Chapter 175: Dark Fairy Tale, Cinderella Makes a Deal with the Devil (33)

The last time she attended a dance, Chen Yuan had been to the back garden and was very familiar with the path.

She skillfully avoided the maids passing by and slowly groped her way to the back garden.

The scene was still as beautiful as that night. The roses were in full bloom, and the water drops on the petals reflected the bright moonlight.

The cool air was mixed with the rich scent of roses, rushing into Chen Yuan's nostrils.

She sniffed, suddenly feeling dizzy.

[Host, be careful, there are drugs.]

Wangzai blocked Shen Yuan's senses in time.

Shen Yuan nodded in agreement, and a chill unconsciously rose up his spine.

Just approaching the back garden triggered the drug device. What kind of unspeakable secret is hidden in the room on the easternmost side?

She lowered her eyes in thought for a moment, and when she raised her head again, her delicate and beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

At some point, an extra shadow appeared on the ground.

"Dusulah..."

A strange and cold voice sounded from behind.

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"hiss,,,"

His head was splitting, as if he had been hit hard by a stick, and the pain was so severe that Shen Yuan could hardly open his eyes.

There seemed to be the sound of wind all around, and the cold air was uncontrollably drilling into her pores. The thin dress on her body could not resist the coldness that penetrated deep into her bones.

"woke up?"

A hoarse and terrible voice came from my ears. It was very unpleasant. My throat seemed to be cut by a sharp knife and was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Shen Yuan opened his eyes with difficulty, but all he saw was darkness.

Her eyelids were covered with a thin layer of soft cloth. It felt smooth to the touch and would not hurt the delicate skin around her eyes, but it was enough to block her entire vision. Occasionally, a little light would shine through the center of the cloth, adding a sense of inexplicable fear.

"Raphael?"

The girl was tied to the iron bed board, with her hands and feet bound. Her long, shiny black hair was spread out and pressed under her body, looking charming and beautiful.

She bit her lower lip in fear, and her teeth left shocking traces of blood on her delicate lips. The gauze dress could not hide her snow-white and gorgeous skin, which looked broken and withered.

"It seems that you still remember me, good girl."

Raphael was wearing a pure white tuxedo with large bloodstains on his sleeves, which had begun to dry and turn black.

The blood spurted out in large spurts, clearly the result of a throat cut with a dagger or sword.

He curled the corners of his crimson lips, the smile on his face was gentle and friendly, but the movements of his hands were frightening.

I saw him leaning slowly against the iron bed, with a lazy posture, and he seemed to be playing with something in his hands.

Looking closely, what was being played with between the slender fingers was actually a round eyeball.

Raphael rolled his eyes with one hand, and with the other hand pulled a strand of Shen Yuan's hair, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it deeply and affectionately, like a wild dog seeing steamed buns.

"Don't touch me!"

Chen Yuan turned her head away in resistance, her delicate brows furrowed tightly, filled with disgust and loathing.

Raphael narrowed his eyes and smiled suddenly.

He retracted his hand that had pulled out Shen Yuan's hair, grabbed the cloth in front of her eyes, and pulled it off suddenly.

The darkness was dispelled by the sudden dazzling light. The extremely dazzling light swayed on the ceiling, stimulating Shen Yuan's pupils.

She closed her eyes uncomfortably, and after a few seconds, she came to her senses.

What comes into view is a damp and empty environment, like a dungeon where prisoners were held in ancient times.

The pure black walls were broken due to years of disrepair. Rain had left moss-like marks on the walls, emitting an unpleasant stench.

This smell does not seem to be emitted by moss, but rather like rotten meat that has not been processed for many days and has been spoiled by mosquito bites, resulting in a nauseating feeling that is almost enough to make people vomit.

"Tsk tsk, don't look at me like an enemy. I'll be unhappy."

Raphael chuckled, like a gentleman with excellent etiquette and manners.

The movement of his eyeballs in his palms became faster and faster, showing his crazy and terrible mood at the moment.

Dusula's expression of extreme disgust made him feel extremely unhappy.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and fiercely pinched Shen Yuan's fair and beautiful neck.

"Well!"

A severe feeling of suffocation came, and Shen Yuan's fair and pretty face quickly turned red and she couldn't breathe.

"I didn't want to kill you, but why didn't you obey? I let you leave the palace, so why did you come back to seek death?"

As his voice grew louder, Raphael's grip on Shen Yuan grew stronger, almost breaking her neck.

There was always a smile on the corner of his mouth, the arc of his smile was dark and terrifying, and his eyes were filled with extremely crazy paranoia.

Why?

He had already let her go, why did she come back to seek death?!

"Ahem...let go!"

Shen Yuan struggled violently, the chains that bound her limbs squeaked, leaving bright and glaring blood marks on her delicate skin.

Her eyes turned red from the pain, her nose felt sore, and she kept crying.

The pain this body felt was different from that of an ordinary person. If Argos had not licked her wounds and improved her immunity, she would have been unable to withstand Raphael's crazy pinching.

The hot tears slid down the corners of her eyes and slowly hid among her black hair.

Just when Shen Yuan was about to faint, Raphael finally let go of her hand.

Chen Yuan breathed in deeply as if he had been pardoned, greedily absorbing the oxygen in the air. His face turned terribly red and his veins bulged.

But even in this disheveled appearance, she was still stunningly and dazzlingly beautiful, like a bright and juicy red rose.

Raphael could clearly feel his heart beating violently.

"Plop, plop."

It nearly jumped out of his chest.

He was mad and wanted to possess the beautiful girl in front of him.

When I first saw it, I wanted to do this.

His stupid and short-sighted brother actually fell in love with Cinderella, not knowing that Dusula in front of him was the most dazzling pearl at the ball that day.

But it’s better this way, this way Dusula will be his alone.

Thinking of this, the curve of Raphael's mouth became bigger and more exaggerated.

His eyes widened wildly, and his gaze was like a sharp sword, almost able to cut through Shen Yuan's thin dress inch by inch.

Beneath the dress, there is the girl's seductive body, beneath her skin, there is gurgling blood and blue veins...

Just thinking about it made Raphael almost crazy with excitement.

He was breathing heavily, and his jade-like facial features were ferocious, like a vulgar beast.

The hot breath coming out of the nose was unusually sticky.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"

Shen Yuan struggled desperately and violently, his face showing fear and shock, and the light in his eyes almost shattered into pieces.

But the more she struggled, the more she aroused Raphael's desire for torture and destruction.

He slowly leaned down.