583 Chapter 582 of “Quickly Traveling [Jade Body Exposed]”

Mary Sue, the gangster sister, crosses the demon sect leader [Sixty-three] and bids farewell to you (Part 2 of the ancient ending)

Perhaps because her health had improved, Chu Qing no longer meant to be angry, but actually followed her instructions, spread out the rice paper, lit the ink, and slowly sketched.

Li Xin looked at his strokes and raised her lips slightly, but her eyelids gradually became heavy.

She covered her mouth and yawned, leaned against his shoulder, and whispered:

“I’m sleepy.”

Chu Qing was a little confused. She was still energetic just now, and she only had half a stick of incense, but she looked trapped.It’s just that he couldn’t see her face from this angle, he could only feel her clinging tightly to him.

After thinking for a moment, he patted her on the back and said:

“Go to sleep. I’ll finish the painting when I wake up.”

Even Chu Qing, who was usually smart and attentive, did not see Li Xin’s face as pale as snow.

The waiters next to them had a clear view of everything. However, they had already received Li Xin’s instructions. This time, they pretended that they could not see it and just sighed in their hearts.

Li Xin squinted her eyes in a daze, feeling dizzy. The beautiful scenery of the sunrise and morning light turned into a blur of white light in her eyes.

Vaguely, she seemed to see Tang Chu’s face, and suddenly it changed into Chu Qing’s face. Finally, the two merged, looking at her in grief, muttering something in her mouth, but she couldn’t hear it clearly.

Li Xin subconsciously said:

“I won’t leave, I won’t leave.”

His voice was as clear as a gnat, lightly brushing against Chu Qing’s ears.

When he heard this, thinking that Li Xin was talking to him, he laughed and said:

“Where else do you want to go?”

Li Xin did not answer, but continued:

“You, you…just be fine…”

Chu Qing finally came to his senses, looked at the man lying quietly in his arms, and said doubtfully:

“What’s wrong?”

Li Xin subconsciously rubbed his shoulder, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and closed her eyes lightly:

“Don’t be afraid, we…will…meet one day…you believe me…”

After that, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength and fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

Chu Qing was in an inexplicable situation. He raised his hand to lift Li Xin’s chin, but saw that her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes were densely packed, and there were crow-green shadows hanging down on her face. Her face was actually three points whiter than the paper.

His breath hitched slightly.

The hand reached from her chin to her neck and lifted her up with a little force, but within a moment, she weakened again.

Just this time, a thin line of blood snaked out from her lips, with a gloomy black color, slowly dripping down to her chin, soaking her pure white clothes, leaving a trace of filth.

Chu Qing’s hand stopped like this.

The blood line had not stopped, and blood began to flow from the corners of her eyes and ears, with the same inky color as before, exuding a strong fishy-sweet smell.

Even if the waiter on the side was mentally prepared, it might as well be that Li Xin would leave in such a tragic way.

They subconsciously stepped forward to pick up Li Xin’s body.

After all, in their impression, what their young master hates most is this kind of filth.

But before the waiter could touch Li Xin, a bone-chilling voice escaped from Chu Qing’s throat, with a slight tremor that sent chills down the spine:

“Get out.”

The waiter looked up and was immediately frightened by Chu Qing’s gloomy eyes, and immediately backed away without daring to move.

When Chu Qing saw this, he held Li Xin in his arms again. With his jaw tensed, he picked up the pen that had fallen on the inkstone and slowly sketched the figure in the painting.

Her eyes, ears, lips and nose, her smile.

Chu Qing just painted calmly, and the knuckles of the hand holding Li Xin’s shoulder turned white, engraved into the flesh and blood of the palm, and dyed the gauze shirt scarlet color.

“I believe you.”

He smiled softly, his eyebrows stretched, but his eyes were filled with pure deathly silence.