Chapter 539: God Doesn’t Favor You, but I Do 11

Zi Zhu had to admit that even he was shocked by the courage and determination of this little guy.

Chang Le's efforts were not in vain. Although she was the daughter of Lu Chuchen, which made him very unhappy, he would definitely fulfill Chang Le's wish.

Holding Lu Jiuque's wrist tightly to prevent her from continuing to hurt herself, Zi Zhu said with solemn eyes: "Chang Le wants to protect you until death, and will not want to see you get hurt because of her. Let this prince come. If the soul fusion succeeds this time, we will live together. If the soul fusion fails, we will die together."

Zi Zhu's voice was without a trace of ripples, and it could even be said to be cold and hard.

But the deep affection in it, even Lu Jiuque, an outsider, could hear it.

"Zi Zhu you..."

Zi Zhu stared at Chang Le's soul in a deep and inexplicable way.

Would you be willing to live and die with him? Chang Le...

Zi Zhu's hand gently lifted Chang Le up and trembled to kiss her between her eyebrows.

Obviously she was just a soul body, without any contact, but it made his heart crazy and restless.

He was so eager, eager to get close to her...

"Chang Le..."

Zi Zhu called in a low voice, gently picked up Chang Le's soul, and prepared to warm it into his body. Suddenly, a cold and evil spirit emerged and blocked Zi Zhu accurately.

"If you want her soul to fly away, you can warm her up."

This tone, with the unique hoarseness of the boy, but also with a chilling aura, made the temperature around them drop suddenly.

Surrounded by a thick night, Lu Jiuque could only barely see the outline of the figure that suddenly appeared.

The knife-like profile, the high nose bridge, the slightly immature but wild eyes, the tightly pursed corners of the mouth, and the ghostly aura that did not belong to a human.

Zi Zhu's pupils shrank tightly, and his heart was ecstatic. He quickly made a decision and let Chang Le go.

The boy understood Zi Zhu's meaning, nodded to him gently, then bent down, carefully picked up Chang Le, turned around and frowned at Lu Jiuque.

Under the moonless sky,

the figure of the young man was looming in the light of the silver dragon.

Lu Jiuque could feel his substantial gaze, pressing heavily on her.

The dark pupils were particularly deep and deep, as if there were thousands of words gathered in these eyes.

But in the end, these words were condensed into a promise.

"Lu Jiuque, don't worry, I will take good care of her."

I didn't hear it clearly the first time, but the second time Lu Jiuque could fully confirm that this voice was the voice in Furong City, the voice that dragged the soul of Princess Furong into the Styx.

"Is it you?!"

Lu Jiuque took a step forward anxiously, and was held tightly by Zi Zhu. His throat tightened, and he said coldly: "Can you really keep her safe?"

The young man didn't look at Zi Zhu this time, but locked his eyes with Lu Jiuque, and promised like a promise.

"Yes, I will definitely keep her safe." Because, this is your wish, Lu Jiuque...

He is a lovely and kind person. He once swore that as long as it is what you want and what you wish, he will devote his whole life to achieve it for you.

After saying that, the young man moved his feet and disappeared in front of Lu Jiuque like a breeze.

"Wait, wait! Who are you?! Why are you helping me?"

Lu Jiuque shouted loudly and hurriedly ran forward two steps. She almost fell off the back of the silver dragon. Fortunately, Zi Zhu grabbed her in time.