The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

Gu Xijiu certainly did not expect to run into Di Fuyi’s embrace. Her mixed emotions made her feel as if her heart was going to burst out of her chest. She was thinking of pushing him away aggressively but also thinking of latching onto him passionately. She did not know what to do but she held onto his shirt until her fingers turned pale.

Gu Xijiu was rather disappointed when she saw Di Fuyi. He had been standing straight while his hands were by his side all the while. He did not even hug her. She felt a little embarrassed and wanted to let go but was also reluctant to do so.

Di Fuyi finally got to his senses. However, he was still in disbelief. His first response was that Long Moyan had hidden a clone of Xijiu. Di Fuyi would not want to embrace a clone of Gu Xijiu. His first response was to push her away but he did not do so.

Upon closer observation, he realized that the person in his embrace was lively, smelled good, could cry, could be angry, and was trying to break the wizardry barrier. Now that she was grasping his shirt, her beautiful face portrayed both delight and resentment. Her pair of eyes were locked on him, covered in tears.

That was really her! But her body had only been buried not long ago… she would not have reincarnated within such a short period of time, right? Di Fuyi was confused for a moment. However, he was too ecstatic at that moment. Although her presence was rather illogical, he was utterly sure that it was her! No one else could imitate Xijiu.

“Xijiu!” He cried for her in a hoarse voice. Finally, when she was about to leave his embrace, he held onto her, with both his arms locked on her waist. Both of his arms were locked tightly around her until she felt a tinge of pain around her waist. His body was even shivering, and his heart was thumping like a drum in his chest!

Gu Xijiu laid her head before his chest. Listening to his heart thumping, she suddenly felt secure. She loved listening to his heartbeat. The stronger it was, the better! Within Gu Xijiu’s heart was countless of things, but after he hugged her, she cried out, “Di Fuyi, you… you… you bastard!”

In the world, no one else would dare call Di Fuyi a bastard. And even though she cursed him, Di Fuyi felt that it sounded more pleasant than any melody in the world!

He laughed. “Yes, I am a bastard…”

On his lips was a smile, and in his eyes were tears. His shivering voice revealed his frantic emotions. “Xijiu! I never thought… I never thought I could see you again, I never thought I could hug you again, truly feeling your presence with all my heart…”

The two of them held tightly onto each other, each of them not wanting to loosen up.

Gu Xijiu looked around, and she saw Long Moyan from the corner of her eyes…

As Di Fuyi was no longer in control of his sword matrix, Long Moyan had been freed. At the moment, he was looking at Di Fuyi and her with a rather pale complexion.