely resembled that of her elder sister.
Oh, goodbye.
This young man, who was considered her nephew, finally forced her into a desperate situation.
…
This woman is simply crazy!
No one expected that the high priest would choose such a decisive way to end his life!
After all, who in the Divine Court doesn't know that the High Priest is the one who cherishes his life the most? !
Jiang Xuecheng was horrified. He shook the entrance of the glass cylinder in disbelief, but it was too late.
He watched the high priest's body collapse, his clothes dyed scarlet, like the red spider lily blooming in hell, extremely strange and gorgeous.
Jiang Xuecheng's body shook violently.
Surprisingly…
Just die like that
How could this be!
How could he... just die like this?!
Jiang Xuecheng's dark pupils expanded more than twice as much, and he stared at the body that had stopped breathing in disbelief.
I just felt like someone was strangling my neck and I couldn't speak.
Although he hated the high priest to the core, he had never thought of ending the high priest's life so hastily!
Is there any other solution to the CHK No. 3 virus in Su Wan's body? How can he and Su Wan return to their original world!
Are all these things going to be buried in the dust with the death of the high priest? !
The strong emotional fluctuations made Jiang Xuecheng almost crazy!
He almost wanted to reach out and touch the high priestess' throat to try whether she was really dead or just pretending. The medical staff in white coats next to her shouted out quickly.
"Your Highness! Don't touch the priest's body!"
"She has been infected with the CHK virus. If you touch it, even though it won't work on you, it will inevitably carry germs and harm others!"
"Yeah, let's just cremate her body!"
It is said that when a wall falls, everyone pushes it. However, after the death of the high priest, those people turned against him so quickly that Jiang Xuecheng still felt sad.
When Jiang Xuecheng heard what those people said, he turned around immediately. He looked around at the doctors in white coats present and sneered.
"Now you are starting to feel compassion for the world and think about not spreading the CHK-3 virus? Why didn't you know that this behavior was unscrupulous when you were developing it?!"
Feeling the cold and stern aura from Jiang Xuecheng, everyone fell silent.
It was obvious that after witnessing the high priest's suicide, Jiang Xuecheng's emotions fluctuated greatly and others could not afford to provoke him.
Just when the atmosphere was at a stalemate, Ming Ye, who had been injected with anesthetic, opened his eyes with some difficulty.
He woke up.
(End of this chapter)