She's extremely good-looking.

Her eyelids drooped, and her long, curled, jet-black eyelashes were visible.

A cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye looked as if it were weeping blood.

Her lips were pink and delicate, stunning at first glance.

Su Yan stopped in her tracks.

The man raised his eyes.

They don't have alluring peach blossom eyes.

Those eyes gave off a rather innocent feeling at first glance.

It evokes a sense of purity and beauty in people.

She recognized that face.

The Junyu itself.

He didn't say anything, he just leaned against Su Yan's chest and looked at her.

After a long pause, only one sentence

"What's wrong, Yanyan?"

Su Yan stopped in her tracks.

She looked around.

Everything was shrouded in mist, so I looked down.

It felt like stepping into shallow water, where the water was clear and rippling.

Her face was clearly reflected in the light.

She asked

"Who are you?"

The people next to him smiled.

"Yanyan, it's me."

Su Yan didn't say anything, but simply raised her hand and grabbed the man's neck.

She looked at him intently.

"If you don't tell me, I'll strangle you."

Su Yan exerted force, and the man coughed.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Su Yan loosened her grip slightly.

Suddenly, the person revealed a strange smile.

His fingers turned grayish-white, and his nails hardened and stabbed straight at Su Yan.

It happened so fast it was almost too late.

The two were very close to each other.

There was simply no time to defend against it.

Sizzle.

The fingernail dug into Su Yan's shoulder blade.

Su Yan's expression remained unchanged as she raised her hand.

Turn over.

They pressed his head down with both hands and used the force of his fall to pull it off.

Boom!

The body fell to the ground.

It did not transform back into its original form.

It still looks like the Junyu.

Lying there made Su Yan frown slightly.

She knew he was a fake.

But I still don't want to see it.

Look away.

He covered his wound.

Xiao Hua exclaimed

"Host, you are injured!"

Su Yan responded.

"It's nothing, it's not serious."

Xiaohua felt both sorry for him and confused.

"Host, you know perfectly well that he is not Lord Junyu, so why are you still lenient with him?"

Blood flowed down his shoulder blade, soaking his clothes.

She pressed it down and continued walking forward.

"It's just a guess, but there's still a 10% chance it's him."

After all, she had been holding him the whole time.

They didn't realize it had been switched.

I fear that I'm not only under a spell, but also experiencing auditory hallucinations.

That's why she let go when she saw him vomiting blood.

Little Flower muttered softly

"If this were Little Red, the host would definitely have killed it."

The host has always believed in himself.

Only when I'm with Lord Junyu do I think so much, and only then do I have so many uncertainties, for fear of hurting him.

Su Yan covered her wound and continued walking forward.

Ahead was a vast expanse of white.

Faintly, I could hear the sound of a soft humming tune.

The scene gradually changes.

Surrounded by darkness, she found herself in a prison.

Walking through the prison corridors, you can smell the damp, bloody stench.

Each cell was empty except for a single candle burning.

The candlelight flickered, making it somewhat dim.

The further you walk, the clearer the singing becomes.

The voice was light and cheerful, suggesting that the singer was in a good mood.

Only in this kind of environment.

Listening to such a tune again becomes somewhat eerie.

Until Su Yan reached the deepest part of the prison.

There is no road ahead.

A huge black cloth blocked the door of a prison in front.

You could tell that she was very close to singing.

Su Yan looked around.

Finally, raise your hand.

He grabbed the black cloth and yanked it off.

With a whoosh.

The black cloth mingled with the sound of the wind, creating a noise.