Chapter 225: So I’m the Protagonist After All (21)
Sui Yihuan’s gaze shifted from her plain, unremarkable features. Any discerning person could tell the difference between Su Mingxiu’s disguised face and her real appearance. But for some reason, Sui Yihuan couldn’t even bring herself to tell this simple truth.
She had clearly made up her mind to draw a clear line with the other person, to prevent Su Mingxiu from being tainted by the slightest trace of the dark world. But now it seemed that she had overestimated her acting skills.
Seeing that she didn’t say anything, Su Mingxiu, with her rich experience in tragic love stories, continued on her own, “Oh, Your Lordship doesn’t answer, could it be that you’re greedy and want both, so you don’t want to offend either of them? How sentimental.”
As she spoke, the person sitting by the bed reached out with the fingertip that wasn’t stained with blood, trying to hook the other person’s chin. But the Demon Lord didn’t hesitate at all, raised her hand and grabbed it, using so much force that Su Mingxiu’s fingertip couldn’t move forward an inch, unable to even touch a strand of her hair.
Then, Sui Yihuan, her expression as cold as her black robe, moved a few pale fingers along Su Mingxiu’s wrist and took her pulse.
The cultivator, reacting quickly, immediately wanted to withdraw her hand, but the other person didn’t allow her to retreat. Back and forth, the two silently competed. Su Mingxiu couldn’t retract her hand, and Sui Yihuan, because of the other person’s tense movements, couldn’t get any information she wanted.
The two looked at each other silently. After a while, the figure standing by the bed moved first. The pitch-black robe was like a rolling wave, instantly crashing onto the shore, firmly pinning down the prey.
Su Mingxiu couldn’t resist her sudden attack. In the many worlds before, she had rarely been in such a weak position.
But at this moment, she was only tense for a moment before relaxing again, as if finding it novel, her eyes revealing amusement.
“Your Lordship should be gentler—”
She looked at Sui Yihuan intently, her lips opening and closing, the words she uttered not at all like what a righteous cultivator would say, “I don’t like it rough.”
“Uh…” Sui Yihuan’s words, with their double meaning, evoked the images buried deep in her memory.
The damp fishing village cabin, the room swaying with the waves, and the sweat-inducing, blush-inducing temperature.
Her breathing changed, but she forced herself to shift her attention, taking Su Mingxiu’s pulse. After a moment, her expression changed strangely. She looked back at her, her gaze sharp, “What’s inside your body?”
Su Mingxiu blinked slowly and replied languidly, “I’m hungry.”
“Hmm?”
“I haven’t eaten anything all day. I’m so hungry, I don’t want to talk.” The Great Ascension cultivator, who could dominate the nine continents, now showed a weak appearance because of the other person’s insignificant punishment.
Sui Yihuan endured it. After all, she felt guilty. In the end, she still had a cold expression as she took out the interspatial bag she had confiscated earlier and threw it to her.
But the person sitting on the bed, after getting her things back, just slowly got up, walked to the distant table, and took out several plates of delicious food one by one—
Eight-treasure spiritual duck, braised spirit beast elbow, a hundred-year-old mountain delicacy stew, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall…
Including several plates of exquisite pastries, and finally a wine jug made of ice crystals, still emitting mist, with the aroma of seasonal spirit fruits.
Sui Yihuan still stood by the bed, as if she had lost her sense of smell, not glancing at it at all. Su Mingxiu said in her direction, “Aren’t you coming, Your Lordship?”
“I don’t like food from the cultivation world,” she replied coldly.
Liar.
Su Mingxiu thought that she had clearly enjoyed it before. During the six months they were apart, Su Mingxiu herself didn’t have much of an appetite. She made all these because she was thinking about the person in the Demon Abyss. Who knew that after finally meeting, the other person wouldn’t even give her this much face.
So she didn’t insist, just lowered her eyes and said slowly, “I don’t like to eat alone. If Your Lordship doesn’t eat, then I’ll just continue to be hungry.”
The silent figure by the bed finally moved.
A moment later, Sui Yihuan sat opposite her. When her eyelids drooped slightly, the light from the demon stones in the room fell on the side of her face, around her eyes, like a layer of dark eyeshadow, making her features appear deeper, and as if there was a touch of sadness between her eyebrows.
Sui Yihuan ate some food expressionlessly, then looked up at Su Mingxiu with some fatigue, silently asking her: Are you satisfied now?
But the cultivator just raised her hand, picked up a piece of duck meat, and brought it to her lips. After she ate it, she picked up other dishes that Sui Yihuan hadn’t tried one by one. After Sui Yihuan had finished eating everything, she still wasn’t satisfied. She changed chopsticks, picked up a sweet cake, and brought it to her again.
Sui Yihuan, who had been inexplicably fed for a while, now pursed her lips. Because she had experienced too much in the Demon Abyss, she was no longer as patient as before, and now she was a little angry. She didn’t play this game with Su Mingxiu anymore, just pursed her lips and refused to eat, even leaning back slightly and asking in a low voice, “Have you played enough?”
Su Mingxiu put the cake that had been kissed by her into her own mouth, chewed slowly, the corners of her lips curved slightly, just looking at her, not speaking.
Then, the cultivator tried the same trick again, changing to another dessert and trying to feed it to her—then she was grabbed by the neck by the Demon Lord, who couldn’t bear it anymore, and pulled into her arms. Her low voice became hoarse, with three parts command, three parts anxiety, and four parts helplessness from being pushed to the limit, “What do you want before you’ll talk?”
This close, Su Mingxiu could smell the scent on her.
It was cold, the smell of blood.
But the person pulled into her arms didn’t change her expression at all, just blinked, “Is Your Lordship worried about me? I thought you wouldn’t know what it’s like to worry about others in your entire life.”
The information in Su Mingxiu’s words was too rich, but only the two of them understood. This referred to the scheme Sui Yihuan had set up half a year ago, controlling thousands of demons, including Su Mingxiu.
Sui Yihuan had put on a good show for the righteous sects, controlling Su Mingxiu to turn against her in front of everyone, killing those demons, and even injuring her. Everyone saw Sui Yihuan flee in panic, and only the victor remained, clearing herself of the charge of colluding with the demon race with this battle.
In fact, it wasn’t cleared. If Su Mingxiu’s cultivation level wasn’t high enough, those righteous sects would have used the soul-searching technique on her thousands of times.
Moreover, if they really believed her, they wouldn’t have specifically arranged for her to come here this time, and even put a gu on her. Compared to hoping that Su Mingxiu would bring back reliable information about the demon race, it would be better to hope that her cultivation level was low now, and something would happen to her so she could be eliminated…
In any case, if Su Mingxiu was really pure-hearted, with her unclear relationship with Sui Yihuan, if she could injure this Demon Lord, it would be a great thing for the nine continents.
She knew that she had been completely schemed against by the nine continents, and she also knew all the risks of this trip. But Su Mingxiu was still worried, unable to control herself from coming…
The Demon Abyss was too dark, and she was afraid that the little girl who refused to accept her demon identity and felt extremely guilty for accidentally hurting her would be eaten alive here, not even leaving any bones behind.
Some people, just because they looked unharmed and were still standing, didn’t mean that everything was going well and they were safe and sound.
—But all of this, they could have shouldered together. But in the end, Su Mingxiu could only guess what the other person was experiencing in the Demon Abyss alone in those peaceful days, using all her imagination, not daring to stop for a moment.
Sui Yihuan’s expression changed again and again, but in the end, she just closed her eyes.
Then, the bloody smell that had been coldly floating around Su Mingxiu, refusing to approach, suddenly enveloped her. A cold kiss, so cold that it made one shiver, landed on her lips.
The next moment, a sharp pain came.
They seemed to be back in that stormy fishing village cabin, exchanging blood-tinged kisses in the silent, dark room.
Sui Yihuan suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils turning an ominous blood red. She spoke decisively in a commanding tone, “Tell me, what’s inside your body.”
Blue veins suddenly appeared on the forehead of the person in her arms, as if her throat was being choked. Her body trembled slightly, because Su Mingxiu was resisting the power of her demon bloodline!
Her red lips opened and closed, her will constantly struggling. After a moment, her stiff body went limp. This short period seemed to have exhausted all her strength.
Su Mingxiu’s eyes were vacant, and she weakly uttered a few words. But there was no sound at all. Sui Yihuan had to lean down, her ear against her lips, “Say it again.”
The small snowflake remaining on her left ear now swayed slightly with her movements, hanging near the other person’s lower lip. Just as the other person was being commanded for the second time—
That small hexagonal snowflake was suddenly caught between her teeth!
The person whose cultivation suddenly erupted raised her hand and pressed the unsuspecting Demon Lord into her arms, her ten fingers interlocked, pressing on the back of the other person’s neck. While holding her down, the teeth that had teased the earring now intimately, with more force, climbed onto her earlobe.
This time, the roles of the trembling ones were reversed.
Sui Yihuan’s ears were filled with the other person’s moist breath. Her red eyes lost focus for a moment, and she even forgot to breathe. When she remembered to struggle, a half-circle of teeth marks was fiercely bitten onto her ear.
What she brought back wasn’t a pet at all. It was clearly a wild wolf, not letting go of any opportunity to control its prey. The hunting relationship was reversed, and her fatal spot was now in the other person’s mouth.
“Did I forget to tell you?” The person who left a mark on her also had a fierce tone, as if to give her a deep enough impression, “I hate having my memories tampered with the most, and I also hate being controlled the most.”
Compared to the power of the Heavenly Dao at its peak, which could control all things in the three thousand worlds, the control of Sui Yihuan’s awakened demon bloodline was nothing in front of Su Mingxiu.
Her memory was like a sieve, already riddled with holes and broken by the Heavenly Dao, so much so that repairing it took a lot of effort. First, it changed her memories of her previous life, and then it repeatedly tampered with and erased them in different worlds, making those past images like failed paintings, splashed with layers of dark ink by the painter in a fit of anger.
But Su Mingxiu had tried very hard to wipe away this filth. She had tried her best to erase the extra layers, restoring this beautiful scene to its original appearance.
As a result, Sui Yihuan also wanted to pick up the brush and carefully erase this beautiful scene, even though she herself was also in the scene.
—Su Mingxiu would never tolerate this.
Back in the fishing village of the Thirteen Schools, it was because she wasn’t careful enough, all her emotions were focused on worrying about the other person, that she was tricked. But that trick could only make her forget for one night.
After one night, she remembered everything.
As for now, no matter how powerful Sui Yihuan’s abilities were to other demons, in any case, using the same trick on her wouldn’t work.
Relying on the burst of power from her temporary realm elevation, Su Mingxiu pressed the Demon Lord against the table, ignoring the small table that was about to collapse because of their movements, and the cooling dishes that hadn’t been touched much, each of which she had carefully prepared and studied for a long time.
Looking at those red eyes that were no longer panicked by their exposure, Su Mingxiu rarely ended the act first. Without the leisure of playing the stand-in game with the Demon Lord, her tone was still smiling as she approached, but her actions in suppressing the other person were fierce, “I’ve been thinking… Was I too gentle that night, leaving you with too much strength, so that you had enough energy to plan how to leave me?”
“I should have been rougher with you, not allowing you to rest no matter how tired or sleepy I was, so that you wouldn’t even have the strength to move a finger, not even the strength to cry, and could only look at me with pleading red eyes—”
“Is this what you like?”
“If so, I’ll make it up to you now, it should still be in time.”
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