Chapter 75 Chapter 75 My heartbeat is in sync with hers, and I communicate with her...
"...Such a clichéd story of kingdom and beauty."
Lin Miao grumbled, "How could a dignified Demon King ask such a tasteless question?"
"It's a little low-brow, and it might embarrass you, but that's all." He curled his lips and said these rather naughty words lightly.
Lin Miao was silent for a few seconds, then narrowed his eyes. "Before this question, I've already passed both of your tests. Being too impulsive isn't the way to approach a relationship."
The devil raised an eyebrow, his face, carved from the same mold as hers, full of interest: "So what do you want?"
"One for one." Lin Miao said seriously, "You also have to answer a question for me."
"Okay," He agreed readily. "Ask."
Lin Miao then looked directly into His pure black pupils and spoke softly, "Why did we lose the battle back then?"
As heavy as a thousand pounds.
"..." The corners of the devil's mouth slowly straightened, and the interest on his face disappeared without a trace.
"I'm inferior in skill." He lowered his eyes and said calmly, "I admit defeat."
According to the law of conservation, a smile shifted to Lin Miao's face: "You're not as skilled as others? I thought you were just being cautious."
"He was able to 'disappear' from under his nose for a hundred years, and even found his way to another world—do you really think you can't defeat him?"
The figure in the deep purple robe faded for a moment, then quickly solidified again: "This is the second question."
"now you."
"You are a person who is full of lies, and you still want to get the truth from me." Lin Miao sneered and did not ask any more questions.
"Why did you choose to become the Demon King? That's why I want to take back authority and power." She also took a step closer to Him, the distance between them shortened, their noses almost touching, and she could even see the obscurity in his eyes.
"Besides, your multiple-choice question doesn't make sense at all."
Similar figures confronted each other, and the Demon King opened his mouth: "...So, you want both?"
"Why not?" Lin Miao shrugged. "You know very well, don't you? Without the former, you can't truly 'own' the latter, but without the latter, there will be no former at all."
"What you said to the young angel is also what you feel in your heart."
He remained silent for a long time.
“There will be no other answer.”
A silver star fell on His robe. Lin Miao opened his arms and gave Him a sincere and inspiring smile in the dark sky and the vast starry sky.
"After all, you've never worried about recognizing the wrong person, nor do you want to confirm whether we are the same soul, right?
You just want to confirm whether your reincarnated self can still bear the identity of "Demon King".
"Are you smart enough, insightful enough, courageous enough, kind-hearted enough... and honest enough to accept yourself?"
Her tone was almost coaxing: "But these don't prove anything. The only way to test it is through practice."
"Why not witness it with your own eyes? Witness your future selves, both of you—"
"I can afford it."
The cold and majestic woman stared at her blankly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and it seemed that the only thing in her field of vision was her arrogant and confident demeanor.
"Witness it with your own eyes?"
"Yes." Lin Miao maintained his arms open and tilted his head, "We are one."
"One..." He murmured, and suddenly, the corners of his lips curved slightly.
The arc was subtle at first, then grew larger and larger; the smile was like rock sugar dissolved in warm water, spreading from the jaw to the tip of the eyebrows, softening the sharp outline of the devil.
The heavy emotion in his dark eyes was replaced by a gentle emotion, as if he had finally untied a knot that had troubled him for hundreds of years.
"You're right." He said this, and without any unnecessary movement, he passed his arm under her raised arms, wrapped it around her waist, and placed his palm on her back.
The devil's body temperature was lower than hers, so she should have felt cold, but inexplicably she felt like she was by a fire in winter.
A heartbeat that synchronizes with hers, a breath that intertwines with hers.
A soul, an embrace spanning a hundred years.
Lin Miao couldn't help but hold Him tighter, but the next moment, the touch in her arms suddenly became light.
The corners of His clothes glowed with tiny rays of light, and deep purple specks of light seeped through the lines of the fabric, like melting snow in spring.
Immediately afterwards, his limbs, shoulders and neck began to be wrapped in flowing light, gradually enveloping his entire body; the last remaining trace of the devil's consciousness became transparent in her arms, turning into countless bright specks of light, and bit by bit penetrated into Lin Miao's body.
It's a wonderful feeling.
Like a warm feather brushing across his heart, like a spring tide flowing over a frozen riverbed, all his organs suddenly began to move. The light, carrying its warmth, flowed through Lin Miao's veins, stirring his blood.
A part of his body that had been missing for a long time was finally filled up perfectly, just like a fragment that had been lost for many years finally returned to its place. Lin Miao suddenly felt an indescribable sense of perfection.
The last ray of light sank into his palm, and a soft sigh drifted into her ears: "I'm looking forward to it."
The star-studded night sky began to crack from the far edge, followed closely by the scenery surrounding Lin Miao. Silvery light shone through the cracks, splitting the entire starry sky into countless small pieces and suddenly shattering it.
Lin Miao subconsciously reached out his hand, but only felt a cold void.
The feeling of weightlessness she felt after escaping the dreamland lasted only a moment. The majestic female voice, the strange test, the demon king's embrace—these bizarre scenes were like a nap. When she woke up, she was back in the cluttered treasure room beneath the palace.
There was an ancient and old smell lingering around her nose, and under the dim light there were piles of gold, silver and jewelry. It seemed vaguely that someone was calling her name.
The only thing that could prove that she was not dreaming was the purple gem that she had been holding in her hand.
...No, the moment she returned to reality, the gem had already changed its appearance.
The heavy, massive objects melted into tiny, ink-like purple powder, swirling and twisting in the air like quicksand, forming arcs.
The arc converged inward, slowly expanding into the outline of half a mask. Purple hues formed interwoven patterns of light and dark against the snow-white mask, like climbing vines or flowing clouds.
The mask, half white with purple patterns, was smooth and lustrous. When it landed in Lin Miao's palm, it felt so light that it was almost weightless.
However, just as she lifted the mask and covered her left face with it, the purple lines burst out with extremely dazzling starlight.
His mind felt like it was being hammered by a sledgehammer, his nerves screaming with dull pain, and Lin Miao's vision suddenly went dark. An unprecedentedly ferocious flood surged forward, unstoppable, breaking through the floodgates and filling every empty corner with its mighty force.
“……!!!!” Lin Miao hugged her head tightly. The violent and overwhelming torrent made it difficult for her to maintain her balance for a moment, and she staggered back a few steps.
"Well……"
I don’t know how long the storm raged, but perhaps time would seem especially long under the impact of the torrent.
The noise finally returned to silence, and she slowly, slowly loosened her hands and straightened her back.
“Lin Miao!!!”
The initially vague voice calling her persisted, finally breaking through the fog and reaching her ears with incredible clarity.
Lin Miao looked up and saw the anxious and panicked face of the three-headed dog.
He seemed to want to grab her shoulders, but he didn't know what had happened to her that caused her to suddenly disappear and reappear. He was worried that it would affect her condition, so he could only hope that she would "wake up" as soon as possible, and the gilded lake was filled with worry.
Behind him, Martha seemed to be saying something anxiously, but she couldn't make out what it was.
Lin Miao raised a hand, and the two demons quickly shut their mouths and fell completely silent.
"...Cerberus." Her voice was a little hoarse.
"I'm glad to see you grow up."
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