Chapter 117: Her Marionette is So Fragile
Shen Lang didn't look like he really wanted to take off his clothes.
So pitiful.
I don't want to take it off, but I don't want to disobey her or make her unhappy.
Then a pitiful look appeared on his pale face, the skin under his eyes turned slightly pink, and there was love and tears in his eyes.
Being looked at by her, he was trembling with excitement and could only suppress the gasps in his throat. However, he was also afraid, as if he was afraid of being seen while taking off his clothes, so he was reluctant to obey her orders and cater to her instincts, and the two of them went on in a tug of war.
Even the veins on his neck were bulging.
But Xie Yanyu's eyes never moved away.
She told him to take it off, and she told him to take it off. She wouldn't change her mind. Now she just sat there quietly, waiting for him to make a move.
I don't know how long it took,
Shen Lang's white fingertips fell on his neck, and he finally opened the collar a little.
His movements were really too slow. If he had taken off his clothes in one go, she would have checked to see if there were any wounds around his waist and then let it go.
But it was precisely this slow movement that caused her eyes to follow his fingers, moving little by little, so she could see every part of him that was exposed, first the beautiful collarbone, then a little bit of his well-defined chest.
Very strange.
It reminded her of the feel of his chest.
As if she had been scalded, she was struggling to decide whether to look away, but at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.
*
Why are there so many people around her?
First, Xie Chengjin came to him and acted in a sarcastic manner, as if he was very close to her;
Then Li Xun sent him a message, sending him her hand with kiss marks, saying that he had seduced her;
Now it was this servant again, kneeling before her and undressing, seizing her gaze.
Only him.
After the love poison was relieved, she almost never looked at him again.
Helan Wei pushed open the door and looked at them, his chest burning with anger and pain. Why didn't she look at him?
The suppressed emotions burst out at this moment, and this thought almost immediately filled all his thoughts, climbing up his heart like a poisonous vine, surrounding his entire heart little by little, piercing his heart, drilling a bloody hole in his heart, and then filling it up.
Then he thought again—
She actually cared about him.
Even though he was infected with the love poison, she would help him get rid of it. She actually cared about him and she could actually see him.
It was like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, and someone sprinkled a handful of sugar on the bloody hole in his heart. He was crazy, and found some clues that she cared about him from her many indifferent behaviors. He thought it was so sweet. So why didn't she look at him now?
It must be because she has too many people around her.
The dark eyes turned and fell on Shen Lang.
It's not that she doesn't care about him, but there are too many bitches like this who seduce her and have attracted her attention.
So he just needs to kill all these people...
Helan Wei suddenly smiled with curved lips.
On the almost perfect face, the smile is silent, like the ripples of spring water.
He only stared at Shen Lang's eyes, which were pitch black, with no light reflected in them.
*
Helan Wei pushed the door open and came in.
Before Xie Yanyu could ask him what he was going to do or whether the map had been drawn, the man attacked Shen Lang directly.
He seemed to be in an extremely dangerous state, like a crazy and beautiful evil ghost, and he had murderous intentions towards Shen Lang and wanted to kill him.
But Chen Lang is also a great demon.
His cultivation was even higher than Helan Wei's, and the two of them started fighting in an instant.
In just a blink of an eye, blood appeared.
There were several bloody marks on Helan Wei's face, and blood was snaking at the corners of his lips. His spiritual power was like a knife, stabbing at his dantian and throat, as if it wanted to dig out his eyes and cut open his spiritual roots. It was as if Shen Lang had long been dissatisfied with him and hated him so much that he wanted him to die.
The skin on Shen Lang's neck was cut, as if an invisible knife was inside his flesh, trying to cut his throat and gouge his face, as if the knife was disgusted with his face and wanted to peel off his skin and tear off his face so that he would never be able to seduce people with those seductive tricks again. Blood flowed all over his skin, and his amber eyes spasmed and shed bloody tears.
The fight broke out without warning.
Xie Yanyu originally wanted to intervene, but he was stunned by what he saw. His mind went blank.
The two men seemed to be separated by a deep hatred and neither of them held back.
It was the first time that Xie Yanyu had seen such a brutal fight.
Even before in the Zongwu Hall, when Helan Wei and Li Xun fought each other, pulling each other's hair and pressing each other to the ground and slapping each other, it was not as brutal as it is now.
But we can't really let them die...
Xie Yanyu looked at it for a while before he came to his senses and thought slowly.
She thought about it, and moved her hand. Taiyin instantly appeared in her palm. Because she had learned the Wuxiang Sword, her sword moves were very proficient at this time. A gust of sword wind came over and shook the two people away.
*
After the mess.
The fight finally stopped, with both men injured.
Maybe it was because he was weak, so even though Chen Lang’s cultivation was higher, he was the one who was more seriously injured.
Xie Yanyu saw a flash of snake scales on his arms, and feared he was too injured to maintain his human form. Perhaps remembering her previous mention of being afraid of a large snake's tail, he left to avoid revealing his true form.
So then.
Only Xie Yanyu and Helan Wei were left in the hall.
Xie Yanyu finally turned his gaze to him——
Helan Wei is very beautiful.
And his beauty is reflected in every aspect.
He has a handsome appearance. Except for a small mole on the tip of his nose, which makes him look a little frivolous, every part of his face is perfect. Any more would make him too tough, and any less would make him too feminine.
He has a beautiful body, with broad shoulders and a slim waist. From his chest to his arms, and from his back to his thighs, his muscles are smooth and distinct.
What's not beautiful about this person?
There was nothing about him that wasn't beautiful, and he usually lived in a high and mighty manner, so his demeanor was also very beautiful, upright and noble. His skin enveloped his sharp, corrupted, and maddened heart, making him look from afar like a carefree immortal, untainted by the mundane world.
But at this moment, he was a little embarrassed.
Because of his injuries, he fell to the ground, his body and face covered in blood.
Just looking at the exposed skin, there were blood splatters on the face, and there was a cut on the neck, and blood was flowing, soaking the neck. The areas covered by the clothes must have suffered a lot of injuries as well, but they were not visible.
This doesn't look like an immortal anymore, but more like a beautiful evil ghost crawling out of hell.
But at this time, the evil ghost raised his eyes and his gaze fell on Xie Yanyu. A look of confusion and gloom appeared on his face at first, but when he realized that she was looking at him, he stared at her for a long time and smiled again.
This looks even scarier, beautiful but a little crazy...
Xie Yanyu: "..."
Xie Yanyu didn't even know what he was laughing at.
She was genuinely a bit annoyed. After all, she'd wanted to see if the monster had any injuries on its side, and this guy had come to ruin her plans. But now, seeing him like this, she couldn't get angry at all. He looked so crazy, so abnormal, that she felt more confused than annoyed.
She wanted to ask him what he was doing here.
So she put down her sword and moved a little closer to him.
At this moment, Helan Wei laughed faintly: "Look, you are looking at me now."
Xie Yanyu:?
How can I describe his tone?
There is something in the world called Five Stones Powder. People who practice Taoism may not know it, but Xie Yanyu was once a mortal who wandered in the world for a long time.
She had also been to the bustling places of the mortal world, and had seen mortal nobles taking this drug from afar among the crowd. After taking the drug, they would talk like this, incoherently, as if they were crazy.
She felt even more confused, so she squatted down and looked him in the eye.
She could see her reflection in his black pupils, and he seemed to have gone crazy, feeling a kind of crazy joy at this moment. He stretched out his arms to hold her waist, originally wanting to hold her in his arms, but he was really seriously injured and had no strength left, so his body tilted and he leaned on her instead, then buried his head in her neck and rubbed it affectionately.
"It was those bitches who stole your attention. Once they left, wouldn't you be able to see me...?"
Xie Yanyu felt that he was really a little crazy.
So she pushed his head away and asked, "What on earth are you doing?"
Helan Wei knew that he was abnormal.
He was now in this posture, sitting on the ground, climbing on her. He was already in a very awkward position, but perhaps he had already begun to become abnormal a long time ago. No matter how much he resisted, pulling himself back to the starting point again and again to pretend to be superior, his head was still bent under the pressure, so that he suddenly felt a little tired. So be it, he suddenly felt that it was okay to be in such an awkward position: "I just want you to look at me, is that not okay?"
"Shouldn't you be looking at me?
"You care about me, you care about me, you like me, you should look at me, it's just that those people always attract your attention. It doesn't matter, as long as I kill them all, you will look at me..."
As he spoke, he started crying again like a real madman, his eyes reddened and tears fell. He was paranoid and had to confirm with her: "Really? You care about me, you like me. Say it, you like me!"
"dislike."
“…”
"I told you a long time ago that I don't like you. I was lying to you when I said I liked you before."
Helan Wei suddenly came over like a madman and covered her mouth. Her tears fell even harder and her sobs were trembling.
Xie Yanyu slapped his hand away. He was so injured that in a sense, she could do whatever she wanted to him. Even if she slapped him a few more times, he wouldn't be able to resist.
But she didn't do it.
She rarely saw him so miserable and crazy, and she felt a little malicious.
There was a feeling like teasing crickets, giving her a sense of joy and power, so she squatted in front of him and repeated it to him word by word:
“I don’t like you.
"Did you hear that? I don't like you. I never have.
"I helped you get rid of the love poison because I didn't want you to die, and it wasn't because I loved you.
"Why don't you use your brain to think about it, Master Helan? Why should I like you? What do I like about you? Do I like your sharp and sarcastic nature? Do I like your evil intentions? Do I like your condescending attitude towards others, or do I like you treating me like a plaything?"
A string of words came down, it was the truth, but she also deliberately made the words as harsh as a knife,
It was as if she had stabbed him several more times. Helan Wei's head was buzzing and he understood every word, but he seemed unable to process the meaning of these words. He could only look at her with tears in his eyes, like a fragile rotten doll that could be abused by anyone.
But the next second,
Then I heard her say, "Oh no, I actually liked you a little before."
As soon as the words fell,
His eyes lit up again.
Xie Yanyu did have some feelings for Helan Wei.
When he first arrived at the Xie Mansion, besides wanting to marry into a wealthy family, she did have some feelings for him.
Regardless of whether he was truly arrogant and harbored bad intentions, it was true that he appeared to be gentle to others. He treated the masters, servants, and her in the mansion with the same gentle attitude.
Even if this is because, in his eyes, no matter what their status or position, other people are all ants.
But she was indeed sincere and rarely experienced the feeling of being treated like this.
It was as if her life was not worthless, and she was not a lowly person who should be inferior to everyone else.
But her liking is just liking.
Her love for him didn't make her any more considerate towards him, nor did it make her hesitate when she decided to drug him.
Because for someone like her, her life is like a blade of grass or duckweed. If she wants to live with some dignity, she has to grit her teeth and study on her own. How can she spare so much time for romantic love that can't fill her stomach?
She liked him, liked being treated like that by him, liked the illusion that she was not insignificant.
Even after she realized the plot, she still had some feelings for him.
Because she didn't care whether his attitude was true or false, until later he started to go crazy and became moody. It was as if the mask of Helan Wei, who had treated her hypocritically and gently, was torn off. She really saw the madness in his bones and felt impatient.
But after all, she had loved him before, she told the truth.
Looking at the subtle glint in Helan Wei's eyes, she felt that he was a bit like a puppet, held tightly by her strings. Just a flick of her finger or a word from her could affect his emotions. How fragile.
But it tastes so good.
So much so that she wanted to lift him up a little, then throw him down, loosen the rope, and then suddenly tighten it like a cat playing with a mouse.
So she looked into his eyes, smiled, and added a truly harsh remark:
"I kind of liked you at first, but after I found out what kind of person you are, I really don't like you anymore."
As soon as the words fell.
She watched with satisfaction as the little light that had just lit up in the man's eyes dimmed again, bloodshot covered his black pupils, twisted and mad, but his tears fell even more violently.
Like a cut water pipe, it cannot be controlled or stopped.
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