Chapter 2: You Owe Me a Love

“Heh, I was just about to ask since you didn’t introduce yourself. After all... this demon hunter never kills those without a name! But your names as a young couple... they do carry a certain ominous aura.”

“Then... what is your name?” Mingxi suddenly asked. The man blinked in surprise, wondering if this fox demon also wished not to die at the hands of a nameless foe.

So he generously replied, “Jiang Yi.”

“Very well...” Mingxi fell silent for a moment, then a faint, inexplicable smile curved the bloodshot corner of her lips. “Do you know why I asked for your name?”

Her jade-green beastly eyes grew ever more bloodthirsty. An unfamiliar power surged through her delicate palm as purple-black flames flickered within it. Before Jiang Yi could react, a sharp claw snatched his neck, and with a sickening snap, mercilessly broke it in an instant!

Jiang Yi hadn’t even closed his eyes when he saw the barely alive, poison-stricken fox demon Mingxi standing before him, her bloodthirsty gaze chilling him to the core.

...Little did he know, that was her final act of strength.

“...Because, like you, I don’t kill the nameless!” The claw released him, allowing the still-open-eyed man to collapse.

Jiang Yi was dead. The demon hunter who had destroyed them... was dead.

Mingxi suddenly laughed—a laugh stiff and tinged with bitter irony.

Staggering forward to the head that had shattered her hopes, her mind was utterly blank.

Her body slackened, collapsing beside that head. Summoning her last ounce of strength, she clutched it tightly to her chest.

His breath still lingered.

Mingxi suddenly felt as if the entire world had fallen silent. No one would disturb them anymore...

“...Liar.” A faint voice whispered into the rain-soaked night, so feeble it was immediately swallowed by the darkness.

“Xuanyuan Feng! You liar!!!” Mingxi felt the world spin wildly. Weak and lying on the ground, she somehow summoned a shred of strength to scream hoarsely, “Five hundred years... I waited for you five hundred years! You promised you would leave tomorrow and marry me! Why... why did it have to end like this?!”

Tears streamed endlessly, but the pouring rain washed them away. Mingxi sobbed uncontrollably, mourning the loss of her beloved’s remains, crying out her heartbreak and despair.

Tomorrow was supposed to bring everything she had longed for—she would don the bridal attire she had awaited for five centuries and truly become the wife of the boy she adored.

But... heavens... why must you be so cruel, so stingy as to deny me even one extra day?

And you... Feng... why did you break your promise? You promised to marry me tomorrow... you promised!

Why... why must you answer me with this?

Suddenly, her body felt lighter, a bone-chilling cold piercing through her flesh... through her heart...

“Feng... I’m so cold... so cold...” In the icy rain, she held her beloved’s head close, instinctively seeking warmth, but the tighter she clung, the deeper the cold crept in...

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