Chapter 156 That's why I like you so much
Jun Changmo bent down, his slender fingertips gently tracing the back of Wen Yanyu's neck. The cold, sticky touch felt like some ominous creature licking his skin.
Wen Yanyu's hair stood on end, and his body trembled uncontrollably, but he still didn't open his eyes.
They assumed the other person had lost the courage to resist and was simply chilled by the weather.
Jun Changmo chuckled softly, reached out and gently patted Wen Yanyu's cheek twice as a form of comfort, and explained slowly, "Don't be afraid, I'll be able to take you away from this world in half an hour."
"It took me a long time to come back to this world, and another long time to find a way to take you away."
As they spoke, Jun Changmo stood up, turned his back to Wen Yanyu, and casually began to arrange the escape route.
Within minutes, Jun Changmo frowned.
Crossing the world barrier and taking the world's protagonist away wouldn't be difficult for him, but...
Jun Changmo pointed to the core that he had just pulled out from the bottom of the mountain range.
His brows furrowed even deeper.
A transparent sphere filled with black mist and cracks in the void was slowly repairing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its originally weak power was also increasing at a speed he could perceive.
He destroyed many world cores. Although the core of a high-magic world has its own protection, he easily crushed the core of this low-magic world in an instant.
Who is supporting the core of the world?
how…………
Jun Changmo tilted his head slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
I haven't had time to think about it in detail yet.
A sharp pain shot through the back of his neck. Jun Changmo paused, then looked down to see a grayish-white mist blade pierce straight through him.
Behind me, I could hear heavy breathing.
Wen Yanyu's long hair was disheveled. She used all her strength to prop herself up with one hand, while the other hand was slightly raised, with a thin mist covering her fingertips. It was her last bit of strength.
Jun Changmo blinked, squatted down to be at eye level with Wen Yanyu, and the hole in his neck slowly healed.
Until the vocal cords recover.
Jun Changmo smiled and gently wiped away the boy's tears.
That's why I like you so much.
"A bright and beautiful soul, which can never be extinguished, so beautiful, so captivating."
"I admit I went a bit too far before. This time, I'll treat you better. I've built a new paradise where you can stay by my side and enjoy stories from other worlds with me. As long as you behave and be a good little bunny, I won't let you suffer anymore."
Jun Changmo's smile deepened, his cynical laughter obscuring his true nature. His slightly damaged throat emitted hoarse, ambiguous tones, weaving his threatening words into a soft, sweet veil.
The man's words plunged him back into his past pain.
Despair gradually filled Wen Yanyu's eyes. She bit her lip, refusing to shed another tear.
"Why won't you let me go!"
Wen Yanyu's eyes were red-rimmed, anger and resentment surging through her brain, her body trembling uncontrollably, as she questioned the person in front of her at the top of her lungs.
"Why do you always appear just when I'm about to recover? What did I do wrong? Why are you doing this to me?!"
"Why, why are you doing this to us?" Wen Yanyu asked repeatedly, her breathing rapid.
Jun Changmo looked at Wen Yanyu quietly, gently stroking the top of his head with his palm.
It's like petting your favorite pet.
He said, "There aren't that many 'whys' in this world."
“Strictly speaking, I am not human. I know your universal values, but I don’t understand why you think about so many whys.”
People always want to know why. Why do grudges, love, and hate arise out of nowhere? Why are some people hurt even though they did nothing wrong?
Jun Changmo's dark eyes curved slightly, thick, sticky fluid flowing within them. "Being with you makes me happy. That's the only reason, and that's enough."
Wen Yanyu stopped questioning, his body beginning to feel weak from overusing his abilities to break free of his shackles.
She could only collapse onto the snow, helplessly murmuring, "Please, let me go. Are you really happy seeing all this?"
Traveling through different worlds again and again, destroying and rebuilding, watching them struggle in different worlds.
What is there to be happy about?
Their resistance was not entirely futile; each time they inflicted significant damage on Jun Changmo. Why risk destruction to do these things?
Wen Yanyu did not ask the question.
Jun Changmo understood.
"You're using people's values..."
Jun Changmo paused slightly, and a wicked glint suddenly appeared in his deep black eyes. He laughed and said, "You use the values that people use to maintain the normal functioning of society to think about me, so of course you won't get the answer you want."
The words were spoken.
Jun Changmo released his hand from Wen Yanyu's cheek, his tone calm, gentle, and even carrying a hint of eerie arrogance, "Because I wanted to, I did it, that's all."
After Jun Changmo finished speaking, he turned to look at the core of the world.
The time is almost up.
I stopped chatting with the "rabbit".
As the core of the flash was obscured, the flowing shadows gathered in the air not far away, forming a narrow doorway.
Jun Changmo touched his healed throat and glanced indifferently at Wen Yanyu, who was still trying to resist.
In the blink of an eye, the black mist spread out, crawling up to his ankles like snakes.
The last trace of color drained from Wen Yanyu's face. Before he could even scream, the excruciating pain in his ankle overwhelmed him, leaving him powerless and collapsing to the ground.
"This is a little punishment for your disobedience." Jun Changmo chuckled, casually grabbed Wen Yanyu's arm, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and led her inside.
They were getting closer and closer to the door.
A whooshing sound rang out simultaneously with the sound of the earth's crust moving.
Large swaths of snow rolled down from the mountaintop.
Wen Yanyu barely opened her sweaty eyes, but everything was shrouded in fog, and she couldn't see anything clearly.
Just a breath.
The previously open doors instantly closed.
Jun Changmo looked down at his right arm, which was about to be severed, his expression changed slightly, and he glanced at the distance.
In the wind and snow, a black figure approached from afar, a long sword dragging on the frozen ground with a piercing sound.
As the snow kicked up by the violent movement of the earth's crust gradually dissipated, the man's features became clearer.
Black hair, blue eyes, clear and three-dimensional bone structure, long eyelashes with drooping eyelids, the sword constantly emanating cold air, and each friction between the drooping sword tip and the ground would create new ice.
Such a scene can only be described with one adjective.
Death has come to claim lives.
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