Chapter 455: Deep Mansion (End)
Bang——
In a flash, the coffin was suddenly lifted up.
The person's long, black hair like silk fluttered in the wind and snow, and the fire was extinguished in an instant.
The other party glanced at the young man standing lazily in front of the coffin and praised him generously: "You did a good job."
Seeing this scene, what else did Yuan not understand? He looked coldly at the person who came out and walked towards him.
The next second, the hair that had fallen on his temples was lifted by the other person's warm fingertips and tucked behind his ears. Then a sigh came from the side: "Yuan, when can you let me worry less?"
Looking at the familiar and hateful face in front of him, Yuan almost laughed out of anger.
During this time, the silver sickle in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds under the control of its owner, pressing him so hard that he could not break free but could hardly move.
He was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy who had the same face as him. He turned around and glared at the young man who was leaning lazily against the coffin, and asked coldly: "You lied to me!"
The young man just shrugged when he heard that, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the emotions in his eyes, and his expression looked like impatience.
Being ignored like this, a sinister look emerged on Yuan's handsome face, and he spoke again: "You lied to me again!"
After a series of questioning, Yu Huo could no longer pretend. He raised his head and glanced at the long-haired man who was watching the excitement not far away, his brows slightly frowned.
I even secretly groaned in my heart.
What are you asking?
My parents are still in solitary confinement. Is now the time to explain all this to you?
What should I do if this guy catches me and ignores my parents?
Also, what's this guy up to? Instead of taking Yuan away, he's just standing here watching the fun!
Damn... I can't hold on any longer. If I delay any longer, this guy will break free from the shackles of the sickle.
Yu Huo was very anxious and couldn't help but look at Shang Yan, who looked exactly like Yuan.
But the other party's reaction was neither hurried nor slow, and he gave him a leisurely smile.
Laugh at your mother! You can still laugh at this time.
As expected, the more beautiful something is, the more poisonous it is. No matter who has this face, it is not a good person!
Okay, okay, you don't want to solve the source of the alienation, right? Fine, I'll do it myself!
Yu Huo took a deep breath, looked away, and said impatiently, "I'll lie to you, I'll lie to you."
As he spoke, he walked around behind her, resting his chin lightly on Yuan's beautifully curved shoulder. He lowered his eyes and said something against his will: "Don't you deserve to be deceived? Don't you think about it carefully? I'm not a lunatic. I'm not going to help you rebel with nothing better."
As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of Yuan's dark eyes covered with a matte film, like mist without sunlight, and his throat felt inexplicably sore.
Subconsciously, he looked at the long-haired man who had always been a bystander as if to show his loyalty. The other party's expression was a little surprised, with a slightly frowned brow, which was very intriguing.
Yu Huo was a little confused. Was this satisfaction or dissatisfaction?
Before he had time to think deeply about the key point, he suddenly felt that the sickle was about to be broken free by the other party. Time waits for no one, Yu Huo hardened his heart and kicked Yuan into the pitch-black coffin.
Almost instantly, a raging flame ignited in the coffin, instantly devouring the remains of the person. Yu Huo suddenly opened his eyes wide and was about to rush forward to check, when a hand suddenly reached out from the flames and grabbed his collar.
At the critical moment, the man who had been standing by as a bystander finally reached out and pulled him behind him, saving him from the disaster.
The outstretched hand grabbed nothing, and in the next second, wisps of black mist suddenly covered the slender hand. A second before being pulled into the coffin, the other party's fingertips instantly bent into claws and slashed through the air as if making a desperate attempt.
Zila—the sound of clothes being torn was heard, and Yu Huo heard a heavy gasp from the man in front of him.
His arm suddenly retracted, and Yu Huo couldn't help but look at the coffin that was slowly closing. A familiar and sinister face appeared in the burning flames.
What was surprising was that two bloodstains had appeared on one side of the face, stretching from the chin to the ear, with blood slowly oozing out.
The other party was unaware of this, staring at him through the swirling flames and sneering, "Yu Huo, just wait."
"Bang!"
The last crack in the coffin was closed, and the man in front of him breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around.
The bright red blood beads instantly caught Yu Huo's eyes. He actually saw the same scars on the face of this man named Shang Yan as Yuan's, and even the length was highly consistent!
Yu Huo figured it out almost instantly, and his pupils trembled twice: "Your face..."
A hint of helplessness flashed across Shang Yan's amber eyes. He then pulled out a small mirror from somewhere and slowly touched the wound on his face, pretending to be terrified. "Yuan Ke really knows how to stab me in the heart. It's over! Qiao Xiaoyu will definitely dislike me for this honor."
Yu Huo: .....?
[Ding! Detected that the copy alienation source has been removed by the anchor 'Qi Gong'. ]
[The remaining countdown for the instance is 00:03:43, and the instance is 96% complete. The host 'Qi Gong' has successfully completed the replay.]
[The instance is closing, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...]
Yu Huo's eyes went dark. As he left the dungeon, a soothing voice seemed to come from afar: "I will do what I promised you. Also... Yuan will be fine, don't worry."
The dazzling sunlight passed through the thin window paper of the library and fell on Yu Huo's eyelashes. He subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes, and took a while to adjust before daring to open them.
When he saw the familiar furnishings and bookshelves around him, he felt relieved. He moved his palm away from his forehead and placed it in front of his heart, which was beating wildly with various emotions.
What does Shang Yan’s last sentence mean?
Did he realize that the harsh words he had said before were not sincere?
But judging from the other party's attitude, it seems that he is not blaming himself?
So what kind of feelings does Shang Yan have towards Yuan?
Yu Huo shook his head. Forget it. No matter what the feelings were, when he saw the identical wound on the two people's faces, Yu Huo already knew that no matter what Yuan did, he would not kill himself.
This realization made him feel a little relieved, and he forced himself to suppress the feeling of loss.
He bent down and picked up the books scattered on the ground, and put them back to their original places one by one.
At this moment, the tightly closed door of the library was gently pushed open by the visitor.
Luo Yunmeng stuck his head through the crack in the door and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the young man tidying up the bookshelf in every possible way.
"Great, you finally came out. When you entered the dungeon, I almost scared myself to death..."
Yu Huo smiled faintly at the person outside the door, then interrupted the other person's nagging and asked, "Master, can I go out now?"
Luo Yunmeng then noticed the young man's miserable state, and immediately opened the door wide, saying, "Of course, I asked the boy to help you clean up the room. You can take a shower and have a good sleep. We can deal with the rest later..."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huo rubbed his sore knees, held on to the coffee table, then stood up and walked out the door.
At this moment, the sun was shining brightly outside, as if it had dispelled the chill that had come from the entire dungeon. It made one sigh with comfort, forgetting everything...
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