Chapter 197 Searching for the Abyss with Remaining Bones (Part 8)

Feng Huaijin's chest heaved violently a few times. Looking up at the demon who was looking down at him, he couldn't help but swallow.

Seeing this, Su Yu wrapped her right hand around his neck, her thumb and forefinger pressing down on his Adam's apple with a warning pressure.

He leaned closer, a half-smile playing on his usually indifferent face: "Twelve, what are you thinking about now?"

Su Yu felt that something was wrong with what was happening beneath her.

Feng Huaijin blinked gently, her face flushed, and with her neck pressed down, she uttered a slightly suppressed voice: "...I was wondering, does brother like this position?"

Su Yu remained silent because he had just realized what was coming next.

Su Yu felt hot all over, partly from embarrassment and partly from anger.

This Feng Huaijin seems to be getting bolder and bolder, deliberately provoking us every time.

What's even more despairing is that if you don't take a firm stance, the devil can see through it; but if you do take a firm stance, he can't bring himself to do it because of the twelve people's mental health issues.

Dating is so hard!

Su Yu didn't reply, but chose to get straight to the point. He pressed down hard on Feng Huaijin's neck as a warning, his forehead close to Feng Huaijin's, and he forced out through gritted teeth, "You little brat, open your sea of ​​consciousness."

Feng Huaijin closed his eyes and opened his sea of ​​consciousness to Su Yu as instructed.

But he seemed even more excited.

Brother wasn't wrong to call him that; he does seem a bit perverted.

With his eyes closed, the image of his brother looking down at him with bright eyes, yet also close to him, seemingly cursing him viciously as a brat, automatically appeared in his mind.

But the older brother's shy nature couldn't be hidden at all.

He was clearly extremely embarrassed and angry. He cursed fluently, but he only managed to say one sentence, as if he was worried that the curse would hurt him.

Wow, I love it even more now.

Su Yu didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing that Feng Huaijin didn't make any other moves, she assumed that he had just calmed down for the time being.

He didn't want to think about any more miscellaneous things; he just wanted to hurry up and master the One Chain technique.

Otherwise, if it doesn't work out in a day, Feng Twelve will probably keep asking him every day.

Concentrating her mind and focusing her energy, Su Yu pressed her forehead against Feng Huaijin's forehead and slowly released her own sea of ​​consciousness, drawing out Feng Huaijin's divine sense, allowing the two divine senses to intertwine and merge.

They both had good control over their divine senses; the two divine senses drifted and intertwined, yet always surrounded them.

What's wrong with Feng Shier's divine sense? Why is it sticking to him so tightly? The temperature also seems a bit high; is it being a little too active?

Moreover, when one's consciousness merges with another's, it seems that one's body really does feel weak.

Su Yu couldn't hold on for even a moment, so she simply withdrew her hands that she was using for support and lay directly on Feng Huaijin's body.

His sworn brother and prospective partner, what's wrong with him lying down? Why force himself to put on a show and make things difficult for himself?

The two strands of divine consciousness gradually became indistinguishable, and then separated in an instant.

Su Yu whispered the incantation of the One-Chain Spell in Feng Huaijin's ear, patted him, and gestured for him to repeat it.

The two strands of divine consciousness that separated surrounded the two demons and transformed into two ornaments.

Su Yu now has a pure black anklet on her left ankle, and Feng Huaijin has a thin silver chain around her neck, which is in a blurry line between a necklace and a choker. If it's loose, it can be worn as a necklace; if it's tight, it can be worn as a choker.

...It's hard to say which one is more perverted.

As soon as Su Yu opened her eyes, she saw the new collar around Feng Huaijin's neck. Although she had sensed the jewelry on both sides after her divine sense was activated, seeing it with her own eyes was still more shocking.

He rolled over and landed on Feng Huaijin, lying down beside him with his eyes unfocused and gazing at the sky.

Fang Fang said that the jewelry created from this chain is based on subconscious preferences.

So, he himself is actually quite perverted?

Su Yu lost her color.

Feng Huaijin, on the other hand, was extremely satisfied. As a pure demon, he didn't feel there was anything wrong with it at all; this was simply proof of his brother's love for him!

But when he turned around and saw Su Yu looking so lost, he suddenly remembered that his brother used to be a human, and that humans seemed to be particularly conservative.

Well, I shouldn't show too much excitement, or I might get beaten up by my angry older brother.

While Su Yu doubted her own demonic origins, she also tentatively used the function of the fixed chain.

It's the sound of blood flowing.

"Knock knock—"

It's the sound of a heartbeat.

Feng Huaijin's heart seemed to be beating a little fast; was he very happy?

Su Yu silently withdrew her attention, and the sounds around her immediately subsided. Then, with a thought, she could no longer hear them at all.

He stood up, patted his legs, looked at the sky that was now filled with blackness again, and said to Feng Huaijin, "Let's go back to the camp first."

Chasing Su Yao and spending most of the day with her, and then spending some more time forming a bond with Feng Huaijin, now that they're going back, most of the demons in the camp should already be resting.

Last night, an unknown enemy demon appeared and stole the skeletons. There are still wounded and prisoners in the camp. Sang Tiao probably wants to lure the demon out and deal with it to prevent future troubles, so the camp will not be changed in the near future.

After all, if the enemy's goal is to steal the skeletons, then the entire camp is bait, so they're bound to come.

Feng Huaijin listened attentively to the heartbeat beside him and responded without any change in expression.

Inside the camp, most of the tents were pitch black, with only a few tents lit by oil lamps. Members of the Ink Sea Mercenary Group were patrolling around the camp.

The tent holding the prisoners was one of the brightly lit ones, and two demons guarded the entrance.

A moment later, Yuan Wu and Yuan Jin emerged from the tent with grumpy faces, lifting the tattered cloth covering the tent flap.

If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Why commit suicide? Demons with such backbone should be a minority, right?

"Brother Lang, what brings you here?" Yuan Jin was the first to notice Ying Lang walking this way. Her eyes lit up and she called out to Mo with obvious joy, then asked with concern, "How's your injury? You should rest more recently and avoid coming to places like this."

"Don't worry, I'm much better," Ying Lang said with a faint smile, shaking his head. He looked at Yuan Jin and Yuan Wu and asked, "Why do you both look so gloomy? Did the interrogation not go very well?"

Yuan Wu opened his mouth, but Yuan Jin interrupted, "Those guys inside are threatening to commit suicide at the slightest disagreement, refusing to say anything. One of them even swallowed poison hidden between his teeth. Our group's alchemist is in there trying to save him."

Yuan Wu nodded: "That's right. But those two gentlemen went to find the demon who stole your remains. They should be able to find it. I'll talk to them and let you get revenge."

Ying Lang frowned: "That demon must have a powerful magical artifact that conceals its aura. I was also ambushed, so it might not be so easy to find."

He took a deep breath and continued, "Let the alchemist treat that poisoned demon in another place. He's been busy since last night and deserves a rest. I'll go in and take a look. If I can't find anything out, I might be able to get some information out of him by tricking him."

Yuanwu and Yuanjin exchanged a glance, and after thinking about Yinglang's various schemes to deceive the enemy in the past, they had no objections.

"Okay, then I'll head back now."

"Brother Lang, I'll wait for you in your tent."

"No! Ah Lang is still injured. Ah Jin, restrain yourself and come with me."

"Bastard, let me go!"

The brother and sister left, bickering and teasing each other.

The smile on Ying Lang's lips slowly faded.

When meeting prisoners, one should be serious.