Chapter 37: Even after being injured like this, he still stubbornly waited outside my house, Jing...
Mu Xingchen's breath hitched, and she raised the corner of her mouth playfully. Such a powerful demonic aura! How could he be so unable to control it?
This evil aura spread out from his pupils unscrupulously, it was so cold and creepy that in an instant Mu Xingchen got goose bumps on his arms.
If this continues, the strong and terrifying evil spirit will attract people.
"What's wrong with you, Master Jing?" Mu Xingchen squatted down and asked worriedly. Her voice was bewitching and so soft that it seemed like an auditory illusion.
Li Jing's face was terribly pale at this moment, with drops of cold sweat falling from his forehead and hitting Mu Xingchen's shoulders. He restrained himself from hurting the person in front of him. This was the only trace of rationality he had left.
He couldn't answer her either.
Looking closely at his sleeves, the palms hidden beneath his sleeves were trembling slightly. He tried his best but couldn't control it, as if he had encountered something terrible.
Fear, dampness, darkness, useless restraint and a trace of clear mind.
Mu Xingchen looked up at the sky. Was he afraid of thunder? She looked at Li Jing with a complicated expression. He was actually afraid of thunder?
"Master Jing?" Mu Xingchen approached him little by little, then opened her arms and carefully hugged him. She said gently, "Don't be afraid, let's go inside."
She patted his back soothingly.
Li Jing's chaotic purple pupils grew increasingly dim. He could not see anything at the moment, and his head was dizzy. With the last bit of rationality left, he said in a deep voice, "Let's go."
A cold breath hit Mu Xingchen's ears. The chill swept from top to bottom, making people shiver uncontrollably.
Mu Xingchen paused, her hand touched his hair, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Li Jing's breathing became rapid. She? Where? Who is she?
Mu Xingchen seemed to see his gradually fading consciousness. She curled the corners of her lips, lowered her head close to his lips, and whispered, "I'm Mu Qing."
Mu? Qing?
Mu Xingchen's breath hit the corner of his lips, and he said slowly and warmly: "I am the person you like."
Li Jing stopped breathing, like, the person???
Mu Qing...
He seemed to remember the name, and also seemed to remember the face of the owner of the name...
But is she the one he likes? Or...
Suddenly, his purple pupils darkened, and a deep and terrifying murderous aura was released.
Someone you want to kill?
Mu Xingchen played with his hair, and after feeling the murderous aura he released, the curve of her lips became wider and wider.
It’s true that I like you, and it’s also true that I want to kill you.
However, as a person with dementia about to become a puppet, the true master pulling the strings is right before his eyes. The consequences of offending the master are dire. Therefore, he must do whatever the master tells him to do.
Mu Xingchen's gentle breath approached the corner of his lips, and she coaxed him softly: "You are reluctant to kill me, because I am the only person you love in this life. If you kill me, you will die too."
Li Jing frowned unconsciously, repeating this sentence in his mouth: "If I kill you, I... will die too..."
He seemed to be thinking, but thinking was very difficult because his consciousness had been completely withdrawn. What remained was only superficial instinct. He could only understand this sentence superficially.
The two looked at each other's eyes, and the air around them was flowing violently like countless twirls.
Suddenly, strong winds blew up around, blowing up the wet fallen leaves, just like the scene when he had murderous intentions that day.
Mu Xingchen chuckled softly, but his murderous intent became even stronger because of her words.
A sharp leaf slowly pressed against her neck. Mu Xingchen lowered her head slightly to look at the leaf that threatened her life, and a wave of restlessness rose in her heart, a kind of excitement that came from meeting a kindred spirit.
They are the same kind of people. The more they like something, the more likely they are to lose it.
Mu Xingchen thought of the dog she raised as a child. That was the first time she liked a living thing.
But later, she killed it with her own hands.
The education she received since childhood was different from that of others.
In this world, she cannot have any weaknesses.
Any person or thing she likes could become a sharp blade that threatens her. However, the Mu family would never allow such a sharp blade to hurt her and the Mu family at the same time.
Therefore, the more you like something, the more likely you are to lose it. Then, you won't care about anything else.
but.
Mu Xingchen looked down at her bracelet. She had Xiao Qi. Now, Xiao Qi was her weak spot.
She chuckled softly and asked curiously, "Master Jing, do you have a weak spot?"
Li Jing said without hesitation: "No."
Mu Xingchen murmured, "How pitiful! Not everyone in this world has the good fortune to meet Xiao Qi and be rescued from danger."
Li Jing didn't understand what she meant.
The leaf was stained with demonic energy, a rich black. Several strands of Mu Xingchen's hair were cut off and fell down along her shoulders.
She said regretfully, "So, when it's time to make a decision, you have to be decisive. Otherwise, if you miss it, there will be no next chance. Since you really wanted to kill me, you shouldn't have let me go that day." She slowly lifted up a few strands of his white hair, gently stroked them in her hand, and the hair fell gently to the ground, mixing with her black hair, one black and one white, like the Yin and Yang diagram of heaven and earth.
Mu Xingchen raised his hand slightly, and a few strands of hair on the ground instantly caught fire. The flames flickered in the eyes of the two men. Mu Xingchen smiled slowly and said, "Since you let me go, you will be in trouble."
"Do you know how unlucky this will be?" She paused, leaning close to his lips: "From now on, I will become your weak spot. But, I am not Xiao Qi, to you..."
She only cares about benefits. When she has had enough fun, she will abandon him or kill him.
So, just consider yourself unlucky.
Li Jing frowned: "You won't be my weakness, because..."
He would kill her.
The next second, the leaf slashed down towards her neck without hesitation. Li Jing could already foresee the scene of her neck blood vessels bursting. Although his heart would involuntarily feel a sharp pain when he thought of these scenes, the voice in his heart told him that this was the right thing to do. He had to kill her, otherwise, as she said, there would be endless troubles.
But for some reason, the leaf stopped only one centimeter away from her neck.
To be precise, it was forced to stop.
Mu Xingchen didn't even turn her head. She gently raised her hand, pinched the leaf with her fingertips, and then crushed it into pieces without hesitation.
"Puff." Li Jing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale. He was severely hit by the backlash.
Mu Xingchen pinched his chin, his eyes dark as he said, "Even clay figures have tempers. If an ordinary person had offended me like this, they would have died a thousand times over. I've been so tolerant of you, so you must be grateful and respectful to me in the future, okay?"
Half of his injuries were caused by her, but he tried to kill her twice, so he deserved it no matter how serious the injuries were.
"But if you wanted to kill me so badly, you shouldn't have gone to the prison to save me. Or did you realize you were losing control after that incident, and that's why you decided to kill me? It seems like you made an irrational decision just to save me."
Reason and awareness restrain each other.
When he was unconscious, he instinctively wanted to kill her, but when he was conscious, he let her go.
People are really strange, their feelings come out of nowhere. She covets his appearance and his usefulness, but what does he covet from her?
Mu Xingchen thought carefully.
In the end, she concluded that even if someone is too outstanding, their brilliance will inevitably shine through, intentionally or unintentionally. She is indeed the type of person who easily fascinates people.
Mu Xingchen raised her head and tilted his chin to direct his gaze towards the shattered leaf. She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Look, you couldn't bear to kill me, but you shattered the leaf. You like me, really like me, so much so that you suppressed your instincts for my sake."
Li Jing was stunned. He liked her.
He liked her so much that he was willing to give up killing her, and was willing to let her continue to control his emotions and then make her his weak spot.
"Bang, bang, bang!!!" His heart began to beat violently involuntarily, and even a hint of blush appeared on his pale face.
"Boom!" A burst of lightning struck again, and Li Jing's face, which had originally been stained with red, turned pale as a ghost again. The blood from the corner of his mouth seeped onto his clothes, his hair was messy, and the rain was sticking to his body. He knelt in front of her, looking like he had been tortured.
Mu Xingchen couldn't help but gasp. Beauty can be misleading. She really liked his appearance.
The next moment, she hugged him as if nothing had happened, and coaxed him softly: "Master Jing, don't be afraid, it's just thunder."
Listening to the gentle voice beside his ears, the fear that was sweeping through Li Jing's heart subsided a little, but the disordered spiritual power in his body became even more agitated.
"Let's go, Master Jing, let's go into the house." Mu Xingchen supported him.
The next second, Li Jing's head fell straight onto her neck, and he closed his eyes and stopped struggling.
Mu Xingchen smiled slightly and led him into the house.
The moment the door was closed, the demonic power outside disappeared completely with the rain.
Mu Xingchen helped him and put him on the bed. She comforted him softly, "It's okay, Master Jing."
In a daze, Li Jing heard a voice that kept comforting him softly. That voice was like a siren, stirring up the deepest desires in one's heart. It was so enticing that it drew one in, making one want to get closer, to capture her, to imprison her, and then to possess her.
Thinking of this, the damp heat emanating from his body began to force him to slowly open his eyes.
"Bang!" Mu Xingchen's beautiful face was right in front of him.
His heart skipped a beat, his breathing became disordered, his whole body was in a state of agitation, but his eyes were fixed on her, motionless.
Mu Xingchen was very close to him. She looked into his eyes and said seductively, "Tell me, how are you going to thank me? Why am I always by your side when you are in danger?" She hooked his hair, and raised the end of her voice slightly. She slowly approached the corner of his lips, and her breath hit the tip of his nose. "You are injured like this, but you still insist on guarding outside my house. Master Jing...how much do you like me...um? Brother Jing?" She said seductively, word by word.
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