Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 628 - 625. Freddys New Cellmate (Third Update)

Chapter 628: 625. Freddy’s New Cellmate (Third Update) Chapter 628: 625. Freddy’s New Cellmate (Third Update) The seawater was ice cold.

Alex watched as Du Wei drifted further and further away from her, her gaze filled with deep reluctance.

And yet, she also released her right hand.

The fragments of the Evil Spirit Scalpel and the lone remaining eye of the shadow did not hesitate to follow him.

The shadow was forever loyal to Du Wei.

Alex’s memory fragments made her aware of this.

She did more than give Du Wei the hope of life; she also returned the shadow to him.

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“Stay with him for me.”

Just as Minette chose to live in the past but let Alex accompany Du Wei.

Alex made the same choice.

When it comes to heartlessness, both men and women can be truly heartless, but the reverse is also true.

In the end.

Alex closed her eyes, was dragged down into the vortex, and sank to the seabed.

…

The fragment of the Evil Spirit Scalpel instantly reached the comatose Du Wei’s side.

The seawater parted on its own.

Black mist was boiling.

It finally formed the outline of a shadow, but except for the eyes, the rest was extremely dim, appearing extremely ethereal.

The shadow had only one eye left.

The envelope emerged from Du Wei’s pocket, floating beside him.

The two Evil Spirits, which at first had irreconcilable conflicts with Du Wei, had now become his most loyal subordinates.

To them.

They existed only for Du Wei.

Because of the bond between them…

Well…

There was no bond at all, the shadow was forcibly turned into a shadow by Du Wei, and the thought of resistance did not exist; the envelope had signed a contract of servitude, self-manipulated, brainwashed, and became a boot-licker.

But no matter what, they were the ones who had been with Du Wei the longest.

They stayed with Du Wei, protecting him until he would float to the surface.

But just at that moment.

The comatose Du Wei, as if sensing something, struggled to open his eyes.

They were pitch-black and ice-cold.

He saw everything below.

He saw Alex, he saw Lock Ghost Puton, and he also saw a stele plunging into the seabed.

There was no differentiation of the whites of his eyes, and upon opening them, a strange fluctuation flickered.

Du Wei stretched out his hand, and on the back of his right hand, the pattern of a pointer immediately appeared.

The Mark activated.

The next second.

He held Alex in his arms, and his cold gaze fell upon Lock Ghost Puton below, who had half of its head restored, menacing and ghastly.

That look carried a certain cryptic power.

“Eternal life?”

“I will give you eternal torment.”

Having said that, Du Wei closed his eyes, and Puton disappeared without resistance.

…

Alex only felt soreness in her body.

Her consciousness seemed to be trapped in some strange vortex, with scenes flashing by incessantly, but those images were fragmented and not systematic.

She seemed to understand a lot.

Yet also seemed to understand nothing at all.

Whew…

Alex suddenly opened her eyes and gasped for breath.

She looked around and found herself in a clean hospital room.

“Where is this? Wasn’t I dead?”

Alex’s voice was confused, and then she seemed to remember something urgent and blurted out, “Du Wei… Where’s Du Wei?”

At that moment.

The door to the ward swung open.

A middle-aged couple rushed in—it was Alex’s parents.

They had been taking care of Alex and had just stepped out to discuss some matters when they heard their daughter’s voice.

Alex looked at her parents excitedly and said, “I… Dad, Mom… How is Du Wei? Is he alright?”

Lawrence spoke in a complex tone, “He… he’s fine, I’ve arranged for him to have the best room and the best doctor, he will certainly be alright.”

How could he be alright…

Alex felt as if she had been doused with cold water, her excitement immediately freezing over.

In her eyes, as blue as the sea, shimmering tears began to flicker.

She immediately threw off the blanket and pulled out the needle from her right hand, stepping onto the floor with bare feet. But her extremely weak body couldn’t support her, and she collapsed to the floor with a pained groan.

Alex’s mother hurried to help her.

Dad Lawrence said with anguish, “Your current physical condition is really bad; don’t worry too much. Du Wei is the Wittebach family’s son-in-law, and he certainly won’t come to harm, I promise you.”

Alex said with a sob, “I don’t want to hear it; I want to see him, I need to be sure he’s really alright.”

Lawrence said sternly, “Calm down, you lie down in bed, I’ll call the doctors and nurses over. What’s most important for you right now is to rest properly; otherwise, when Du Wei wakes up, do you plan to meet him looking like this?”

Alex covered her head in pain.

“What’s wrong with my body? I remember that I should be alright.”

Her mother helped her back onto the hospital bed.

Lawrence said, “It’s hard to explain. You were clearly in the family’s hospital, but somehow you ended up in Borad City.”

“Moreover, you walked barefoot, carrying Du Wei on your back from the seaside to Borad City Central Hospital through the typhoon and torrential rain, over ten kilometers.”

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“If you don’t rest properly, you really will collapse.”

Lawrence spoke with gravity, feeling extremely distressed for his daughter.

Alex looked bewildered.

Then, she shook her head vigorously, and only then did she remember what had happened before.

She recalled that after waking up, she and Du Wei were lying on the coastline. The typhoon in Borad City was severe at the time, and she couldn’t find anyone to help.

She couldn’t wake Du Wei up either.

The dark figure didn’t respond at all.

She could only carry Du Wei on her back, following the guidance of the envelope, walking over ten kilometers to Borad City Central Hospital.

Alex couldn’t remember what had happened after that.

All she remembered was holding Du Wei’s hand tightly, as if someone had pried it open, and then darkness engulfed her vision, and she lost consciousness.

Alex took a deep breath, wiped away her tears, and said weakly to her parents, “Put us in the same room please, I don’t want to be apart from him anymore…”

…

Elsewhere.

Inside the sterile ward.

Du Wei lay on the hospital bed with his eyes firmly closed, an IV drip hanging from his hand.

Surrounded by numerous machines, the doctors occasionally glanced at him and then at the cardiac monitor.

“His brain waves have stopped, and besides the normal vital signs, it can be determined that he is in a vegetative state.”

“But he is the son-in-law of the Wittebach family, we have to use every means to wake him up.”

“Let’s hope he’s just having a long dream.”

…

Indeed, that was exactly the case.

In Du Wei’s dream.

He sat on a stele about two meters high, dressed in black, with a sullen expression.

The envelope hovered around him.

Freddy stood below, his face full of flattery.

In front of him was Puton, with limbs pierced by chains and pinned tightly to the ground.

His injuries were very severe.

At the last moment, he forcibly pulled Alex back, so now his consciousness could not control his body; he could only stay in the dream.

It would take at least a week before he could return to reality.

This made him very upset.

“Freddy, Envelope, think of a way to torment this Puton. I want him to live forever in my dream, enduring endless centuries of torture and pain.”