Chapter 1100: No Matter What, I’m Here

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However, at this moment, Beiting Huang couldn’t listen to any of this. She took a deep breath, and after her tears fell, she couldn’t stop herself. She muttered with a deep lack of confidence, “If I could restrain myself and not be so arrogant, if I could attack when I was stronger, it wouldn’t be like this. There are so many citizens and they trust me so much. They’re actually all from the four great families, but it’s all because of me…”

“No!” A dry and warm hand landed on her shoulder. Beiting Huang was shocked and turned her head abruptly. She saw that the image in the memory crystal had turned into a living person standing in front of her.

Yan Ye squatted down in front of her. Even though he was kneeling on one knee, his height was still comparable to Beiting Huang, who was sitting on a high stool. Yan Ye’s snow-white fingers gently wiped the tears off her face.

The heartache in his purple eyes was so obvious that it reflected Beiting Huang’s teary eyes, making him look so pitiful. Yan Ye reached out and pulled Beiting Huang into his arms. “Huang’er, don’t cry. If you weren’t so arrogant and confident that you wouldn’t be afraid even if the sky collapsed, would the people of Huang City still be convinced by you? They don’t blame you. Those who lost their homes and died are waiting for you to avenge them. Have you forgotten?”

Had she forgotten? How could she forget? How could she forget the words that those who had died shouted desperately when they were devoured by the crack in the ground? “Lord Beiting Huang won’t let you off!”

Beiting Huang was pulled into Yan Ye’s arms. She could smell the fragrance of lotus from his body. The exuberant blood energy on his body brought an exceptionally warm feeling. Her cold heart was slowly warmed up. Beiting Huang held Yan Ye’s black robe tightly with both hands. The embroidery of the nine-petal red spider lily pierced into her palm. The slightly rough feeling made her find herself bit by bit.

“Don’t be afraid. No matter what, I’m here!” Yan Ye gently stroked her hair. Her hair and body were already drenched in cold sweat. Yan Ye’s hand slowly caressed her, and the innate true fire dried her body layer by layer. “If you feel wronged, cry. Huang’er, always remember that I’m your man, a man that only belongs to you. In front of me, you don’t have to have any scruples. You don’t have to suffer.”

“The reason why men want to become strong is to provide the strongest protection for their women!”

“You will head to the 33 Heavens. One day, you will become stronger. One day, my Huang’er will stand at the peak of this world and look down on the Rubis World. At that time, you will have enough strength to step on the Spirit God Race!”

For the first time, Yan Ye’s voice was not as casual and ethereal as before. It was so gentle and low with a hint of hoarseness. He whispered softly in her ear, like a nursery rhyme she had heard before. Beiting Huang slowly relaxed under the hot spring-like sound and leaned towards Yan Ye.

Yan Ye hugged her in time and held her in his arms. He slowly got up and carried her up. He kissed the side of her face gently and walked towards the bed.

There was the sound of sobbing in his arms, as helpless as a child. Yan Ye stopped in his tracks and his hands involuntarily tightened. No one saw his eyes at this moment. The beautiful demonic purple color was already so black that no color could be seen. It was like the eternal night, like the endless dark universe, like the chaotic world that had yet to open. Even the light did not dare to approach.