Knock knock knock—
The footsteps grew closer, and Xuan Fengqian's heart beat faster and faster.
She held her breath nervously, her hands trembling uncontrollably with extreme fear.
Before long, a figure in deep purple suddenly emerged from the dark corridor.
The glossy, luxurious satin of the tribute items reflected a faint glow under the cool moonlight, mysterious and alluring.
He's here! He's here!
Xuan Fengqian shrank his neck, leaning against the cold, bone-chilling wall, staring intently at the wicked and arrogant man in front of him.
Even though she already possessed all the memories of the original owner of this body, the moment she saw the Nine Nether Demon Lord in person, she was still so shocked by the murderous look in his eyes that her legs went weak.
Fortunately, Leng Ye did not seem to see through Xuan Fengqian's invisibility illusion. He simply passed in front of her and stood majestically in front of the kneeling jailer.
"What is the cause of this commotion?"
He looked down at the trembling jailer with a hint of impatience.
The jailer's face turned ashen, and he stammered, "Demon Lord, spare...spare my life! I didn't mean to shout, it's just that the death row inmate from the Immortal Realm was too cunning, he disappeared in the blink of an eye."
"Untraceable?"
Leng Ye glanced indifferently at Xuan Fengqian, who was pressed against the wall, dressed in a blood-red wedding gown and looking stunningly beautiful. Her pretty, upturned lips curled slightly upwards.
"In response to the Demon Lord, that condemned prisoner is indeed quite capable, daring to play tricks right under my nose."
"Useless thing."
Leng Ye casually uttered a sentence, and in the blink of an eye, he snapped the jailer's neck.
Seeing this, Xuanfeng became even more fearful and uneasy.
She never expected that Leng Ye would treat his subordinates with such ruthlessness.
This shows that the original owner of this body was truly fearless.
Why can't I like anyone?
I just have to like such a ruthless and cruel tyrant.
"Still playing dead?"
Leng Ye slowly turned around, his sinister gaze fixed on Xuan Fengqian, whose face had turned pale. "You've got some nerve!"
Xuan Fengqian realized that his invisibility spell had already been seen through by Leng Ye, and chuckled dryly, "You flatter me, Demon Lord."
"Hell has no gates, yet you dare to venture here."
Leng Ye suddenly made a move, tightly gripping Xuan Fengqian's neck, his five distinct fingers tightening rapidly in an instant.
“That’s not how it is.” Xuan Fengqian shook her head with difficulty, her cold hands gently covering Leng Ye’s hands as she cautiously explained, “To me, the Nine Netherworld is definitely not hell. With you here, this will be my other paradise.”
"If that's the case, why are you hiding from me?"
"Everyone knows my feelings for you. Why would I hide from you for no reason? I was just worried that I would offend your eyes, so I cast an invisibility spell to give you some peace and quiet."
Leng Ye gave a wicked sneer, "How could I not know that you have such self-awareness?"
Xuanfeng nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice. "I've figured it out. Love comes in many forms. It can be like a moth drawn to a flame, or it can be letting go and fulfilling each other's wishes. Since the Demon Lord has no feelings for me, I'm willing to bury this love deep in my heart forever. From now on, you go your way, and I'll go mine."
"oh?"
Leng Ye lazily withdrew his hand, but his sharp gaze made Xuan Fengqian's scalp tingle.
The reason he stared at her so intently was not because he was captivated by her beauty.
He was just a little curious.
How did this obsessive woman, who went to great lengths to marry him just a few hours ago, suddenly have a change of heart?
"Don't worry, I will never again be as presumptuous as before, shamelessly clinging to you." Xuan Fengqian thought that Leng Ye had not understood her implied meaning, so she patiently explained.
"You've ruined my wedding night, and you still think you can get away with it?"
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