Chapter 170: Dark Fairy Tale, Cinderella Makes a Deal with the Devil (28)
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In the cozy room, warm light gently falls on Shen Yuan's shoulders.
She sat at the dressing table, numbly applying medicine to her wound.
Before, Wangzai gave her the identity of an orphan whose parents had both passed away. She felt very unhappy about this and complained to Wangzai a lot.
As a result, in this world, even though she has a sister and a mother who love her, she feels that it would be better to be an orphan.
Being an orphan means having no ties and not being easily affected by emotions.
Anastasia is dead, and Blanchett is crazy.
Everyone who bullied Cinderella ended up badly, including her.
Wangzai said that Cinderella and Argus are key characters in the dark fairy tale and the hub that holds the entire world together.
If Cinderella died, the fairy tale world would collapse and she would be trapped here and could never go back.
That's why Shen Yuan stopped Blanchett from killing her.
"hiss!"
The stinging sensation brought Shen Yuan back to her senses. She looked at the scratches on her arm caused by Blanchett, and suddenly felt a soreness in her nose, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.
Big drops of blood fell, and Chen Yuan bit her lower lip, trying to hold back the surging emotions.
But it was in vain and tears flowed down my face.
Chen Yuan hurriedly reached out and wiped her face, her palms wet with tears.
It must be painful...
Thinking of this, Chen Yuan suddenly curled up his lips and smiled sarcastically.
So pretentious.
What's wrong with admitting that she just can't bear to part with Anastasia?
If Anastasia saw this, she would probably point at her nose and tell her to swallow her tears.
"Why are you crying? Dusula, why are you so useless?"
Thinking of this scene, Chen Yuan unconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth, raising a faint arc.
"You humans are hiding here, crying and laughing at the same time. Are you all crazy?"
At least there is no normal person in this manor.
Upon hearing his voice, Shen Yuan's mood, which had just improved a little, plummeted to the bottom.
She raised her eyelids and looked at the figure behind her through the mirror.
After not seeing him for one night, his figure seemed to be more obvious.
"Why are you here again?"
Shen Yuan said coldly, with an expression that was hard to conceal impatience.
A dangerous emotion flashed in Argos's narrow eyes. He raised the corners of his lips, and his smile was cold and thin.
"Why? Don't you want to see me?"
"I just want to know if you have anything to do with Anastasia's death."
Through the mirror, Shen Yuan could clearly see the expression on Argos's face.
He narrowed his eyes in displeasure, and his whole body exuded a sinister and murderous aura.
"Are you questioning me?"
"No, asking."
"So what if it's related to me, so what if it's not related to me, could it be that you still want to kill me?"
Argos bent down, put his ear close to Shen Yuan's and blew a vicious breath.
The pink tips of the ears shrank sensitively, like a mimosa, so cute.
"Get out of here."
Chen Yuan stood up in shame and anger, covering his burning ears and glaring at Argos fiercely.
Like a small beast with bared fangs and claws.
"Do you know what happened to those who dared to point their fingers at me and curse me over the past thousand years?"
"I will devour their flesh and send their filthy, smelly souls to the Avici Hell for cleansing. The blazing fire will burn away all their sins."
Shen Yuan's petite body trembled visibly, as if she was frightened.
But she bit her lower lip, looked at him stubbornly, and said word by word
"No, you won't kill me."
No matter how terrifying his identity is or how cruel his behavior is, the soul in his bones is still the person that Shen Yuan has loved in three worlds.
He couldn't bear to kill himself, never would.
Argos was amused by Shen Yuan's determined expression. His pale lips moved twice, and he was about to say something to break her unrealistic fantasy.
When I met that pair of red, swollen and wet eyes, I couldn't say anything.
There seemed to be something blocking my throat, making it feel heavy.
Yes, he didn't want to kill her.
Maybe it was out of curiosity, or maybe it was out of desire for her.
Every time he saw her, Argus wanted to pounce on her and tear her to pieces.
It's such a pity that such a beautiful person died.
Argus had forgotten that Dusula's appearance had not changed.
For more than ten years, he has not been interested in this skin. What makes him desire is always the soul hidden under the skin.
"You're right. Your soul is pure and your blood is sweet. How could I bear to kill you?"
The cold chest pressed against Shen Yuan's hot back, the breath of the evil ghost was icy, and the slender joints of his body were wandering on her face in a very wanton manner.
The fingertips were cold, causing goose bumps all over Shen Yuan's body.
"I heard that you were going to the palace just to find Anastasia's body?"
Argus asked suddenly.
Shen Yuan did not rush to answer, but asked
"So, you were in the hall just now, right? You watched Blanchett strangle Cinderella's neck, and she begged you for help. Why didn't you save her?"
Argus chuckled and spoke slowly.
"I promised her mother not to kill her, but that doesn't mean I don't want her to die."
"Her soul is filthy and smelly, like a rat in the gutter. She should be thrown into the Avici Hell and washed clean."
When mentioning Cinderella, Argus's eyes were filled with coldness, and he obviously hated her very much.
But it's obvious that he is not a good person either.
"You are an evil ghost, yet you still say others are evil."
The rough fingertips rubbed the soft cheeks, and feeling the soft and smooth touch of the fingertips, Agos's mood unconsciously improved a lot, and he even talked more.
"There are many people in the world who are more vicious than demons, such as the one in the palace."
"The aura of death emanating from him is even stronger than mine."
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