latelenovela Chapter 328 Slapping the Faces of Hypocrites in the Online Game World 4
Chapter 328 Slapping the Faces of Hypocrites in the Online Game World 4
As soon as Leng Yuexing finished speaking, before the people in the sedan chair could utter a sound, the "people" carrying the sedan chair suddenly lifted the hoods on their heads, revealing snow-white skulls underneath.
Unexpectedly, these "people" were all skeletons!
Undead...
The name of their race flashed through Leng Yuexing's mind.
Yes, these skeletons must be undead.
But why would a ghost appear here?
The skull, its hood pulled back, made a clicking sound as its upper and lower teeth clashed together.
Blue flames burned in their eye sockets, and Leng Yuexing could feel them staring at him angrily.
The next moment, the curtain of the black and gold sedan chair was lifted by an invisible force, revealing the person sitting inside.
Leng Yuexing originally thought that the person in the sedan chair must also be a skeleton, but she did not expect that it was actually a "human"!
No, it can't be called human; it should be called a ghost that resembles a human.
When Leng Yuexing saw his eyes, which resembled black flames, she knew he was not human.
His face was as if stained by the night, deep and mysterious, exuding a chilling aura of darkness.
His sharply defined face was as if sculpted, every line conveying boundless majesty and ruthlessness, as if he were an unparalleled emperor from the bottomless abyss.
Faintly, wisps of black demonic energy slowly emanated from his body like smoke.
This demonic energy seemed to have a life of its own, pulsating with his breathing and movements, giving people a chilling feeling.
Looking at his jet-black hair, it added to his sinister charm.
A gentle breeze stirred, causing her long hair to sway softly, like dancing black silk, each strand shimmering with a dark light that echoed the surrounding demonic aura, creating a scene both terrifying and alluring.
"I am Si Muchen, the Lord of the Night." His extremely magnetic and majestic voice, like a grand bell, resounded throughout the world.
"Your aura is very special."
“Follow me, stay by my side, and I will give you everything you want.” Si Muchen stared intently at Leng Yuexing.
Leng Yuexing's lips curled into a sneer, but her eyes were icy cold. "So, you were trying to capture me just now?"
Si Muchen nodded slightly, then leaped out of the sedan chair and landed in front of Leng Yuexing.
"I had no intention of harming you."
He reached out his hand to Leng Yuexing, "Are you willing?"
The hand placed in front of Leng Yuexing was pale and slender, but the fingertips were as black as ink, and a faint demonic aura emanated from his palm.
The wide sleeves of her robe fluttered gently in the breeze, lightly brushing against Leng Yuexing's garments.
Leng Yuexing raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly, "I'm unwilling."
"Unwilling? Why?" Si Muchen asked in a low voice.
"I will fight for what I want myself. I don't need anyone's charity, nor do I need you to give it to me." Leng Yuexing's voice clearly reached Si Muchen's ears.
He chuckled softly, but his outstretched hand swiftly reached out and grabbed Leng Yuexing.
Leng Yuexing dodged to the side, her speed matching that of Si Muchen.
The next moment, Si Muchen opened his palm, and instantly, a thick black demonic energy, as dense as ink, overflowed from his palm and swept towards Leng Yuexing at an astonishing speed.
Upon seeing this, Leng Yuexing immediately mobilized all his magical power to try to resist the surging demonic energy. However, he was only at level ten, far inferior to Si Muchen.
His magical power was quickly depleted after coming into contact with the demonic energy.
The dark demonic energy raged and bound his body, binding him tightly.
Leng Yuexing's eyes flashed sharply, "Let me go!"
He struggled to break free, but he couldn't escape the demonic energy's restraints.
Si Muchen stepped forward, embraced Leng Yuexing, and then carried him back to the black and gold sedan chair.
"Let's go." As Si Muchen finished speaking, the dark gold sedan curtain was lowered.
The spirits carrying the sedan chairs pulled their hoods back over their heads and then used their magic to quickly disappear into the forest.
Leng Yuexing was held tightly in Si Muchen's arms. Si Muchen's body was icy cold, and she felt as if she were lying on ice.
"What exactly do you want? Let me go!" Leng Yuexing said coldly.
He hadn't been kidnapped in a long time, so long that he couldn't even remember what it felt like. Anger burned in his heart.
His eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire.
But this cold moonlight fascinated Si Muchen.
His cold hand stroked Leng Yuexing's cheek, and he leaned close to him, saying in a low voice, "I will not hurt you."
"Then let me go! I hate being restrained!"
"I can let you go, too." Si Muchen said, turning the demonic energy binding Leng Yuexing into a black-gold chain that wrapped around Leng Yuexing's wrist.
"This black and gold chain will keep you within three meters of me, so you will never be able to leave me again."
Freed from the shackles of demonic energy, Leng Yuexing quickly sat up from Si Muchen's embrace, trying to leave his arms, but Si Muchen held her tightly, preventing her from moving.
Leng Yuexing tried to tear at the black gold chain, but found that his hand passed right through it after touching it.
The seemingly solid black gold chain actually has no physical form.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Leng Yuexing angrily grabbed Si Muchen's collar and stared into his eyes as she asked.
Since the black gold chain cannot be broken, the only option is to target Si Muchen.
"I already said that I want you to stay by my side," Si Muchen said slowly.
He wasn't angry that Leng Yuexing was tugging at his clothes; on the contrary, he was incredibly excited to be able to look into Leng Yuexing's eyes more closely.
He swallowed hard, a terrifying desire rising within him, a desire that clamored for him to possess Leng Yuexing.
"I have more important things to do! I can't be with you!" Leng Yuexing's breath brushed against Si Muchen's lips.
Si Muchen's pupils contracted sharply. He grabbed Leng Yuexing's head and tried to kiss her.
Leng Yuexing pressed her finger against Si Muchen's lips, "Enough! I don't have time to play this kind of game with you!"
The Lord of the Night does not understand love. Leng Yuexing saw no love in Si Muchen's eyes; all he saw was endless desire.
Even though Leng Yuexing had some suspicions about Si Muchen's identity, he didn't want to confirm it now.
Si Muchen believes he is the hunter, but Leng Yuexing thinks that from now on, he is the hunter!
"If you truly wish for me to stay by your side, then I can consider it after I have accomplished what I desire."
Leng Yuexing released her grip on Si Muchen's collar, extended a finger, and slowly moved it upwards along Si Muchen's Adam's apple.
Si Muchen's eyes suddenly darkened. He chuckled softly and gently kissed Leng Yuexing's fingers.
"Alright, then let me accompany you to do what you want to do."