CHAPTER 512: CHAPTER 504: SOMEONE ELSE BEFORE ME?

"Su Ang!" Qian Qi shouted Su Ang’s name.

Understanding the call, Su Ang grabbed her hand. In the next second, they shot towards the dragon’s body, stopping just as they reached near the heart of the Fire Stream Dragon. They exchanged a glance, then placed their palms together.

Subsequently, a hurricane surged into the sky. A towering crimson giant sword manifested amidst the storm, carrying an unstoppable force and speed, fiercely stabbing towards the writhing dragon’s body!

"Roar—"

The crimson giant sword nailed the dragon’s body to the ground, the heart’s Demon Core shattering with a sound, unable to provide the dragon with energy anymore. In the illusion, a giant tiger clamp large enough to block out the sun grasped the Fire Stream Dragon’s heart, snapping it into two under the dragon’s crimson, unwilling eyes!

A proud dragon of an era met its demise.

It was the first time using the Illusion, and Qian Qi was afraid that her unfamiliarity would cause the Fire Stream Dragon to notice anomalies and wake up, so she used almost all of her spiritual power, hoping for a single lethal strike.

The crimson in her eyes gradually faded, and Qian Qi’s steps grew unsteady. She fell into Su Ang’s embrace, looking at the worried gaze of the young man with silver hair, reminding him, "The dragon, it’s all mine!"

Su Ang smiled helplessly, "Yes, it’s all yours."

I am also yours.

Only then did Qian Qi close her eyes in satisfaction.

Just before passing out, she suddenly remembered something.

Does she lose her memory every time she uses "Qian Qi’s" spiritual power?

What about her promise to Su Ang—

Qian Qi wanted to open her eyes to remind Su Ang, but her consciousness had already fallen into chaos, her whole body collapsing.

Reopening her eyes.

Her head lay on Su Ang’s lap. The silver-haired young man seemed to be asleep, leaning against the mountain wall with eyes closed, resting, and under Qian Qi, there was a soft grass mat and coat. The young man’s hand lightly intertwined with her fingers, appearing very intimate.

She blinked.

What happened?

Her memory remained in the illusion woven by the Illusion Beast, where "Qian Qi" had taken a Magic Potion and was battling the Second Spiritual Power, while her own spiritual power curled up in a corner watching them fight, with the white spiritual power ultimately falling behind, about to be devoured by the red spiritual power.

After that, she remembered nothing.

However, she remembered her mission to complete the instance and then help Su Ang fight the dragon.

Why was Su Ang here?

Where’s the dragon?

"System? System?" Qian Qi called out in her mind but received no response.

Where had the system gone?

It couldn’t have sacrificed itself to save her, right!

Qian Qi panicked a bit, and the gap in her memory made her quickly get up, shaking Su Ang awake, "Senior Su! Senior Su! Where’s the dragon?"

Su Ang woke up, looking at the anxious face of Qian Qi, his expression softened involuntarily, "Rest assured, the dragon’s corpse is still there."

Dragon’s corpse?

Qian Qi mulled over it; it seemed the Fire Stream Dragon had died. She glanced around, cautiously probing, "Are we in the instance?"

Su Ang looked at her, his dark star-like eyes blinking slowly.

She seemed a bit off.

As if she didn’t know what had happened.

"Did you sleep muddle-headed?" He raised his hand to pat her head, "We’re outside the instance; you and I killed that dragon together."

"Oh, oh, oh?" Qian Qi patted her head, "Slept a bit muddle-headed, not quite clear for a moment."

Su Ang’s eyes flashed.

Seeing Qian Qi wanting to get up and leave, he grabbed her wrist, pulling her back into his embrace.

"Did you forget something?" he asked in a deep voice, his gaze glued to her face, then sliding slightly to her lips.

Qian Qi looked at his eyes, searching for hidden prey, subconsciously pursed her lips.

What did she forget?!

Could it be "Qian Qi’s" spiritual power was unleashed, and then she experienced amnesia?

It seemed only under such circumstances that her memory would lapse, her brain racing as she watched Su Ang’s eyes on her lips grow darker, carefully opening her lips, "No, no, how could I?"

Was it possible that during their battle they had a moment of life and death, and she, with the mentality of seizing the opportunity, kissed Su Ang?

Qian Qi quickly added loudly, feeling guilty, "Didn’t forget! Isn’t it just a kiss!"

Doesn’t she know herself? Must have kissed Su Ang!

Curse it, just a pity she lost her memory, can’t even recall what her first kiss tasted like!

Qian Qi felt regret in her heart.

"Good that you didn’t forget." Those calm and noble brows and eyes slightly curved, Su Ang pulled the girl a little closer, "To prevent you from reneging, let’s settle the account now."

Qian Qi: ?

So they hadn’t kissed yet?

Her gaze fell onto the light red lips of the silver-haired youth, the skin on the back of her neck turning slowly red. She cleared her throat, not knowing where to place her hands, grasped the little cat doll pinned on the youth’s soft white sweater, and moved her lips over.

Anyway, she quite liked him.

Why not give it a try?

The moment their lips met, the silver-haired youth’s eyes widened sharply.

In that moment, he thought.

She really had forgotten.

But... it’s good that she forgot.

The girl’s left hand gently rested on the silver-haired youth’s right shoulder, tilting her head to deepen the kiss. Su Ang grasped her wrist, his other hand wrapping around her waist, gently rolling her onto the grass mat underneath.

After their lips slightly parted, he gazed deeply at the girl’s tightly closed eyes, softly and slowly caressing her lips. He didn’t deepen the kiss, but rather, as if studying a rare treasure, carefully and clumsily savored the taste of her lips, only realizing with a start when the girl opened her eyes in confusion, closing his eyes with an embarrassed flush on his face.

Su Ang didn’t know how to kiss.

He rarely watched TV, his world having only known life-and-death separations and brutal battles, unfamiliar with how humans effectively kiss or express emotions through kissing. Thus, this kiss was without any technique, like a newborn infant exploring and discovering on his own.

Nonetheless, it was filled with his cautious affection.

Qian Qi couldn’t help but curve her lips, gently using her tongue to trace over the young man’s lips.

The silver-haired young man’s entire face blushed, his earlobes turning red as if dripping blood, feeling warm to the touch.

"I didn’t think, Senior Su didn’t know this either." She teased.

Calling him Senior Su again.

As if in gentle punishment, the silver-haired young man lightly nibbled at her lip.

"You seem quite experienced." His gaze was deep yet bright, filled with contradiction, "Was there someone else before me?"

As soon as he spoke, Su Ang realized that he had never asked Qian Qi if she had a boyfriend.

Although she didn’t seem to have a partner around her, what if she had a boyfriend elsewhere?

The silver-haired youth held her waist tightly, belatedly realizing, "You don’t have a boyfriend, do you?"