Xiao Lin's eyes widened as he understood what Chen Jun meant. He instantly hugged him tight and started to digging something from his chest inside. Chen Jun's eye flashed as he realized what he was doing. He barely kept stopping Xiao Lin's hand but he couldn't put up his hand. He was failing. At last, Xiao Lin entered his Dragon Scale heart protector and bounded inside Chen Jun's heart.
Xiao Lin started to blood vomiting his hairs turned all gray. Chen Jun's body started to fully recover and before Xiao Lin hit the ground Chen Jun took him into his arm. His tears dripping on Xiao Lin's temple. He started to having trouble breathing. Left In Chen Jun's arm like that old little Xiao Lin.
Chen Jun trembling, rock backing Xiao Lin in his lap. Crying as his heart out with his expressionless face. Xiao Lin reached his hand to touch Chen Jun's face and Chen Jun caught him and nuzzling into his palm. Then Xiao Lin said his last words before he passed out,
I will come back again. Never let u get hurt, I will protect you. Let you live more than thousand years and... I Will Be Dying Under You're Breath Everytime.
Chen Jun's heart was aching more from that pain he felt before when the heart strike nail piercing him, because its the real pain and emotion. he can't bare Xiao Lin dying under his breath. As Xiao Lin's eye's started to shut down Chen Jun gotten worked up and said,
Dare to die and leave me here, I will burn this world. Everything...
But Xiao Lin couldn't put up, passed out on Chen Jun's chest. Breathing slowly. The dagger now showing it's effect on his body. Chen Jun gave that amount of spirit power to keep his body warm. But seeing Xiao Lin in this way Chen Jun felt like he gone out of mind. He putted Xiao Lin in his arms. Resting him in his chest and shouting at everyone,
Xian Shoulder's leave this field, if You don't want to get burned by your own general's hand.
Chen Jun's shoulder backed off leaving the field, only remained those huge Han squad and their high ended vehicles and expensive poisoned blades and arrows.
Chen Jun came forward as his all black rage walking surrounded with his clothe. He laid Xiao Lin in the ground, made a protector barrier with his sword and shoots his eye blade anything came near to his sight then burned everything. The whole field now mixed with sunsets orange sky with the burning fire wave. Chen Jun standing there his clothe and sleeves dripping his bloods and showering his sword. He screamed,
I am indeed 'King of Feud'.
But his tears and eyes never leaving from Xiao Lin who slept front of him with a comforting smile. Chen Jun could feel his warmth even seeing him with closed eyes. Then he stood there until the night comes and the fire fully turned them into ash and mix with night's mist dark blue sky contrasting with the fields gray ash.
Where Chen Jun always come at that time burring his opponent shoulder's corpse and pray for them, here today he is doing this with the rage of made his beloved hurt.
When everything became dark, he took Xiao Lin with him in his pavilion. Laid him down on his bed. Resting him there with care. He was not leaving, like Xiao Lin will disappear again.
Wang Duoling spotted Xiao Lin and Chen Jun from outside. How Chen Jun tearing up with gripping Xiao Lin's hand and kept cleaning his wound's. Then Chen Jun looked at her and instantly she turned her head down with guilt of sneaking. She never seen Chen Jun in that vulnerable state. Chen Jun came outside, closing the door behind him. Then Wang Duoling started to saying intensely,
You're Highness, this young man... sure someone special to you. Our apologies we and i myself also didn't said you before that, the day you gone to heavens gate this man took you to this pavilion way back. You were unconscious and he took a great care... then..
Chen Jun gave a death glare and yelled,
Then?
Wang Duoling flinched and started to speaking with scaredy voice,
Then, he asked about the situation until that day and we ended up saying him everything. Then he stormed off from here. Never came back again.
Chen Jun's eyes widened with guilt. For him today Xiao Lin in this state. He dozed there clenching his fist as he wants to ruin everything comes front of him.
Then he calmed down and reached to his office, seated, writing down a poem. With his wet blooded sleeve and trembling hands.
That poem...