Chapter 173
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After divinity, his vigilance was raised to the highest level in an instant. High.
He had to escape —!
Him? He closed his eyes and opened them again? He propped up his limp body and forcefully pulled away the darkness around his neck, struggling to escape from this darkness.
But this action seemed to have angered the other party.
In the darkness, the two scarlet spots burned like fire. At the same time, the darkness that was even thicker than the night was boiling. They wrapped around him as if they were alive? Wrapped around and covered him, stopping him? He resisted. Him? His neck was wrapped even tighter, and he felt an ice-cold restraint on his wrists and ankles.
A wave of pain came from his shoulder. Ye Yunlan grunted as he smelled the sweet smell of blood.
— — it was the Demon Lord who had bitten his shoulder.
Such a scene also happened in his previous life.
On a pitch-black night with a full moon, when the other party was on the verge of madness.
Him? He was forced to stop moving and frowned.
The sharp canine teeth pressed against his flesh and slowly drew over as if tasting something.
"… Enough."
Ye Yunlan finally couldn't help but speak hoarsely. However, the other party ignored him and only buried his head in his shoulder.
The surging darkness around him bared its fangs and brandished its claws. At such a close distance, the other party's indescribable loss of control and madness could be transmitted to him.
Ye Yunlan felt a strange confusion and pain, causing his spirit to distort and split. It was as if there were thousands of him divided at the same time and whispering in his mind at the same time.
Even him? His spirit had once reached the Void Treading Realm, but it was still affected. But him? He knew that this might not even be one ten-thousandth of what the other party was enduring.
I can't … go on like this …
Ye Yunlan frowned and forced himself to think calmly.
Him? His current state was different from those who fell into an illusion. Him? He knew that he was awake and that this illusion was born from the memories in his heart that he couldn't let go, but he couldn't rely on his own strength to break free.
Him? When he walked into the sea of spider lilies and the path leading to these houses, he had already fallen into an illusion. The moment he met the paper man in the mirror, he fell into the second illusion.
Ordinary techniques all penetrated deep into a person's heart and controlled their mind. If he fell deeper, he? The chances of breaking free would become slimmer.
If only he had the Heart Cleansing Talisman in his hands. Otherwise, he? He could only use his spiritual power to forcefully use the Clear Heart Technique to escape. As for him? With his current body, using spiritual power was undoubtedly like drinking poison.
The Demon Lord's finger touched him? The wound on his shoulder? Him? He trembled. "No …"
The other party raised his head and whispered into his ear.
"Wife … I want to spend the night with you, okay?"
"Stay here with me forever."
"Together forever."
Ye Yunlan only shook her head. Half a teardrop appeared at the corner of her eyes. Her slender fingers were trying to grab something.
It was just an illusion. Him? I think.
And him? The person he was thinking about was never an illusion.
Suddenly, he? He felt a faint connection. Was it from him? It was a missing shadow that was connected to the Divine Soul.
Ye Yunlan's consciousness was shaken. She strengthened the thought of calling Que Ying in her Divine Soul.
Pester him? The darkness around his wrist tightened. The other party leaned over and kissed him. There were tears at the corners of her eyes. Her aura was so crazy, but her actions were so tender and sentimental.
And him? His fingers clenched tightly, and he finally grasped the ice-cold blade that belonged to him inch by inch.
"Don't cry," said the vision.
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