Chapter 14 Chapter 14 The strings of reason broke inch by inch, violently...

Her tongue deftly pried open his teeth, and the bitter blood was passed into the devil's mouth, but for him it was an irresistible and addictive delicacy.

The strings of reason broke inch by inch, and the desire for gluttony once again took control of Reese's body.

He clasped the back of her head with his hands, and licked away the blood beads with his barbed tongue, chasing every trace of blood. He rubbed his lips and tongue against hers like a swimming fish, and his throat made a small, hoarse gasp as he swallowed.

The corners of his eyes glowed with a strange red, a hazy mist appeared in his eyes, and his pupils shrank into strange vertical lines.

Unfortunately, Lin Miao was holding his long hair and enjoying his kiss peacefully, so she couldn't see his half-beast appearance.

Otherwise she would definitely yell "his father's hell beauty" (not

The tranquilizer gradually took effect, and Reese's consciousness slowly returned. When he realized what she had done, and what he had done, with a "boom", the blood in his body rushed uncontrollably in the opposite direction, instantly rushing straight to his cheeks, burning him so much that his whole body trembled.

His dark golden pupils widened, his eyelashes blinked violently, and he looked at Lin Miao in disbelief.

“You, you, you…”

"Me, me, me?"

Lin Miao was in a very good mood and her eyes were shining.

"I'm just feeding you blood." She spread her hands innocently, "You wanted to kiss me back, didn't you?"

Reese's CPU is about to burn out.

He was about to speak but stopped, and finally forced out a sentence: "How can you be so unrestrained...?! Can you kiss someone's mouth casually?!"

"But you're not a 'human', you're a demon?"

Lin Miao deliberately picked out the loopholes in his logic and refuted him with a smile.

"Even the devil is not allowed!" Reese wanted to talk to her about her "bad" behavior, but was interrupted by Lin Miao's actions.

She placed her hand over his heart.

"Master Reis," the girl smiled, with stars in her eyes. "You really like it too, don't you?"

"Otherwise, why is your heart still beating so fast?"

The demon lost all ability to speak at this moment.

He could only let her fingers circle the scar on his chest through the thin fabric, whispering like a lover.

"——The moonlight is really beautiful tonight, don't you think?"

My heart is in turmoil.

…

For Lin Miao, the new map had already been used to its full potential. Rather than risk being found and expelled by Gabriel, she preferred returning to the Cerberus Castle to embrace the caress of her own bedroom bed.

Of course, there was no way the three-headed dog could refuse this request.

After leaving enough gold coins for Evelyn, Reiss took her to a nearby teleportation array and returned to the castle overnight.

Perhaps the kiss and the word "torture" really brought too much impact to the furious leader. His golden eyes looked up at the sky and down at the earth, but he didn't dare to look her in the eye.

The devil told her in a very calm voice that he needed to sleep for a few days to repair his injuries and didn't know when he would wake up, but that enough food had been prepared for her and placed in the kitchen freezer. Then he walked into the bedroom with his hands and feet together.

With a "click", he actually used magic to lock the door.

...Lin Miao reflected deeply and painfully on the fact that the mighty three-headed hellhound had to be on guard against a human like her to this extent.

She knew she was wrong.

I'll dare to do it again next time.

Lin Miao threw herself onto the soft bed and rolled a few times.

She might as well retreat. Anyway, the progress had reached this point and she was a bit stuck.

...It must be because she has been putting too much energy into a dog recently!

Maybe she should change her focus.

Lin Miao thought drowsily before being captured by Zhou Gong.

Friends who are often in love know that the fastest way to forget a man is to find another man.

On the first day that the three-headed dog began its retreat, Lin Miao dug out a feather from the interlayer and tore one of them into pieces.

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No matter how many times she traveled through space, after experiencing the swaying feeling of her consciousness being folded and her body being squeezed, she would feel nauseous from the inside out.

But this thought disappeared the next second after landing.

The scent of old parchment and sandalwood lingered in her nose. Unlike the quaint library in the Styx Castle, a truly grand library lay before her.

A giant stained-glass window is embedded in the north wall, and rows of carved bookshelves with mahogany textures are so high that they almost touch the dome. They are filled with bamboo slips, paper books, and scrolls with various covers.

Lin Miao stretched out his hand and touched several layers of shelves under the bookshelf.

No ash.

She narrowed her eyes and walked straight along the numbers on the side of the bookcase, and suddenly stopped at one moment.

A man with waist-length silver hair stood on a tall ladder, holding three or four books in one hand and a thick ancient book in the other, trying to put it back on the bookshelf above.

He wasn't wearing the outer robe he'd worn when we first met, only a pure white tunic and a gilded waistcoat. His collar buckled over his neck, and his cuffs were buttoned tightly to his wrists, still impervious to air.

His movements were calm and graceful, his slender, gloved fingers gently brushing the spine of the book, as if he were caressing a treasure.

From her angle, she could just see the light filtering through the stained glass onto his profile, giving it a soft, golden edge. His eyelashes were very long, casting a shadow beneath his eyes, and the semi-bright, semi-darkness made his nose even more three-dimensional.

Apparently, he lost his grip and the ancient book fell to the lower shelf, forcing him to bend down to pick it up. His white robe fell naturally as he leaned over, the fabric of his robe faintly revealing the smooth lines of his back, and the ornate golden waistband further outlined his taut, lean waist.

...It makes my heart beat faster for some reason.

Lin Miao's breathing hitched slightly. Seeing that he hadn't noticed her yet, she simply leaned aside and enjoyed this visual feast with relish.

Unfortunately, the good times didn’t last long.

Zhi Ling quickly noticed her gaze and turned his head. The azure ocean stirred slightly, and Lin Miao could only feel a gust of air, and in the blink of an eye, he landed smoothly in front of her.

...So why do we need a ladder? Lin Miao was very confused.

She looked up.

Only when I got closer did I realize that Mr. Zhiling was wearing a golden headband. A thin chain strung together a carved metal auspicious beast, with tiny golden tassels dangling from each end, adding an otherworldly aura to his beautiful features.

"What brings you to me?"

A voice as clear as pearls and jade rang out, and Lin Miao turned her gaze back to his deep blue pupils, crossed her arms over her chest, and smiled faintly.

"If there's nothing wrong, can't you come?"

"You only have three chances to teleport. I thought you would make good use of it." He said calmly.

Lin Miao raised an eyebrow. "Then what do you think it means to 'make good use of it'?"

"...You should maximize its value. For example, observe on your own and find many questions for me to answer." Zhi Ling paused and answered patiently.

"Oh, is that so?" Lin Miao nodded thoughtfully and suddenly took a big step towards him.

"But I think... its greatest value is that it allows me to see you."

The girl's voice was clear and charming, and his face was reflected in her pure black eyes, as if at this moment there were only the two of them in the huge library and even the entire Holy Continent, and he was the only one she could see.

"...Don't try to do to me what you did to him."

Zhiling's voice sounded a bit cold and angry.

"I'm not your target to tame!"

"I never said this to him." Lin Miao opened his eyes wide and tried to defend himself anxiously.

She certainly hadn't said the exact same thing to the three-headed dog, so it wasn't a lie.

Realizing his own loss of composure, Zhi Ling closed his eyes and calmed his breathing, his voice becoming slightly hoarse.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to blame you." He turned around, his silver hair hanging down neatly behind his head. "Please follow me."

Zhi Ling led her to the lounge and sat her down on the crimson velvet sofa, while he half-knelt on the other side of the elegant long table. He lifted the purple clay teapot and poured boiling water into the tea leaves, a rich aroma filling the air.

A pair of snow-white gloves lifted the dark brown teacup and held it steadily in front of her.

"This cup of tea is an apology." Zhi Ling lowered his eyes gently.

"I haven't asked you how your mission is going yet."

"Progress..." Lin Miao drawled out his tone.

Suddenly, she curled her lips and said, "I thought you knew everything."

His hand shook violently, causing the teacup to tilt, and the light brown soup splashed onto his silk gloves, staining a large area of ​​the snow-white gloves.

The long eyelashes were lifted, the storm swept across the deep ocean, and then quickly returned to silence.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

A soft light flashed, and the stain disappeared immediately. Zhi Ling withdrew his hand, made another cup of tea for her, and offered it to Lin Miao.

Has anyone ever told me that Mr. Zhiling's acting is really bad? She thought casually, took the teacup and took a sip.

The water temperature is just right, fresh and sweet.

She blinked. "So you're saying that the figure I saw in the town on earth that night wasn't you."

Zhiling: "Let's not talk about whether what you saw was just an illusion. Even if I really went to that town, it was just a qualified contractor who was worried that something had really happened to his partner and that he couldn't complete the mission. So I had to come to take a look. Can you just assume that I was—"

He paused abruptly, and after a long while, he softly continued the rest of his words.

"Spying on you?"

The dark black and the blue sea collided silently. Lin Miao averted his gaze for a moment and smiled as if nothing had happened. "You're right. Let's not talk about this anymore, let's talk about something else."

"Since you say I should ask questions, will you tell me the answers to them?"

"Three chances to ask questions." Zhi Ling thought for a moment and answered cautiously.

"I will tell you everything I know, as long as I can answer it."

“It’s a deal.”

Lin Miao clapped his hands cheerfully.

"First question. I'd like to know the cause, process, and outcome of the great war between Heaven and Hell a hundred years ago."

"…your 'one question' covers a lot of ground."

Zhi Ling frowned and said jokingly, then sighed silently.

"That has to start with the birth of the Demon King."