It really likes its host.

Yun Lian obediently lay in bed with her eyes closed.

"Then let's forget about it and let Liyue take its course."

Her ability to awaken her demonic bloodline so quickly was due to a grand scheme she had been playing around Murong Xiao, which enabled her to successfully awaken it.

The awakening of the angelic bloodline in Liyue was a process of enduring great sorrow and joy before it was fully realized.

Li Yue would never be sad unless she allowed herself to be tortured, and she hasn't had enough fun yet, so she doesn't want to suffer.

He was like a heartless person, indestructible.

In Murong Xiao's room.

At this moment, she felt like she was being paralyzed by a ghost, unable to wake up, struggling in her dream.

In her dream, she and Yun Lian were at odds. From the beginning, she teased Yun Lian until she drew blood, and then she went even further. Not only did she lose the respect that a teacher should have, she almost didn't treat her like a human being.

Yun Lian's beautiful face, which always made her feel dizzy when she looked at it, was scratched by several disgusting people on her orders.

Yun Lian's desperate screams and her tears of anguish made her feel the same way.

"No, no, stop! I order you not to move!"

"Yun Lian, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I never meant to hurt you, this isn't me, don't cry..."

"Aaaaaah!!! What are you doing? Don't tear it, don't hit her! Take out your anger on me, she's innocent!"

Murong Xiao lunged forward, but each time she passed through Yun Lian's body, helplessly watching them wreak havoc.

Watching her go from fierce struggle at the beginning to desperate compromise at the end.