Chapter 75 075 I might like you.
Lu Yuanyuan slept restlessly, trapped in bizarre and fantastical dreams. One moment she dreamt she was walking a tightrope, the next she dreamt she was being crushed by a large rock, unable to breathe. As her breathing became heavy, she suddenly felt a warm body approaching, and the chaotic layers of her dream world were abruptly shattered.
Lu Yuanyuan lifted her eyelids and saw that Yue Hong's right arm was around her back, as if he wanted to pull her into his embrace. Their eyes met, Yue Hong's arm stiffened, and he withdrew it, saying in a low voice, "Did I wake you up?"
"...Did I fall asleep?"
"Hmm, it's getting colder here. I thought this would keep you warm. If it gets any colder, I'll have to wake you up."
Lu Yuanyuan felt a little annoyed that she was still sleeping at a time like this, wasting time. She rubbed her eyelids with her knuckles to wake herself up as quickly as possible: "How long have I been asleep?"
Yue Hong waved his hand, indicating that it wouldn't take long.
Has no one come down yet?
“I wasn’t even born when this imperial mausoleum was built, but I’ve heard that if someone were to force their way in, not only would they trigger a self-trapping mechanism, but the tomb passage would also be altered. Even if someone did come, it wouldn’t be easy for them to break through the tomb passage and find us.” Yue Hong turned his head, scrutinizing her pale face, feeling deeply distressed: “Are you feeling any better now?”
She had used the time she should have spent meditating to sleep, but the spiritual energy of her golden core continued to repair her body, albeit at a slower pace. Now, the bloody holes in her internal organs have been healed, and even the pain in her ribs has lessened considerably.
"I'm not in as much pain anymore, how about you? Aren't you tired of staying by my side the whole time?"
Yue Hong stretched his shoulders, seemingly unconcerned: "When we were on forced marches before, I've gone four days and three nights without sleep. You should worry more about yourself; I'm much more energetic than you."
"Four days and three nights without sleep?"
Yue Hong raised his eyebrows and glanced at her: "Yeah, isn't that impressive?"
For some reason, seeing his smug look, Lu Yuanyuan wanted to laugh, and nodded sincerely: "Impressive."
"There's a lot more to my story than you know. Would you like to hear more of my amazing feats?"
Lu Yuanyuan chimed in, "I would like to."
Yue Hong stretched out a finger and pressed it against her forehead, smiling to reveal two rows of neat teeth: "Then you should heal your injuries first, and I'll tell you all I want after we get out. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish talking for three days and three nights."
Lu Yuanyuan's lips twitched slightly: "Are you Tang Sanzang? I'm afraid my ears will get calluses from hearing you so much."
Yue Hong asked in confusion, "Who is Tang Sanzang?"
Lu Yuanyuan: "..."
The two looked at each other, completely bewildered, with countless question marks rising in the air.
Lu Yuanyuan coughed, subtly changing the subject: "Alright, I really need to heal my injuries." She braced herself with her hands on the ground, shifting her position to move further away from Yue Hong. Unexpectedly, having gotten used to leaning on the person next to her, and with her arm strength not yet recovered, her elbow bent uncontrollably as she leaned on the ground, causing her body to slump to the side.
Yue Hong was startled and quickly turned around to support her. As luck would have it, Lu Yuanyuan braced herself against his legs to steady herself, and as he bent down, she straightened up, her lips lightly brushing against the corner of his mouth.
When those soft lips brushed against him, Yue Hong's movements suddenly stopped, as if he had been acupunctured.
Lu Yuanyuan sensed something was wrong and quickly tilted her head back slightly. At that moment, her hand was on Yue Hong's leg, still quite close. Before she could even look at Yue Hong's expression, she suddenly noticed that his breathing seemed a little rapid.
The next second, a shadow loomed over us.
Lu Yuanyuan's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively raised her hand to block the lips that were about to touch hers.
Those warm, dry lips pressed against her palm. The cleanly shaved stubble was still a little prickly. The hot, messy breath brushed against her fingertips, as if seeping through her fingers and touching her face.
Their faces were very close. In the darkness, Yue Hong's eyes were long and bright, gazing at her as if a blazing flame danced within them, intense and overwhelming, churning with countless complex emotions. Slowly, as if making a decision, he grasped her wrist and gently pulled it down: "Lu Yuanyuan... I have something I want to tell you."
The hand left his nose and lips, and the cold air rushed in, but his warm breath still lingered between his fingers.
"I might... like you." Yue Hong paused, then corrected himself softly, "No, not maybe."
Lu Yuanyuan stared at him without blinking.
Yue Hong did not let go of her wrist. He pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind. He moved his large hand up and covered her entire hand. His palm was sweaty and trembled with a hint of nervousness and solemnity.
“I wasn’t planning to say it, at least… not now. But…”
Like a flood bursting its banks, these words couldn't be contained. Blood rushed to his ears; he didn't even need a mirror to know he was blushing furiously. At that moment, he was suddenly thankful that this godforsaken place was dark enough to keep her from seeing him looking so pathetic.
"But I want you to know that I truly love you..."
Just then, Lu Yuanyuan suddenly gripped his hand tightly. Yue Hong was startled, but realized that her gaze wasn't on him, but rather past his shoulder, fixed on the dark, shadowless tomb passage stretching into the distance.
The next second, Lu Yuanyuan suddenly grabbed his arm and shouted, "Let's go!"
Yue Hong didn't have her keen senses, and he sensed nothing in the empty tomb passage. But he never doubted Lu Yuanyuan's judgment. He snapped to attention, quickly picked her up, and ran in the opposite direction.
I didn't expect that thing to come back so quickly. Lu Yuanyuan, bouncing on Yue Hong's back, endured the dizziness and said, "Go to the turn ahead, we're going to your aunt's tomb, hurry!"
Yue Hong roared, "We can't leave! I saw it when I brought you down; the path into the main burial chamber is blocked!"
Fortunately, the reason they chose to hide in this tomb was because it wouldn't be a trap, and there were several ways to escape. Yue Hong carried her through the dark tomb passage, emerging from the room to find themselves in a vast, unfamiliar hall. There were large, man-made pools of water, the still, dark water rippling gently, with lamp bases at either end supporting bright pearls.
When Yue Hong ran, he was as agile as a cheetah, carrying her, a large person, yet he didn't slow down. However, he was ultimately not a cultivator who could ride the wind. No matter how fast a mortal is, they only have the strength of two legs. Even Yue Hong, whose combat strength was already quite strong among mortals.
Their reflections swept across the water's surface, followed by a trail of black smoke and a foul stench, relentlessly pursuing them. Fifty meters, forty meters… the distance was rapidly shrinking.
A powerful killing intent surged towards them, too fast to dodge! One by one, the pearls by the pool shattered. Lu Yuanyuan felt herself separated from Yue Hong, or rather, he let go of her. She felt like she had fallen into a washing machine, desperately trying to grab at the air, but grasping nothing. She rolled several times on the ground before crashing into a tomb passage.
Fortunately, this time she didn't hit anything hard, and she was only briefly dazed.
"Cough...vomit."
Lu Yuanyuan, covered in dust and grime, propped herself up, resisting the dizziness, and looked around.
The light in the hall disappeared, and silence enveloped the surroundings, like the desolate stillness after a massive explosion.
Yue Hong has also disappeared.
Lu Yuanyuan weakly propped herself up, her own voice distorted as it reached her ears: "...Yue Hong?"
There was no response.
A slight panic crept into her heart. Lu Yuanyuan picked up her already soiled clothes, hastily wiped away the blood streaming from her nose, and groped her way back in the dark. It turned out that the path had been half blocked when she rolled in. Gritting her teeth, Lu Yuanyuan found a long, thin object and pried open a hole large enough to crawl out.
Her legs were weak and she was missing one shoe. She crawled out and stumbled back, but she tripped and fell not far away.
When he pressed his palm against the ground, he didn't touch the cold, hard stone he expected, but rather a soft, warm, shapeless puddle.
It was a ground covered in steaming, scattered flesh and blood.
That's all, that's all that's left.
Lu Yuanyuan's blood was almost frozen.
She knelt on the ground without moving and touched it very slowly for a while.
As her eyes gradually regained their ability to see in the dark, she saw at the far end of the hall, across the water, lying a dying monster.
Lu Yuanyuan's mind felt like it was about to explode. Her hands, pressed against the ground, began to tremble. In a daze, she seemed to hear the system's notification: "...Congratulations, host, on completing the advanced dungeon 'Infant Consumption'."
Without any warning, tears streamed down her face like broken beads, landing on the back of her hand. But nothing could extinguish the grief and anger that clenched within her.
Yue Hong is the potential male lead in this book, while she is destined to be cannon fodder. Logically, in such a scenario, no matter how many times it repeats, those killed off by the plot will always be cannon fodder.
But why was it him who died?
Was it because Yue Hong got involved in this instance in order to help her?
Does Yue Hong stop being the male lead just because he said he liked her?
A hoarse roar escaped Lu Yuanyuan's throat, a tremendous pain erupting in her chest like wildly growing weeds. The boundary between water and land blurred, became inverted.
Jin Dan hadn't even fully repaired her body, but she couldn't wait even a second longer.
If you can't run, walk. If you can't walk, crawl. If you have no weapons, use your palms, use your teeth. Your bloodshot brain has no room for calculation; only revenge remains, even if it means injuring the enemy eight hundred while suffering ten thousand casualties yourself!
Sensing her murderous intent, the monster, its body already oozing out a clump of intestines, staggered towards her. Lu Yuanyuan roared, scrambled to her feet, and struck it with a palm.
She was prepared to be thrown back and have her hand bones broken. But unexpectedly, a burst of spiritual energy erupted from her palm, a clear and powerful spiritual energy that she could never unleash before. This spiritual energy stirred her mind and swept towards the monster at the end with overwhelming force.
A flying sword gleaming with crimson light was activated, flying over her head and piercing the demon's golden core. Blood blossoms filled the sky, like a grand rain of blood.
Lu Yuanyuan's body went limp. She felt herself being embraced, a long, strong hand pressing against her back, and abundant spiritual energy continuously flowing into her heart meridian. Her charred skin regained its softness, her broken bones regrowed, and clear springs gushed forth from the dried-up riverbed…
Through her blurry vision, she saw Duan Lansheng. His fox ears and tail seemed to have sprouted, his face was as white as paper, and he was kneeling on the ground, hugging her tightly. But she couldn't make out what he was saying.
Lu Yuanyuan closed her eyes, her consciousness sinking into a world without light.
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