Chapter 103 Who started to fall in love? So hard to guess.
Huali tilted her head, looking at the magnified face before her, her almond-shaped eyes glistening with a drunken glint. "Proof?"
What does it prove? It proves how much she loves furry things!
She's amazing at solving this problem!!
A glint instantly flashed in Karin's eyes. "Can you really prove it?"
A sense of foreboding flashed across Luo Chuan's heterochromatic eyes. Before he could even speak, the little girl pounced on him with a "Whoosh!"
Isn't it just rubbing? She's the best at it; both Ao Bai and the Chaos Beast who tried it said it was great.
The little girl couldn't wait to reach out and rub his fox ears. Not satisfied, she even knelt up and rubbed the tip of his ear against the tuft of fur with her nose.
"Is this alright?" The voice, soaked with alcohol, was like melted cotton candy, sticky and lingering in the night.
Luo Chuan's pupils contracted, and his demonic power rippled under the moonlight due to his emotional fluctuations.
But the little drunkard went too far, suddenly opening his mouth and gently biting the hot cartilage on the tip of his ear with his pearly teeth.
The moment the demon's most vulnerable spot was seized, the sweet fragrance of pear blossoms filled the air.
Luo Chuan's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably, and the dark undercurrent in his eyes could no longer be concealed. His voice tightened: "Little Pear... do you know what you're doing..."
"Huh? What?"
Unbeknownst to Huali, she was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open, and her whole body slumped down.
She closed her eyes and collapsed onto him.
Luo Chuan felt a slight tightness in his chest, frozen in place, feeling his heart pounding uncontrollably in his chest.
But the person in his arms wouldn't stay still, seemingly uncomfortable, and started rubbing against him. Finally, they nestled in the crook of his neck, holding their tail tightly in his arms, and fell asleep in a second. "Mmm...so soft..."
Luo Chuan: "..."
"You certainly know how to pick your time." The Demon King laughed in anger, looking down at the soft face of the little girl in his arms, his canine teeth itching.
But despite all this turmoil, the violent killing intent in his heart dissipated considerably, and the boiling demon blood began to gradually calm down.
The witch clan must have realized his unusual identity, which is why they deliberately staged this performance to try and provoke him into taking action. Unexpectedly, the little girl who appeared halfway through the performance disrupted their plans.
The nine lightning tribulations came suddenly back then, and he was already at his limit after enduring seven of them.
At the time, most of the clan elders were just watching the show and thought that his inability to give birth to an eight-tailed cat was simply due to impure blood.
Later, after Shengli transformed back into his original form and took him away, Luo Chuan always believed that the severed tail had already been reduced to dust in the lightning tribulation.
But upon closer reflection now, there are many suspicious points.
As his thoughts raced, the little girl in his arms suddenly stirred. Even in her sleep, she was restless, her brows furrowed, and she mumbled in her sleep from time to time.
Luo Chuan stared at the frequency of the girl's nostrils twitching, then suddenly poked her puffed-up cheek with the tip of his tail. "So sad, anyone who didn't know better would think the sky had fallen."
"Human girls are such a hassle."
Despite her complaints, the remaining six fox tails quietly draped over Karin's body, turning into soft snowballs.
Seemingly sensing that she was safe, the girl's brows slowly relaxed, and she fell into a deep sleep once again.
Night fell through the bamboo window, and the Demon King's silver hair, like a handful of melting stars, cascaded onto the bed. His heterochromatic eyes held a cool glint even clearer than the moonlight. Yet, in this very moment, he held a dark figure tightly in his arms.
The girl's ink-black hair intertwined with his silver hair, and her shallow breathing resembled the cursed butterfly that Luo Chuan often played with in his hand.
The night breeze brushed against his pointed ears, and amidst the rustling bamboo shadows, seven fox tails silently coiled into a nest, completely enveloping the little girl.
The Demon King tilted his head and looked at the moon outside the window, suddenly realizing that the passing of hundreds of years had not been as quiet as the night before.
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Karin once again entered that rainy night.
The moment the thunder crushed flesh, the man knelt in the center of the scorched earth, blood mixed with cold rain dripping from his chin, blooming into dark rust-colored flowers on the ground.
At that very moment, as if sensing her presence, he suddenly looked up and, to Karin's astonishment, reached out his hand towards her. A blurry clump of blood drifted towards her...
Karin felt a sharp pain in her heart, and she involuntarily bent over and looked up.
But the flashes of lightning and the constant bursts of light had already exposed everything to the light.
A second before her breath caught in her throat, Karin suddenly opened her eyes.
"Ao Bai!"
The host's sudden resurrection startled Ao Bai. "What happened? What happened? The spirit stones were stolen?"
The bright daylight made Huali blink uncomfortably, and it took her a full minute to distinguish between reality and her dream.
Huali felt that she must have been bewitched by someone, otherwise why would she have the same dream every time she fell asleep for three days in a row?
"You said before that I might be having a precognitive dream?" Hua Li turned her head and stared intently at Ao Bai.
Ao Bai was also unsure about this. Logically, the tasker should not have this ability unless the card activation skill comes with it. However, none of Hua Li's three cards are related to precognitive dreams.
“I think it’s more likely that you’re under a spell.” The kitten squinted. “Although the host’s Golden Eyes are powerful, they’re only two and a half stars right now. If the opponent has a higher cultivation level or is proficient in eye techniques, there’s still a possibility that you could be affected.”
Huali nodded thoughtfully, "Did this person intentionally let me see these things to remind me or simply to scare me?"
“Perhaps it’s precisely to pique your curiosity,” Ao Bai pondered. “Only with curiosity will you take the initiative to approach.”
"In the cultivation world, there are many who prey on the weak. Every day, people undergo tribulations. From the host's description, that person simply failed to undergo the tribulation. That is the way of Heaven, and it is not something we can interfere with."
Hua Li thought Ao Bai was right; she couldn't take on a job she wasn't qualified for.
Take it one step at a time; if we can avoid it, that would be the best outcome.
"What time is it now?"
"It's 5 a.m. Host. Get ready, the Burial God Abyss is about to open."
Hua Li nodded, then suddenly remembered something, "Ao Bai, can you check if there have been any rainy days recently, like thunderstorms with lightning and thunder?"
"It's been sunny for seven days in a row!"
Huali's tense shoulders completely relaxed. The clear sky meant that this hadn't happened during the time the Burial Abyss was opened. As long as she stayed away from the Witch Clan, everything would be fine.
She also had to tell Luo Chuan, just in case they were separated again like during the trial.
Thinking of Luochuan, Huali's mind barely began to function.
Last night's glutinous rice wine was really potent; she seemed to see a big tail before she blacked out.
Huh? Wait a minute!! What's going on??
"Tail? Fox ears?" Huali's pupils contracted as she murmured to herself. "A half-demon? Luo Chuan?"
Luo Chuan is a half-demon!!!
At that moment, a soft laugh suddenly came from inside the room.
This long-lost sense of horror reminds Huali of the fact that, in her dream of returning to Luochuan, she is not only mentally ill but also more like a male ghost.
Huali's hair stood on end, and like a malfunctioning robot, she turned her head frame by frame until she saw the slender figure in the bamboo chair.
Luo Chuan was dressed in a silver robe with dark patterns. His long, slender right hand was turning the pages of "Junior Sister, Don't Think of Escaping," while his left hand was supporting his chin, looking at her with a half-smile.
Huali: "!!!"
Help! What if this guy kills her in a fit of rage because she found out about her half-demon secret?
Xianbo never mentioned it, oh right, even if she did, she simply didn't have time to check it.
The truck driver's shift leaves her no time to even play on her "phone," she's truly a hardworking ox in the eyes of heaven.
Three seconds later, Karin accepted her fate and made small talk, "...Hi?"
"Did you sleep...sleep well?"
Luo Chuan looked at the little girl's bright, darting eyes, her heterochromatic pupils strikingly beautiful in the morning light. "Didn't you know whether you slept well or not, Little Pear?"
Huali: "...Huh?"
No? Shouldn't she know?
Huh? Now that I think about it, how did she get home last night?
Oh, it seems Luo Chuan used magic; he came back in a flash.
She always said she had a very good drinking manner.
Huali nodded confidently, about to speak, when Luo Chuan suddenly turned to Chaos beside him and sighed, "See? This is the face of the junior sister in the book who started something and then abandoned it."
"Tsk, look, exactly the same."
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