Chapter 45 Artworks

Lu Zhuokai was kicked down the stairs without any regard for his image. He was stopped by Peng Shan, but he still tried his best to climb up the stairs, muttering "Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan".

When Zhang Yuan noticed Jiang Liyue's movements, she broke away from Lu Zhuokai and tried to run away.

This is also why Jiang Liyue was able to kick Lu Zhuokai downstairs so easily.

Unfortunately, Jiang Liyue was too fast and grabbed her collar almost instantly.

Zhang Yuan struggled violently, veins bulging on her face, but she couldn't budge an inch.

Jiang Liyue still held her neck with one hand, watching her movements with a half-smile.

The scene became a little awkward for a moment.

【puff】

My tendency to feel embarrassed for others has resurfaced.

[Yueyue: I'll just quietly watch you.jpg]

Oh my god, how can this stinky human be so strong!

Zhang Yuan glared at her angrily, her face gradually contorting, the redness in her eyes becoming more and more obvious, making Zhang Yuan's originally pretty face look terrifying.

Blood gradually spread from her skin, flowing down Jiang Liyue's hand and enveloping her.

The remaining blood flowed down the stairs, and seeing Jiang Liyue's condition, no one dared to approach the blood on the ground.

Hou Wu stared in horror at the situation on the stairs, still fearing for his life, and kept filming from a corner with his camera.

Zhang Yuan stared at Jiang Liyue's exposed eyes.

In an instant, her voice became seductive again: "As long as you're willing to give me your body, I'll give you whatever you want—beauty, love."

A red glow flickered in her eyes as she stared intently at Jiang Liyue, her tone exceptionally seductive.

As long as she can possess this woman's body, she won't need to run away.

She might even be able to seduce more men.

Also, that terrifying being next to Jiang Liyue might be useful to her!

Thinking of this, "Zhang Yuan" pressed on: "I know all your desires, as long as you're willing..."

"Excuse me for interrupting." Jiang Liyue smiled and pulled her closer, slowly saying with a smirk, "I seem to have all of what you're talking about."

Instantly, the blood covering Jiang Liyue's skin receded, revealing her fair skin once more.

In contrast, Zhang Yuan's face seemed even paler, as if she had lost all vitality.

It was inherently weak and could only rely on bewitching others to absorb power. As a result, it was discovered before it could even succeed in targeting its first target, Lu Zhuokai.

If the other party is not misled, it will also suffer a backlash.

Jiang Liyue curled her lip in disdain, glanced at her, and said with obvious disgust, "This is it? What can you give me?"

[Hilarious! What's with all this talk about beauty and love? Isn't Yueyue beautiful enough? Plus, she has a handsome husband by her side!]

[Please look at Yueyue's face again and say what you want to give her?]

The disdain in Yueyue's eyes was almost overflowing.

"Wife." Zhou Yulin's voice rang out behind Jiang Liyue at this moment, "Don't touch anyone else."

He calmly stepped onto the blood on the stairs; the blood dispersed automatically before it even touched him, as if it were afraid of something.

Zhou Yulin walked up behind Jiang Liyue in a few steps, and his large hand slowly grasped the strange hand that Jiang Liyue was pulling.

The five fingers, like greedy snakes, gradually slid into her palm.

Zhang Yuan was released and fell to the ground with a thud.

He simply stood there quietly, and "Zhang Yuan" dared not move, lying prostrate on the ground, unable to even muster any thought of resistance.

Zhou Yulin merely glanced at her coldly before looking away, staring intently at Jiang Liyue: "Wife, don't run so fast next time, let me do it, okay?"

He lowered his eyes and repeatedly stroked Jiang Liyue's hand, his voice surprisingly carrying a hint of grievance.

"You promised to protect you."

Jiang Liyue felt a little embarrassed as she recalled the scene from earlier and the incident of kicking Zhu Ming away.

It's all due to instinct!

She blinked innocently; it wasn't her fault.

"I ran so fast and you didn't even come to help me! What were you doing just now?!" Jiang Liyue immediately glared at him.

Zhou Yulin froze for a moment upon hearing this.

He never paid any attention to these tiny insects; to him, they were nothing more than ants that he could crush at will.

He had always focused all his attention on Jiang Liyue.

I was stunned just now, mainly because I was attracted by Jiang Liyue's bright red skin.

The color of the blood on her skin made her original skin appear even whiter, and her originally delicate and sweet face took on a seductive quality.

He only felt anger rising in his heart when he realized that the blood belonged to someone else.

What kind of garbage dares to let Yueyue smell like it!

Seeing that Zhou Yulin remained silent, Jiang Liyue threw herself into his arms and pointed at "Zhang Yuan" on the ground to complain: "Husband, she just said she wanted my body."

Watching them flirt and banter, Zhang Yuan, who was eventually noticed, thought: "Ugh, you two lovebirds! Showing off your love in front of me is one thing, but you had to bring me up too?!"

Zhou Yulin wrapped one arm around Jiang Liyue's waist and glanced coldly at the woman on the ground with a distorted expression: "You deserve to die."

Zhang Yuan's body began to tremble violently, as if she were being skinned alive. Her skin gradually peeled off, and she let out painful screams.

The voice seemed to contain a terrible resentment, hoarse and unpleasant.

Down the stairs, Lu Zhuokai, who had finally calmed down, seemed to be driven mad again by the shrill screams: "Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan! Let me go!"

His body seemed to have unleashed its full potential, and even Peng Shan and Yuan Le couldn't hold him down.

Lu Zhuokai ran up the steps like a madman, but before he could even get to the top, Jiang Liyue kicked him back down the stairs.

His body rolled many times on the stairs, and this time no one caught him; his head hit the ground directly.

It made a loud thud.

Everyone present felt a slight headache coming on.

Faced with Jiang Liyue's sweet, ever-smiling face, he was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Zhang Yuan" seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and finally her body went limp and collapsed into a lump of flesh.

The blood eventually coalesced into a crown inlaid with rubies, which fell crisply to the ground.

The ruby ​​on top was already cracked, and Zhang Yuan, lying on the ground, had completely lost her life.

Bewitched by the strange entity, he sacrificed his own body. Even after the strange entity left, his body was already dead.

Moreover, her skin had peeled off layer by layer, revealing the bright red flesh underneath.

Lu Zhuokai slowly opened his eyes at this moment, and his mind returned to normal.

He was in pain all over his body. He got up from the ground, still remembering what had just happened. He turned to look at Zhang Yuan, who was now completely silent.

His face flushed red with a mixture of anger and shame, and his eyes practically blazed with fury.

Peng Shan already disliked him, and seeing this, he deliberately spoke sarcastically: "Oh, Young Master Lu, where is your Yuanyuan? Why don't you go find her?"

Zhang Yuan's death was not actually gruesome; her face was intact, and her skin and flesh were separated without any additional wounds.

The flesh beneath the skin appears to be still pulsating.

Against the backdrop of the blood beneath her, she resembled a vibrant rose in full bloom.

But those eyes were fixed on the ceiling with resentment and anger.

Is this the skill of a master? It's practically a work of art; it looks delicious!

Coach, I want to learn this.

I think I can understand why he said Zhu Ming's corpse had no aesthetic appeal.