Chapter 68: Scene 10: Falling into a Trap

"Chu Xinglan" outside the door was stunned for a moment, then dodged the attack of the broken shadow in a rather clumsy way.

He stared at Ruan Chao, suddenly raised the corners of his lips, revealing an extremely strange smile, and asked with some curiosity.

"…How did you figure that out?"

Ruan Chao frowned and answered him impatiently: "It's broken everywhere."

"Whether it's the tone of voice, the movements or the behavior, you are all imitating him. Even if you just stand there and do nothing, I know you are not him."

That's an exaggeration.

But Ruan Chao knew in his heart that he was most likely the demon cultivator that the store owner had mentioned. Knowing that he had bad intentions and was malicious, he naturally did everything he could to belittle him.

The pretty girl raised her slightly pointed chin, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"I would like to ask you, where do you get the confidence to think that I won't recognize you?"

"Chu Xinglan's" smile grew bigger and bigger, and his laughter became more hoarse.

It seemed extremely abrupt and jarring in the quiet room.

Ruan Chao frowned.

On the one hand, it was because this abominable demon cultivator used Chu Xinglan's handsome young face to do things that ruined his character, which made him disgusted and uncomfortable.

It feels like my eyes are hurt.

On the other hand, it was because... they were making such a big noise, and Chu Xinglan lived next door to him, so it was impossible for him not to hear it. But Chu Xinglan still hadn't come over until now, so it was very likely that he had encountered some situation, or was tied up by something.

Ruan Chao held the sword tightly in his arms.

Shattered Shadow is Chu Xinglan's natal spiritual sword, and it should be able to protect him.

He suppressed the sudden panic in his heart and tried hard to maintain a calm appearance.

"Chu Xinglan's" laughter suddenly stopped at this moment.

His eyes were dim, and he whispered, "Since you are so smart, why don't you take a look at the sword in your hand... and see if it still looks like what you remember."

Hearing his incoherent words, Ruan Chao glanced at the fragments in his hand subconsciously.

His pupils trembled slightly and his face turned pale in an instant.

What he held tightly in his arms was not a frost-white long sword, but a long, smooth, black snake.

The scales on the snake's body reflected a faint light in the sunlight, its tentacles were cool and slippery, and it secreted an unknown strange mucus.

The black snake arched half of its body, and its slit-shaped vertical pupils without any emotion were staring at him coldly, hissing and spitting out its bright red tongue.

It seemed that in the next moment, it would bite him without hesitation and spit out foul-smelling venom at him.

Ruan Chao screamed.

He quickly threw the black snake in his arms aside.

Everyone knows that the Nguyen Dynasty was most afraid of snakes.

I have a natural, uncontrollable fear of cold-blooded animals such as snakes.

Whenever I see it, I can't help but feel my legs go weak and my whole body tremble.

When he was young, he was always playing crazy in the mountains and was chased by a python as thick as his waist. The python was extremely fast and could rush three or four meters away with just a twist of its body.

Although he managed to escape from Shekou in the end, Nguyen Chao was so frightened that he had a high fever for three days and three nights, and almost turned into a fool.

Afterwards, it also left a serious psychological shadow.

Ruan Chao breathed rapidly and barely came to his senses.

The black snake seemed to be stunned by his fall.

He shook his round head on the floor.

Then it swam towards him again at an extremely fast speed.

The narrow room was not big enough for Ruan Chao to hide. No matter where he hid, the black snake would swing its nimble tail and rush towards him quickly, as if it had set its sights on him and would not stop until it bit him.

Nguyen Chao was anxious and afraid.

I have absolutely no idea why the fragment turned into a snake out of nowhere.

Was it done by the demon cultivator?

When?

The broken shadow never left his sight from beginning to end. Even so, could the evil cultivator with cunning means switch the two?

Where did the real fragments go?

…

Countless questions filled Ruan Chao's mind, but he had no time to think about them. He watched the black snake getting closer and closer to him, chasing him faster and faster...but there was no one outside the door, and he didn't know where the demon cultivator had gone.

The Nguyen Dynasty had no other choice.

I could only run out of the room.

I plan to go to the next door where Chu Xinglan is to avoid the limelight...

He had just stepped over the threshold when the world suddenly spun in front of his eyes.

My body felt like it was being controlled by someone and was completely out of control.

He took a few steps forward mechanically, then his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

When he regained consciousness, he was in a closed cave, with a damp and rotten smell in his nostrils.

He tried to stand up and vomited twice, but nothing came out.

The vision was dark.

Looking out from the cave entrance, one can only see the night sky with a dim moon and few stars.

Heaven...wasn't it already dawn a long time ago?

Nguyen Chao still clearly remembered that he changed into a white long skirt and simply tied his hair into a bun in front of the bronze mirror.

He lowered his head to check the clothes he was wearing.

A light green skirt... the same one I wore yesterday.

Could it be that he fell into the trap of the evil cultivator from the very beginning? Not only was Chu Xinglan fake, the broken shadows were fake, but even the dawn was fake.

Everything is fake.

It was all under the temptation of the evil cultivator that this dream became so real.

Ruan Chao moved his body and forced himself to calm down.

His hands and feet were tied up tightly with coarse linen ropes, and the circulation of his spiritual power was very sluggish, obviously he was affected by something.

He is now in a completely passive situation and can only wait for the demon cultivator to show up and then counter his moves.

Ruan Chao was very self-aware and knew that it was basically impossible to save himself under this situation, so he could only wait for Chu Xinglan to save him.

Therefore, the most important thing now is to delay time.

"...Awake?" A familiar hoarse voice suddenly rang in his ears, interrupting Ruan Chao's thoughts.

Ruan Chao's body stiffened and he turned his head to look at the person who came.

It was a completely unfamiliar face.

It wasn't like in his dream, where she disguised herself as Chu Xinglan.

The stranger had a handsome face, with narrow eyes and a high nose bridge. He was not like the demon cultivator that Ruan Chao had imagined, with an ugly face with green face and fangs.

He hid in the shadows, staring straight at Ruan Chao, his narrow eyes flashing with a sinister aura, and spoke in a low voice.

"I thought that I had already plundered all the beautiful women in Yunzhou City, but I didn't expect that I almost missed a stunning beauty like you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to reach out and touch Ruan Chao's face.

Ruan Chao dodged with a look of disgust.

The demon cultivator raised his eyebrows, not caring much: "Okay, beauties who please the eye always have some privileges, I won't touch you for now."

Ruan Chao wanted to move away from him and tried to lean back. His back touched the rough cliff wall. He stopped when he had no more room to retreat.

The demon cultivator said nothing.

He just kept looking back and forth at Ruan Chao with the eyes of a man looking at his prey.

It showed that he was already in his pocket.

Ruan Chao stared at him warily.

"What on earth do you want to do by arresting me?"

"...What do you think?" The demon cultivator coughed lightly. For some reason, his voice became a little weak, as if he was out of breath.

Ruan Chao half-closed his eyes and saw that he was covering his right shoulder, with black air constantly oozing out from between his fingers... as if he was injured.

When ordinary cultivators are injured, they will bleed; when demonic cultivators are injured, they will ooze black air...there's nothing wrong with that.

The demon cultivator noticed his gaze and sneered, "It's impossible that he sees you as pretty and treats you as vases in front of him for admiration."

Ruan Chao lowered his eyelashes.

The stone wall behind him was so sharp that it seemed that it could wear out the rope around his wrists. He slid back and forth on the stone wall, trying not to make any sound.

The demon cultivator saw through his trick and kindly reminded him, "You'd better save your energy. This area is full of formations I set up. Even if you wear out the rope, you can't escape."

The Nguyen Dynasty's movements slowed down slightly.

Pupils constrict slightly.

There was a rustling sound nearby, and the demon cultivator stood up.

He pulled out an unconscious girl from the side, held her gently in his arms, and smoothed her messy hair, revealing the girl's pretty face.

Then he lifted the girl's slender wrist, opened his sharp teeth, and bit it.

The girl was awakened by the pain and let out a short cry.

The demon cultivator changed his previous gentle and considerate attitude and slapped her hard: "Stop making noise."

The girl's scream stopped abruptly, and a clear slap mark soon appeared on her fair cheek. She seemed to be scared by the slap. Even though her skin was bitten through by the other party's teeth, she only dared to make a few weak moans.

She cried pitifully, her tears wet her hair between her cheeks, her whole body was shaking, she bit her lips, trying hard to suppress the trembling of her tears.

However, the evil cultivator had no mercy on her and continued to swallow her blood in big gulps.

The sweet and fishy smell of blood lingered clearly in his nose, and he could also hear the gulping sound of someone swallowing something... Ruan Chao felt like vomiting again.

As time passed, the girl's voice gradually became weaker, and only occasionally her body would flip over like a fish on a chopping board, as if she was making her last struggle.

Watching a life disappear before my eyes.

Ruan Chao couldn't help but speak up to stop him: "Wait a minute!"

The demon cultivator turned his head and looked at Ruan Chao.

There was scarlet blood at the corners of his lips, and his pupils had turned a strange dark red, making him look more like a man-eating beast.

Perhaps it was the effect of the blood he drank, the wound on his shoulder was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a short while, the black gas stopped coming out.

Ruan Chao swallowed his saliva, mustered up the courage to look him in the face: "You just want to drink human blood, right? I am a monk, my blood contains spiritual power, much more than her blood vessels."

"You let that girl go and drink my blood."

The demon cultivator stared at him expressionlessly for a while, as if he was attracted by the girl's bright face. He let go of the girl in his arms and walked towards Ruan Chao step by step.

The demon cultivator who stood up was extremely tall.

The shadow cast almost completely enveloped the Nguyen Dynasty.

Ruan Chao's breathing stagnated.

I couldn't help but feel a little fear in my heart.

He tried to keep calm. "Do you have a dagger and a container? I'll cut my wrist with the knife and put the blood in a bowl. It'll be easier than you biting it directly."

The demon cultivator untied his rope and dropped a knife and a bowl beside him.

"Don't play tricks." He said with a fake smile, "A pretty girl like you, you don't want to be sucked dry of blood and turned into a dried-up corpse, right?"

Ruan Chao calmed himself down, said no, and reached for the knife next to him.

The rough rope left some red marks on his arms, like beautiful petals blooming on his fair skin.

The demon cultivator's Adam's apple rolled up and down for a moment.

I felt a little hungry for some unknown reason.

He urged: "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

Nguyen Chao held the hilt of the knife.

The sharp blade was pointed at his skin, but he hesitated to take action.

Facing the demon cultivator's questioning gaze, he explained in a low voice: "You have to give me some time to prepare myself mentally. I have never hurt myself before."

The Nguyen Dynasty did not want to harm itself unless it was absolutely necessary.

Everything he was doing now was just to delay time, to wait for Chu Xinglan to come and rescue him.

Nguyen Chao massaged his wrist for a long time, but the delicate skin was not even cut, let alone the sweet blood flowing out.

The demon cultivator was getting impatient and he let out a displeased sound before snatching the dagger away.

The shining blade flashed across Nguyen Chao's wrist.

"Since you can't do it, let me help you."