In an elegantly furnished room
Xiao Wujie sank into the sofa, his long legs crossed, one hand on the armrest and the other supporting his chin.
The lamplight cast faint shadows on his pale, porcelain-like face, partially obscuring his handsome, almost demonic features, and giving him a cold, oppressive aura.
Opposite him, Lu Zhufeng stood with his arms crossed, his face calm, his gaze, tinged with subtle worry, fixed on him.
Bei Shan carefully took out a jade pendant and handed it to Xiao Wujie, his voice no longer as magnetic as usual, but somewhat dry:
"Yunmo said he left a location talisman on Lin Qingyi. Give this to you and you will be able to sense her location."
A glint flashed in his deep eyes, and Xiao Wujie accepted the jade pendant offered to him expressionlessly.
This was a gift he gave to Yunmo, because the jade pendant was made of special materials and could carry some special magical abilities.
His original intention was to hide a life-saving teleportation technique within him, which could protect him from harm or even save his life in critical moments.
To his surprise, he treasured it like a precious gem, refusing to accept it no matter what. He said it was the first gift he had ever given him, and he only wanted to wear it, not use it as a talisman.
Because once this kind of thing has been used, it will become dull and lose its luster, thus losing its value.
Unable to resist his insistence, Xiao Wujie did not force him, allowing him to wear it around his neck day and night, even when taking a bath.
To others, it might not seem unusual, but Xiao Wujie could clearly see the silver spatial talisman embedded inside the jade pendant.
This character can resonate with the mother talisman on Lin Qingyi's body, thus revealing her location.
However, the pattern of this spatial talisman was slightly disordered. If I'm not mistaken, he must have forcibly carved it in before losing consciousness.
He tightened his grip on the jade pendant with a slight twist of his knuckles, and the aura around him seemed to drop even lower.
Sitting opposite him, Bei Shan's palms were sweating with nervousness. Xiao Wujie usually had a reserved aura, making people feel no threat at all, and even seemed a bit easy to bully.
This was the first time he had ever felt such a powerful and outward aura emanating from him. At such close range, he even felt that he could hardly breathe.
His small eyes, filled with a pleading look, stole glances at Lu Zhufeng, hoping he would say a few words to get Xiao Wujie to let him go.
If he stayed here any longer, he would suffocate.
"Vito Rosso's clone has a special memory chip embedded in it. We need to find a way to create a scanner that can identify the chip in his brain."
Before Lu Zhufeng could speak, Xiao Wujie's cold and deep voice suddenly rang out.
His fingers gently caressed the jade pendant in his hand, his eyes cold and deep as he looked up.
Last time, I failed to identify the clone and thought I had dealt with him, which led to the consequences I have today.
This time, he will not give him the slightest chance!
Silently wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Beishan stammered:
"I can provide the technology for electronic information, but as for manufacturing..."
"Go find Leng Ruxue, she will help you."
A domineering and cold voice rang out from outside the door.
Accompanied by the clatter of high heels, Chu Liyue entered the room with an icy aura.
Upon seeing Chu Liyue enter, Xiao Wujie's suffocatingly cold aura instantly lessened, and a hint of warmth appeared in his usually cold and deep eyes.
"You can go out now."
With a cold gaze sweeping over the upright Lu Zhufeng and Beishan, Chu Liyue calmly told them to leave.
Beishan nodded slightly to her as if he had been granted a pardon, then slipped away from the room as if fleeing.
Lu Zhufeng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chu Liyue arrive. Xiao Wujie's aura was more frightening than ever before, and he didn't dare to say anything to persuade him.
After a series of long and arduous journeys without a moment's rest, his face was frighteningly pale. Lu Zhufeng even felt that he was only holding on by the suppressed anger in his heart.
If this continues, something bad is going to happen...
He met Chu Liyue's gaze with obvious worry, and seeing the relief in her eyes, he immediately left the room without hesitation.
The only person who can make Xiao Wujie feel better right now is Chu Liyue.
At times like this, what he needs most is her.
Seeing Chu Liyue gracefully sit down beside him, Xiao Wujie's icy aura completely dissipated, and his trembling long eyelashes cast delicate shadows on his face.
Shedding the cold, oppressive armor, the vulnerability, riddled with holes and eroded by complex emotions, is laid bare.
"elder sister……"
His usually gentle and soft voice was now completely replaced by a hoarse and suppressed tone.
Her cold eyes flickered silently, and Chu Liyue's slender hands gently covered his waist, forcefully pinching his waist.
He then sat astride her lap, his head bowed and his breath low.
Her fingers gripped his neck firmly, and her delicate red lips, carrying an intoxicating scent, captured his Adam's apple, gently kissing and caressing it.
"Uh..."
Xiao Wujie couldn't help but let out a soft moan. He wrapped his arms around her neck, parted his thin lips slightly, tilted his head back, and let out a sexy low moan.
Chu Liyue's lips pressed against his thin lips, her breath hot and forceful, sealing his breath and silencing his soft moans.
Her fragrant tongue easily pried open his teeth, relentlessly rummaging through his mouth and stealing the breath from his mouth.
A slender, bony hand gently held his head, leaving him no room to back down.
After a long while, her slender fingers silently slipped inside his clothes and gently pinched his waist.
Xiao Wujie, who was being bullied to the point of almost being unable to breathe, suddenly groaned, his body trembled, and he collapsed weakly into her arms.
She gently stroked his back to help him calm his disordered breathing, and lightly kissed his earlobe with her red lips.
"Be good, don't be sad."
His voice was low, cold, and gentle, yet it carried a chillingly domineering and forceful quality.
Xiao Wujie, his head buried in her neck, his chest heaving, his warm breath spraying onto her snow-white skin.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were misty.
He couldn't help but reach out and tightly wrap his arms around her slender waist, greedily inhaling her scent to calm the complex emotions of repression, anger, and shame swirling in his heart.
P.S.: I've started a book test, another huge gamble. Success means a long and miserable existence, failure means utter ruin.
Those who have read this far have either followed the story all the way through or caught up with it in one go.
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I've been stuck at 8.0 for a long time, which is quite frustrating. If possible, I'd like to raise the rating a bit.
You guys: That's outrageous!
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