Chapter 243 Black-Hearted Lotus Junior Brother 11
Lingyue looked at her in disbelief, "Why...?"
Meng Jiao was in tears, "You're a demon. If I stay with you, I'll die. I don't want to die. I'm sorry..."
Ling Yue's eyes were bloodshot, and her lips were stained with bright red blood. "If you didn't want to be with me, why did you agree to marry me?"
Meng Jiao only shed tears, her hands continuing to move. "I'm sorry..."
Ling Yue's aura weakened, and he revealed his true form: a small red fox.
Meng Jiao cried even harder, but her hands didn't stop; she continued to drive the Soul-Locking Nails into the little fox's body...
Xu Qiuqiu was deeply shocked by the scene before her; Meng Jiao was far too cruel…
In this world, will someone who falls in love with a demon die?
She initially thought it would be a sweet, romantic story, but it turned out to be a bloody love tale...
The room was dilapidated, and everything inside was covered with a thick layer of dust.
Mo Chen looked around at everything. He had followed the scent to this place, but his senior sister's last scent had disappeared here.
A cloud of dark mist drifted over. "Kid, are you looking for your little sweetheart?"
"You can't fool me." Mo Chen's eyes sharpened. "Quickly tell me where my senior sister is?"
"Hahaha—" the black mist suddenly burst into laughter, "Of course I can't fool you, because you and I are the same kind."
"So you lured Senior Sister in?" Mo Chen condensed a powerful red light in his hand and shot it towards the black mist.
The black mist was dispersed but quickly merged back together. He said disdainfully, "Save your energy, you can't kill me."
Unable to find Xu Qiuqiu, Mo Chen felt extremely annoyed. He said in a deep voice, "I'll ask you one more time, where is Senior Sister?"
The black mist wasn't frightened; instead, it said with interest, "Don't you want to know if your senior sister will choose you?"
Mo Chen looked impatient. "What do you mean?"
The black mist sneered, "Does she know you're a fox demon? She certainly doesn't, does she?"
"Shut up!" Mo Chen interrupted the black mist, and countless red lights attacked the black mist frantically.
The black mist dispersed and then merged back together, and the room collapsed but was restored to its original state.
The black mist circled around Mo Chen and said, "I told you, you can't kill me. No matter how powerful you are, you're just hitting thin air."
Mo Chen forced himself to calm down. If the black mist wasn't a physical object, then it must just be an illusion. All he needed to do was find a way to dispel it.
He carefully observed his surroundings: the eerie and dilapidated room, the congealed red bloodstains, and a brand-new bracelet on the dressing table, completely out of place amidst the ruins.
He walked over and examined the bracelet closely. It didn't seem like an ordinary item; it looked like a high-grade magic artifact.
"Didn't you want to find your senior sister?" the black mist said, leaning closer. "You can see her by touching the bracelet."
"Why should I believe you?" Mo Chen's powerful aura dispersed the black mist, his voice filled with disgust. "Don't come near me."
The black mist said with pity, "Little fox, I only want to enlighten you because you are the same kind as me. Humans are only afraid of death and selfish."
Mo Chen sneered, "I already knew that, I didn't need you to remind me."
His mind was actually in turmoil. Why did he come in without hesitation? If she really died inside, he wouldn't have to struggle with whether or not to kill her.
In my memory, she stood firmly in front of him, protecting him, and gently comforting him…
"So I want you to see it more clearly," the black mist tempted. "Don't you want to find your senior sister? Touching this bracelet will allow you to see her."
Mo Chen paused for a moment, then picked up the bracelet.
In the bright red wedding room, Meng Jiao finally finished nailing, and drops of blood fell to the ground. Xu Qiuqiu's consciousness began to dissipate, and the scene before her eyes slowly disappeared.
When she regained consciousness, she found herself sitting on a soft brocade quilt, dressed in her wedding gown.
She had a red veil covering her head and held a dagger in her hand.
She was startled; wasn't this exactly what she had just witnessed?
Has she become Meng Jiao?
She heard footsteps, and soon her veil was lifted. When she looked up, she saw Mo Chen, who was also dressed in wedding attire.
She was stunned. What was going on?
Mo Chen looked at Xu Qiuqiu, who had become stunningly beautiful, and his heart suddenly raced.
It seemed that after touching that bracelet, he suddenly felt a surge of love in his heart, and seeing her sitting obediently on the wedding bed, he actually felt a bit of the joy of being a groom.
Xu Qiuqiu's body began to move beyond her control. She smiled sweetly, "Husband, you've come..."
Even knowing it was fake, Mo Chen felt a strange sense of joy. "Senior Sister."
He knew what was going to happen next. After he sat down, the evil blade in her hand would pierce his heart, suppressing all his magic power. Then she would use the Soul Lock to pin his limbs, trapping him there for eternity, unable to escape.
But a strange feeling of love welled up inside him, making him unable to resist wanting to get closer to her. He knew that this love was not his, but Ling Yue's.
Once inside, everything spiraled out of control. So, after my senior sister kills him, will the illusion dissipate, or will we both die here?
Suddenly, many voices flooded Xu Qiuqiu's mind: Kill him, and you can live!
Don't hesitate, kill him. He's just a lowly demon, and you have a bright future ahead of you!
Xu Qiuqiu was extremely panicked. She didn't want to kill A-Fen, but her body was out of her control...
A constant stream of voices continued to seduce her.
She looked at Mo Chen, and thinking about what was about to happen, she felt utterly desperate…
Don't sit down, please walk faster...
No matter how much she resisted, her body was completely beyond her control, and her voice was exceptionally soft, "Husband, sit down, okay?"
Mo Chen remained silent, but Ling Yue's overflowing love compelled him to want to get closer to her.
So that's what Lingyue was planning, to make him see the truth about so-called feelings?
But Senior Sister is not Meng Jiao, and he is not Ling Yue. This so-called test is completely meaningless.
Mo Chen smiled and said, "Senior sister, I'll do whatever you say."
After he finished speaking, he sat down next to her.
The voice in Xu Qiuqiu's mind grew even louder: Kill him!
She lost control, pulled out the dagger, her smile grew gentler, but her heart was filled with increasing pain.
Mo Chen wanted to find an opportunity to snatch the dagger from her hand, but instead heard the sound of the dagger piercing flesh.
At the last moment, Xu Qiuqiu broke free from the control and plunged the dagger into her own heart. Her red wedding dress was stained even redder with blood, and blood began to seep from the corner of her mouth.
Mo Chen felt as if his heart had been struck a heavy blow, the pain instantly turning his eyes red. He hugged her tightly, his voice trembling, "Senior Sister...why..."
Qiuqiu leaned against Mo Chen's chest, gently raising her hand to cover his face. "Thank goodness... I didn't hurt you..."
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