Chapter 51 051 "You think I'm ugly?"
What was that warm current that entered her body just now?
Is it health points?
No, no… her life force would nourish her limbs and bones evenly. But the warm current just now precisely entered her golden core!
That was spiritual energy, the spiritual energy drawn by the "Three Arts of Enchanting Heart".
A tremendous shock and disbelief crashed down from the void. Lu Yuanyuan's eyes widened, her thoughts completely shattered. Underneath her clothes, goosebumps rose on the skin that had been rubbing against the scales.
In the past, when watching horror movies, I always thought it was an exaggerated scene of characters being terrified by a serial killer, standing there dumbfounded, waiting to be killed. Now that I've experienced it myself, I realize that when someone is in a state of extreme shock, their legs really do go weak and they lose the ability to react to their surroundings.
The beloved senior sister of the Shushan Sword Sect in "The Enchanting Fairy Tale" is a man.
No, he wasn't even human.
She saw through Yin Xiaozhu's true colors and immediately learned two of his secrets.
This is a real secret, and he will definitely not let her go.
It is said that prey strangled by snakes suffocate to death. After death, their bones shatter into pieces and pierce their internal organs. Using spiritual power to resist will only lead to a more gruesome death.
This is the price she paid for her impulsive attempt tonight to uncover his true nature.
The thick, cold, jet-black snake slowly coiled around her legs and waist. Lu Yuanyuan's hair was damp, her face was pale, her trachea was spasming, and her ears were filled with the frantic beating of her heart and her panting.
But after she waited tremblingly for a while, death's scythe still hadn't fallen.
It seems that Yin Xiaozhu hasn't put in her full effort yet.
With a snake body that thick, if it were to tighten its grip too much, its spine would definitely break.
Not only was the snake's tail not tightly coiled, but the monster lying on top of him was also strangely still in its upper body.
—It seems to have started when her lips accidentally pressed against his eyelid. Anyone who didn't know better would think he had a frozen acupoint hidden under his eyelid.
Realizing this only after a moment's thought, Lu Yuanyuan's fingertips trembled slightly. But before she could figure out the key point, she heard the sound of snake tail scales sliding across the ground, and the person on top of her also moved.
Summoning courage from who knows where, Lu Yuanyuan's arms trembled as she suddenly tightened her embrace around that ugly body, lowered her head, and kissed his eyelids again heavily.
It's like a drowning person bumping into something in the water. Whether it's a lifebuoy or a wisp of waterweed, the survival instinct will drive her to grab it and try to save herself.
She could feel it; he was naked, his tentacles covered in snake scales, yet possessed a temperature unlike that of a cold-blooded animal. His eyelids were rough, and she felt as if she were kissing a piece of cold tree bark. With a death-defying resolve, she rubbed her lips against them, the friction causing a slight pain, a pain that brought tears to her eyes.
Her lips pressed against his again, and the person on top of him froze and fell silent once more.
Lu Yuanyuan held her breath and kissed his eyelids haphazardly a few times. Suddenly, her arms went limp and her vision went dark.
At first, she thought the moon had dimmed, but that wasn't the case. Although the snake's tail around her waist wasn't tightly wrapped, such a large mass coiled around her was still too heavy, and it even made her stomach look flat.
The shock and the lack of oxygen caused by the weight coursed through her body until she reached her limit. She couldn't hold on any longer, and her hands slipped as she completely lost consciousness.
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When I woke up, it was already dark outside the window. Dusk had settled, and the waning moon was visible; it was already the evening of the second day.
Lu Yuanyuan nestled in a brocade quilt on the bed. The gauze curtains and bed curtains were drawn, but the room was already lit by candlelight. It was very quiet, and familiar furniture and furnishings could be seen in the dim light.
This is Yin Xiaozhu's room.
She was still alive, and she wasn't missing any limbs.
The events leading up to her fainting flashed before her eyes. Lu Yuanyuan gritted her teeth, her face pale and lips white, her hands and feet icy cold, and she shrank further into the blankets.
For the past three years, she had known that Yin Xiaozhu was not as harmless as she appeared. The current secluded Master Xugu and the innocent Shushan disciples who died tragically in Futu Valley were most likely related to this senior sister.
But the other person's appearance was still far beyond her imagination.
Snake molt, snake tail...
Is Yin Xiaozhu a snake demon? Or, like Duan Lansheng, is she a descendant of a human and a snake demon?
Because pure demons cannot cultivate immortal magic; they must have some human genes mixed in.
Is this related to the fact that the sect leader's wife was abducted to the demon realm while she was pregnant?
Snakes in nature typically shed their skin two to three times a year. Despite living together for so long, she had never noticed anything amiss.
That makes sense. With so many people coming and going in Shushan, and Yin Xiaozhu being so cautious, she must have avoided everyone and found a secluded place to hide and shed her skin before.
This time, he hastily shed his skin in the room next to hers, probably because something unexpected happened, which is why he didn't choose the location and was caught by her.
Lu Yuanyuan rubbed her palms together in bed, where the tinge of a snake's molted skin still lingered.
What she found even more unbelievable than his snake tail was that the character of the senior sister was actually a man.
Is it true that the character "Yin Xiaozhu" was always a man disguised as a woman in the original story, or that the real senior sister of Shushan had already been replaced by a snake without anyone knowing?
Didn't Duan Lansheng always regard "Senior Sister" as his ideal woman? Did he ever have any doubts?
What about the others?
Do the sect leader and other disciples of Mount Shu know about this?
She probably doesn't know, but she spent more than three years with Yin Xiaozhu and still didn't discover the truth.
Thinking back over the past year, Yin Xiaozhu often held her on his lap... and liked to coil around things. Is this the nature of a snake?
Not only that, because she saw Yin Xiaozhu as a woman, she brazenly took off her clothes in front of him shortly after they met...
Lu Yuanyuan bit her lower lip hard, her face burning with a mixture of anger and resentment at being tricked. However, this anger seemed so insignificant in the face of an uncertain future.
System: "Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden storyline [Bitter Night] and obtaining the ultimate reward: a resurrection qualification card."
Lu Yuanyuan: "..."
Is this card implying that she's about to meet the King of Hell?
System: "Master, the original difficulty of the hidden storyline [Bitter Night] wasn't this high. According to the normal procedure, last night, when you discovered the snake molt and heard Yin Xiaozhu tell you to get out, you should have left in time. But you didn't, and you even took a step closer. This caused the situation to exceed the scope of [Bitter Night]'s catch-all."
At this moment, Lu Yuanyuan suddenly noticed very light footsteps coming from inside the room.
A candle flame drifted into the hall from afar, casting a dim, yellow light on the gauze curtains.
It didn't have wings; instead, it was held in one hand.
Someone is coming.
It no longer had a snake's tail, nor a monster-like upper body, but rather a tall and slender person.
Lu Yuanyuan's back was covered in sweat. She forced herself to adjust her breathing and calm down.
Yin Xiaozhu was unaware that she had practiced the "Three Arts of Charm." Therefore, in his eyes, she had only discovered one secret about him so far.
Perhaps that's why he didn't kill her for the time being.
She may still have a way out.
What she saw was undeniable, but she couldn't let the situation become unfavorable to her; she couldn't add another weight to the side of the scale that symbolized "killing."
Although she had this thought in mind, she still closed her eyes instantly when she saw the other person's hand reach out and lift the curtain.
The windows were all closed, but she felt a gentle breeze brushing her forehead; it was the sound of the bed curtains being pulled open.
"You like pretending to be asleep so much?"
Lu Yuanyuan's knuckles tightened. There was no other way. She opened her eyes and saw the person at the foot of the bed.
Yin Xiaozhu seemed to have recovered as usual. Wearing her usual nightgown, she stood by the bed, placed the lamp on an exquisite lamp stand, and was adjusting the gauze.
This wasn't the first time she'd seen this scene, but after last night, Lu Yuanyuan's wariness of him had increased exponentially. He was standing, she was lying down—it was all against her, so she simply sat up, clutching the blanket, and quietly moved a little further away.
As if sensing her movement to dodge, Yin Xiaozhu paused and slowly turned her head towards her.
Lu Yuanyuan's eyes widened.
Yin Xiaozhu's left cheek and neck were both beautiful and fair, with an androgynous appearance. But his right cheek looked like it hadn't finished shedding its skin, covered with uneven scales, rough and terrifying, extending all the way to his collarbone.
Presumably, beneath those clothes was a large patch of skin that hadn't fully recovered, making him look neither human nor ghost.
As soon as the light came on, their expressions became crystal clear.
When the girl on the bed saw his true face, her face turned deathly pale with fright, her forced composure and stiff limbs did not escape Yin Xiaozhu's eyes.
He didn't try to avoid her. He came to the bedside, bent one knee, pressed it onto the couch, and leaned down, his face approaching her from directly in front: "What, do you think I'm ugly?"
Half of its face was that of a ferocious demon, the other half a beautiful human—a stark contrast. Without the buffer of night, the impact was so intense it was unsettling.
Lu Yuanyuan's face grew paler and paler. Unable to bear it, she turned her head away, not wanting to look. But her chin was grabbed and forcefully turned back.
The more she lowered her head to avoid him, the more determined Yin Xiaozhu seemed to be to force her to look. His body drew closer and closer, cornering her with nowhere to retreat.
It seems this question absolutely must be answered.
Why did he ask that?
Wouldn't it be too hypocritical to say "no"?
She herself didn't believe it.
With her shoulder already touching the wall, Lu Yuanyuan had nowhere to retreat and could only give the answer: "A little."
This honest and predictable answer made Yin Xiaozhu's face darken. He sneered, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes. He increased the pressure on his hand.
The killing intent was palpable.
Just as his breath was about to touch her, two small hands suddenly reached out from under the covers, cupped his cheeks from both sides, and squeezed them tightly.
Her palms were sweaty, calloused from sword practice. But compared to the scales spreading across his face, they were still much softer.
He could have easily brushed her hand away, but Yin Xiaozhu paused in his forward movement.
"Don't scare me on purpose... Let me take a look, let me get used to it."
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