Because the high priest had given him an overdose of hallucinogenic drugs, Mingye still felt physically exhausted even after he was given the antidote.
He reluctantly opened his eyelids, only to feel his entire body become heavy.
But at a glance, there were no colorful tubes on the body, and no holes were pierced on the skin.
So, I was rescued in time
Ming Ye's expression was stern. He blinked several times with great effort, and finally his vision felt clearer.
What came into view were numerous human figures, and Jiang Xuecheng's tall figure was the most eye-catching.
Mingye held onto the wall and stood up with difficulty.
"What happen to you guys?"
Seeing that no one was talking around, Ming Ye narrowed his emerald eyes, and his originally hazy vision became clearer.
When Jiang Xuecheng heard Ming Ye's voice, his heart suddenly broke.
He woke up from his anger and immediately turned his head to look towards Mingye.
"Mingye, are you okay?"
Ming Ye nodded towards Jiang Xuecheng, and the moment Jiang Xuecheng turned his head, Ming Ye suddenly noticed the blood-stained glass cylinder behind Jiang Xuecheng!
etc!
The figure in the glass cylinder seems to be... the high priest? !
Ming Ye's pupils suddenly constricted, and he staggered forward. A guard next to him saw how difficult his steps were and subconsciously wanted to help Ming Ye.
However, Ming Ye hated strangers getting close to him the most, and he glanced at the other person almost subconsciously.
Even though his body had not fully recovered, the cold ice-green pupils still startled the guard and he withdrew his hand instantly.
This look is so creepy!
However, Mingye's enchanting emerald eyes are indeed not something a normal person can possess.
…
Mingye struggled forward relying on his own strength. After taking a few steps, he finally felt that his legs and feet were not so weak anymore.
He walked to Jiang Xuecheng's side and stared at the body falling in the glass cylinder.
"The high priest...she...is dead?!"
Mingye had never found speaking so difficult.
My throat felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead. After a dull pain, I could hear my own hoarse voice.
It was difficult for Mingye to describe his feelings at that moment.
Is it anger? Is it joy
Or is it disappointment, or indescribable loneliness? …
The scarlet bloodstains in the glass cylinder made the woman who had stopped breathing look even more eerie.
This is the woman who created him and brought him into this world.
Even though he was not the high priestess's biological son, he was connected to her blood in another way.
But this woman gave herself not the joy of new life, but endless pain, sorrow and even despair.
Ming Ye always thought that one day he would kill the high priest with his own hands.
But I never expected that day would never come.
Because the high priest is dead.
And it was suicide.
She was born with extraordinary grace, but when she died, her clothes were stained with blood, and she was curled up in a glass cylinder in a cowardly manner!
Isn't this simple way of dying too easy for this woman? !
This woman has ruined the lives of so many innocent people, how could she just... die? !
…
Jiang Xuecheng looked at the movement of Ming Ye's thin lips and knew that the shock and resentment in his heart were no less than his own.
To some extent, Mingye is also a pitiful person. He was created like a tool and came into this world without any light, without blessings and expectations.
At this moment, Jiang Xuecheng suddenly felt some sympathy for Ming Ye.
Mingye always said that he wanted to kill that woman with his own hands.
But no one expected the high priest to commit suicide.
Jiang Xuecheng couldn't help but sigh and spoke softly to Ming Ye.
"This woman died very lightly, but she left so much trouble for us to deal with."
Mingye's fingers trembled slightly.
—His goal has always been to kill the high priest with his own hands, but if the high priest is dead, what is the meaning of his living in this world
It was as if the only goal in life had simply been dashed, leaving nothing to be desired.
Ming Ye took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and buried the confusion and unwillingness in his heart.
"I seem to remember that before I passed out, the high priest said he wanted to perform a full-body blood transfusion on me..."
Ming Ye paused, and the face of the high priest when he spoke vaguely appeared in front of his eyes. The other party just looked at him like a purely loving mother.
But the high priest said at that time.
—I created you, so it’s only natural that you die for me, right
My heart suddenly felt a little painful.
Although Mingye never cared about life and death, nor did he care how he would die.
However, the high priest's words were like a sharp sword that pierced his heart.
—Anyway, no one in this world cares about you, right? What's the point of you living? You might as well die for me.
Ming Ye threw those complicated thoughts out of his mind. He looked at Jiang Xuecheng solemnly. The previous trace of pain was gone in his expression, and only indifference remained.
"If a full-body blood exchange with Su Wan can eliminate the CHK-3 virus in her body, then you can use my blood to restore Su Wan's health."
Mingye's voice was cold and desolate, without any emotion in it.
However, before he finished his words, Jiang Xuecheng suddenly frowned and blurted out almost subconsciously.
"Do you know what you are talking about? If you give Su Wan a full-body blood transfusion, she can indeed survive, but you will die!"
Ming Ye pursed his thin lips, and his expression still showed nothing unusual.
"I know that death is not an important thing to me."
He has always been very clear that he is just an outlier who was born without anyone's expectations, and he cannot even be considered a normal "person".
The high priest's previous words were undoubtedly a reminder of this point. His existence was just a kind of pathology, not to mention that no one in this world loved him.
In fact, life is not that much fun.
After the death of the high priest, his only obsession was fulfilled.
When Jiang Xuecheng saw Ming Ye's calm expression, his body suddenly stiffened.
Now he didn’t think that Ming Ye loved Su Wan so much that he was willing to die for Su Wan.
It seemed that after the conversation that day, Jiang Xuecheng vaguely felt that he somewhat understood this young man with whom he had an inextricable bond.
Jiang Xuecheng frowned and said this in a decisive tone.
"You may not mind, but Su Wan and I do!"
Using other people's lives in exchange for their own survival is not something Jiang Xuecheng and Su Wan can accept.
"you-"
Ming Ye was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Jiang Xuecheng to reject it so quickly.
"But the virus in Su Wan..."
Jiang Xuecheng shook his head lightly at Ming Ye with a resolute look.
"We now have the information and personnel of the high priest in our hands. We are not at the end of our rope yet!"
(End of this chapter)