Chapter 50

man! ! !

Mo Xiaoxin's alarm went off as she tried to get rid of the strange feeling, but she couldn't move her body and could only let him touch her all over.

But it must be said that, thanks to the man's massage, the pain in her body suddenly lessened a bit.

She was in a secret room before she fell into a coma due to the poison, and only Leng Huai knew about that secret room. It is likely that Leng Huai brought her out of the secret room.

That person must be Leng Huai.

But what is he doing?

Could it be that they are trying to detoxify her?

But with that movement, it started in the arms, then the shoulders, then the neck, and continued downwards...

She felt her face getting hot, unsure whether it was from being immersed in hot water or from those large hands.

Fortunately, she was unconscious, otherwise Leng Huai's actions would have made her so embarrassed that she would have wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground.

I don't know why Yue would give her this kind of poison, that she needs it to relieve the pain.

After a baptism, Mo Xiaoxin felt herself being lifted into the air and picked up again, and then she was placed in a bucket of cold water.

Those large hands massaged her again, for two hours in total, until the pain in her body finally disappeared.

However, this time, not only did the pain disappear, but her self-esteem also vanished.

She gave up resisting and simply acted as a massage therapist, giving her a massage.

She actually seemed to enjoy it...

Just as she was drifting off to sleep, those strong hands lifted her from the bucket, dried her off, and gently carried her to a soft bed.

Perhaps she had been tormented by the pain for so long that she was exhausted, and she fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that it was already dark.

A faint candlelight still shone in the corner of the room. Through this candlelight, she looked at the familiar bed curtains and sat up abruptly.

Looking around, he saw Leng Huai lying on the ground with his back to him.

Recalling what had happened before, she couldn't help but blush.

She wanted to say, "We've already seen it all, and we've already touched it all, why are we still being so distant?"

But if Leng Huai really were sleeping next to her, her first reaction upon waking up would probably be to kick him off the bed.

Mo Xiaoxin lay down again and closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep. Her mind was filled with the things Leng Huai had done to her.

Unable to sleep, she could only stare at the bed curtains and think about all the things that had happened recently.

In a daze, Mo Xiaoxin seemed to see a cloud of black mist floating in the air. She was startled and tried to call out to Leng Huai, but the black mist enveloped her in the next second. She couldn't make a sound, but her mouth was wide open, which looked very strange.

She shrunk into a ball and followed the path of the black mist into Leng Huai's body.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Xiaoxin found herself in a pitch-black space, with no light around her.

An overwhelming chill swept over her, causing her to shiver involuntarily.

What place is this?

Could it be Leng Huai's stomach?

The thought of it slowly being digested sent chills down Mo Xiaoxin's spine. Fortunately, after observing for a while, there was no sticky gastric juice.

She walked forward, and suddenly she saw a heart that was even darker than the darkness itself.

His heart was pounding so hard it looked quite frightening.

Mo Xiaoxin reached out and touched it, feeling the powerful beating of the heart, which was even many times faster than her own.

The moment she touched her heart, light shone through the darkness, and the black mist appeared behind her without her noticing.

"Who exactly are you? Why did you bring me here?" Mo Xiaoxin asked.

The black mist laughed loudly a few times, and it was a woman's voice that sounded sarcastic: "Who I am is not important, what matters is this..."

The black mist pointed to the image that appeared next to the heart.

A handsome little boy is playing on a swing with several other children of similar age, and he is laughing very happily.

He silently followed behind Mu Xiaoxiao, willingly pushing her on the swing. He refused to let the other brothers push her, even when his hands were tired and sore.

Mu Xiaoxiao was the first person to reach out to him when he was in dire straits and alone. He was very grateful to her, and he was willing to risk his life for her, even if it meant going through fire and water.

He would occasionally show off his special abilities to everyone, and the flames he spewed out seemed particularly unusual among these ordinary human children.

The flames drew admiration from many children, and the little boy basked in the envy of his friends.

Of course, some people envy him, while others are jealous of him.

On one of his solo shopping trips, several boys blocked his way, calling him a monster and saying that this demon dared to mingle with humans. At that moment, Mu Xiaoxiao appeared and stood in front of him, protecting him like an angel, speaking up for him and defending him.

Mu Xiaoxiao has several older brothers who are skilled fighters, so they naturally dare not offend her, otherwise they would be in deep trouble.

Mu Xiaoxiao said comforting words to the little boy, who was very grateful to Mu Xiaoxiao because of his sensitive and fragile heart.

Without a doubt, this little boy is Leng Huai when he was a child.

The scene suddenly shifts to a terrified and frightened face. It's the same face, but the little boy's expression is completely different from his previous joyful one.

He looked at the densely packed corpses on the ground, and rushed home like a madman, only to find that his family members were all dead, including his sister who had called him "brother" and the severed arms of his brothers who had walked alongside him.

Then the scene suddenly shifts, showing a battle between a little boy and an ancient mythical beast. Driven by the obsession with the murder of his loved ones, he fights the beast like a madman. But at the most crucial moment, he discovers that Mu Xiaoxiao, who is always obedient and calls him "brother," is in cahoots with the enemy and actually wants to kill him.

He was originally very powerful, and the divine beast was almost unable to withstand him, but because of Mu Xiaoxiao's betrayal, he was seriously injured.

His eyes revealed disbelief and an overwhelming sadness.

His sister, his beloved sister, his closest relative, betrayed him.

This was something he could never have imagined.

Mo Xiaoxin's face showed complicated emotions. After going through all these things, it was no wonder that Leng Huai's personality was so cold. Even his closest and dearest loved ones treated him like this. She was family that Leng Huai had truly cared for, and the trust he had worked so hard to build.

A heart doesn't grow cold overnight.

After defeating the ancient divine beast, he gradually established himself in the Demon Realm, and everyone in the Demon Realm supported him, making him the new ruler of the Demon Realm.

Mu Xiaoxiao arrived, crying and begging him to forgive her.

Remembering the happy times from his childhood, Leng Huai forgave her.

He took her to the Demon Palace and wanted to give her a sinecure, but Mu Xiao said she wanted to atone for her past mistakes. She didn't have any particular skills, so she said she wanted to help in the kitchen. Leng Huai couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he agreed.

At first, he had someone keep an eye on her, but later he found that Mu Xiaoxiao was just quietly working in the kitchen every day, so he was relieved.

But one day, Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly left without saying goodbye, and he then learned of her hidden martial arts skills and her ability to make medicine.

He couldn't help but recall the assassins who had approached him one after another during that period, some disguised as dancers, others as guards.

He still didn't know how these people got through the heavily guarded gates of the Demon Palace, but if one of his close friends had let them in, it would have been easy.

This section's visuals revolve around Mu Xiaoxiao's situation; a thick red line connects to a black heart, seemingly providing a continuous source of nourishment for the heart's indelible wounds.

Mo Xiaoxin then looked at the image along another thick line.

That was when Leng Huai was even younger.

His face was dirty and he wandered the world. When he arrived in the human world, he was too young to control the powerful magic within him. He accidentally destroyed other people's stalls and houses, making everyone hate him like a rat in the street.

His stomach was growling with hunger, and he wanted to eat a steamed bun, but because he had no money, he stole one and was chased and beaten by the shop owner for three blocks.

He mingled among the beggars, and they bullied him. Enraged, he used his magic to kill one of the beggars, and the other beggars dared not provoke him anymore, and all kept their distance from him.

Unable to stay in the human realm, he had no choice but to come to the demon realm.

The demon realm is divided into the northern and southern realms. He came to the northern demon realm and demonstrated his abilities in front of everyone.

The people of the Northern Demon Realm were amazed by Leng Huai's abilities. They all vied for him because he seemed foolish yet possessed great magical power, and wanted him to be their servant and work for them for free.

Leng Huai was being fought over; when had he ever been in such a situation as a child?

He was eventually taken by a seemingly kind middle-aged man. The middle-aged man appeared to be quite prestigious among the group, and the others fell silent because of his arrival.

He thought he finally had a place to belong and felt a sense of anticipation.

Who knew that this seemingly kind man was actually a wolf in sheep's clothing?

He had a demon-fighting arena where thousands of monsters were captured and forced to fight each other for the people above to watch.

Leng Huai became one of the new prey captured by the middle-aged man.

He was imprisoned in a large cell, and an iron chain was pierced through his collarbone, causing excruciating pain with even the slightest touch. He screamed in agony for two days before he could barely adapt.

The prison was filled with many monsters, all of whom looked quite young and were trembling with fear.

Only a boy sitting quietly in the corner, staring blankly at the ground, caught Leng Huai's attention. He looked about Leng Huai's age, and the boy had two horns on his head. Leng Huai knew at a glance that he was a rhinoceros monster.

The boy saw Leng Huai walking towards him, and the two looked at each other. Leng Huai saw a different look in the boy's eyes than in others, and the two became good friends with a tacit understanding.

The boy's name was Mu Tai. He was usually quiet and reserved, and was often forgotten in a corner. But Leng Huai could tell that Mu Tai was actually very smart, and his eyes revealed his wisdom.

Mu Tai told Leng Huai that the monsters here were all captured and used as playthings for the powerful and wealthy, who could beat and kill them at will. If they caught the eye of the powerful and wealthy during the arena, they could leave with them. If they encountered a good master, they might have a better life, but if they encountered a bad one, their fate would probably be even worse than here.

Leng Huai was indignant that their lives were being played with by these people. Mu Tai told him that this was how the world was: only those with power, influence, status, and strength could firmly grasp their own destiny; otherwise, they would be manipulated by others.

Leng Huai thought he had arrived at a safe place, but he never expected to have entered a wolf's den.

The next round of fighting is about to begin, and the middle-aged man leads the powerful and wealthy into the prison to select their prey.

Mu Tai told Leng Huai that if he didn't want to be chosen as prey, he should behave himself and play an inconspicuous role in the crowd. There were too many people here who wanted to stand out and get rid of the painful life in prison. They would rather become prey who might sacrifice their lives than become hopeless trash here.

How easy is it to behave oneself in a prison with so many people?

Being law-abiding means you might go hungry, be constantly starving, and be bullied by others.

Leng Huai is no pushover.

He had long resented these people for taking his food away just because he was new.

While the food was being distributed, someone saw that he was silent and looked like someone who could be easily bullied, so they shoved him. Leng Huai completely snapped. He couldn't be as calm and collected as Mu Tai, letting others bully him like that.

Without saying a word, he punched the man directly. The man was older, taller, and stronger than him. Leng Huai, seeing how thin and small he was, felt no pain or itch when he hit the man. The man sneered and sent Leng Huai flying far away.

Leng Huai's magical power was already uncontrollable, and he fiercely attacked the man. The boy did not expect Leng Huai to have such powerful magical power, and was beaten until he vomited blood and fainted on the ground.

This scene was witnessed by the dignitaries who were brought in by the middle-aged man.

They took a liking to Leng Huai at first sight.

The wildness and anger in Leng Huai's eyes made them feel that these were the qualities of the prey they wanted to see.

If he were to appear in the arena, it would surely be a bloody and exciting spectacle.

Leng Huai was immediately chosen as the candidate for the next match.

Leng Huai had no desire to fight in the arena for these people to watch, so he refused outright.

The middle-aged man instantly became displeased and ordered someone to pull the iron chain from Leng Huai's collarbone in front of him.

The pain in his chest was something Leng Huai would never forget. He was forced to stand in front of the middle-aged man, who then slapped him hard across the face.

He was still young at the time, and even though he didn't want to be controlled by others, he couldn't withstand the pressure of a large group of people on his own.

Left with no other choice, he had to go to the arena.

The arena was in the center of a huge circular arena, surrounded by spectators.

With a loud rumble, the iron gate was flung open, and under the watchful eyes of the powerful and wealthy, he walked into the arena.

The space was spacious, but he was all alone.

He became the center of attention for everyone.

Immediately afterwards, the iron gate opposite was also opened, and a small, seemingly frail girl walked in.

The little girl was shorter than him, but her eyes were filled with a fierce, murderous intent, as if she wanted to cut him to pieces, which was completely inconsistent with her delicate appearance.

Leng Huai never showed any fear; his eyes remained disdainful throughout.

The girl thought Leng Huai was looking down on her, and became even angrier. She roared and stretched out countless thin threads towards Leng Huai.

"So it's just a spider demon." The onlookers burst into laughter. "Legend has it that spider demons are clever and resourceful among monsters, and they have many tricks up their sleeves. Today we're going to have a good look at one!"

Amidst the laughter and conversation, Leng Huai's hands were bound by countless fine threads, rendering him unable to move.

With ease, Leng Huai was bound to the sky by these thin threads.

Under the girl's disdainful gaze, she slammed him heavily to the ground.

Leng Huai was thrown so hard that his head was bleeding profusely, and the impact nearly shattered the bones of the collarbone chain on his chest.

"No way, who chose this little boy? His skills are so low?"

"They were defeated so quickly, how boring!"

Everyone voiced their dissatisfaction, one after another.

The middle-aged man standing not far away had a gloomy face, his complexion alternating between pale, red, and white.

The middle-aged man yelled at Leng Huai, who was lying motionless on the ground, "You little brat, get up! Show me what you've got! Don't play dead!"

Leng Huai remained motionless; his eyes were closed, and he appeared to be dead.

The little spider girl was a bit confused. She frowned, walked up to Leng Huai, and shook his shoulder: "Hey! Stop pretending, I know you're not dead!"

Leng Huai whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Cooperate with me."

"What?" The girl was taken aback.

"If you want to leave here and don't want to be manipulated by them, then listen to me."