Chapter 735 Unfortunate Events (1)_1

His heart clenched with pain, and he raised his hand to her lips, bidding her to cease her self-torture.

His voice was filled with compassion, and his eyes were brimming with tenderness and heartache, "Fool, I'm alright."

Seeing his eyes open, Qinghe hurriedly examined him from head to toe, noticing a faint chill over his body, but it didn't seem to cause any discomfort. Thankfully, he was fine. The Soul Devouring Knife was forged from the Ten Thousand Years Permafrost after all. She had experienced the same thing before; it would ease with time. However, when emotions fluctuated greatly, the cold of frozen miles would burst forth.

But, Qinghe's eyes widened. Where was the knife?

Weisheng Yueren, observing her bewildered expression which was so adorable it made one want to squeeze her, suddenly let out a chuckle.

He made a gesture that was out of character for his aloof demigod persona, pouting his lips and gesturing towards his own hand.