latelenovela Chapter 95 My Little Devil
Chapter 95 My Little Devil
Jiang Lin's pupils contracted sharply, a shadow crossing his eyes: "What are you talking about?"
Ji Xingyi leaned even closer, almost pressing her face against it: "How strange..."
"You're hallucinating." Jiang Lin saw the man's dazed expression and turned her head away to avoid his approach.
"Let me see!" Ji Xingyi couldn't help but pinch Jiang Lin's chin, wanting to explore the mystery of the purple eyes.
Jiang Lin felt the man's touch on the corner of his eye gradually increase in pressure, and he was startled. He quickly grabbed Ji Xingyi's hand, wondering if this guy was going to gouge out his eyeballs!
The next second, the man kissed the corner of her eye.
"Linlin".
"So lovely."
A deep, slightly husky voice drilled into Jiang Lin's heart, sending shivers down her spine.
Jiang Lin couldn't stand it, and her ears turned red, which was extremely rare for her.
This guy is definitely not normal, what kind of holy water is this!
Who the hell fed him that?!
Jiang Lin cursed inwardly. He had tried to seduce her in bed for ages before, but it was no use. Now she was like a damn truck.
"Don't move," Ji Xingyi said, feeling even hotter from Jiang Lin's touch. She propped herself up and calmed down a little, but her eyes were still glued to Jiang Lin. "She told me that if I drank the holy water, I could see the true face of the demon, so I drank it."
"Demon?" The true face? Upon hearing these words, Jiang Lin connected them to certain things, and his expression instantly turned grim.
"Why won't you let me see?" Seeing that Jiang Lin was about to dodge again, Ji Xing simply grabbed Jiang Lin's wrist: "I want to see your face, turn around."
Jiang Lin's heart pounded, and he said coldly, "What you're seeing is all an illusion! None of it is real!"
Ji Xingyi looked into the young man's mysterious and deep light purple pupils and vaguely caught a fleeting glimpse of panic within them, but his mind was still in a mess and he couldn't figure out the reason.
“Martha told me that the devil is by my side.” Ji Xingyi shook his heavy head, trying to break free from the illusion, but as soon as he met Jiang Lin’s purple eyes, his thoughts were stirred up again.
"I didn't believe it at first, but now that I think about it, you seem to be that demon."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin stopped struggling and looked at the dazed man with a complicated expression: "You think I'm a demon?"
Ji Xingyi was feeling increasingly unwell and didn't notice Jiang Lin's abnormality at all. She simply followed her instincts and kissed the young man's lips: "She said that my soul has been branded with the mark of a demon... I like being branded by you."
His malice will corrupt your mind.
My already confused mind flashed with the image of Jiang Lin wearing a sapphire necklace.
"I'm willing to lose my mind for you."
"His power has imprisoned your body."
Ji Xingyi's fingertips involuntarily intertwined with the young man's ten fingers.
"I am willing to be imprisoned by you."
He was content with this kind of prison.
Jiang Lin stared blankly, but before he could answer, Ji Xingyi completely lost his senses. Before losing consciousness, he managed to avoid Jiang Lin and collapsed beside the young man.
"Xingyi?" Jiang Lin called softly.
no respond.
She reached out and touched the man's forehead; it wasn't as hot as before, as if he had fallen asleep after being exhausted.
Jiang Lin silently watched the man's sleeping face. After struggling for a moment, she obediently lay down in Ji Xingyi's arms.
Pressing her face against the man's burning heart, Jiang Lin composed herself and sighed softly.
An hour later, Jiang Lin was awakened by a knock on the door.
When I got up and opened the door, I saw An Zhiwei standing there with a somewhat nervous expression.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Lin was in a bad mood and didn't have much patience.
An Zhiwei's attitude was unexpectedly less sharp than before; instead, she looked somewhat embarrassed and awkward. She took out a folded piece of drawing paper from her pocket and handed it over.
"What is it?" Jiang Lin asked in a cold tone.
An Zhiwei pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and said, "I got this from Oramkis. He said it was a dream he had before the competition, and it hasn't appeared yet. I think this might be a clue, so..."
Jiang Lin looked at An Zhiwei curiously: "So, for me?"
“I know my choice was wrong, but…” An Zhiwei looked up to meet Jiang Lin’s scrutinizing gaze: “But I want to live, and you all want to live.”
Jiang Lin watched as the woman's eyes gradually filled with tears, and then reached out to take the drawing paper.
An Zhiwei immediately turned around. She was already disheveled enough and didn't want to shed any more tears in front of the young man: "Actually... I also want to be a man. With strength and power..."
"There won't be periods, there won't be any ability to resist... you won't even have a single moment of resistance..."
After saying that, An Zhiwei hurried away because her body was already trembling.
"An Zhiwei!" Jiang Lin called out to the woman, sighing, "Since you're only looking at the result, don't worry about whether your choice is right or wrong."
Since the only goal is to survive, we shouldn't worry about what means we use.
An Zhiwei's eyes flickered slightly. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears and took another firm step.
Jiang Lin unfolded the drawing paper, on which was a six-pointed star and four stick figures.
With too few clues, Jiang Lin couldn't understand what Oramkis's dream meant at all.
Day 3 of the instance, 11:59 AM.
[System notification: The third round of the "Spirit War" elimination tournament is about to begin. 60 seconds left. Observers, please prepare yourselves.]
The 28 players were teleported to a gray-white villa surrounded by overgrown weeds.
Even after a night's sleep, Ji Xingyi still felt dizzy, but it was a little better than yesterday, and she didn't have any strange hallucinations.
Upon thinking of the hallucination, Ji Xingyi turned to look at Jiang Lin.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Lin said irritably.
Ji Xingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the young man's pupil color was normal.
Jiang Lin sneered: "Are you still going to drink the holy water or not?"
Ji Xingyi put his arm around Jiang Lin's shoulder and whispered reassuringly, "I'm fine."
Jiang Lin: "You even called me a devil."
Ji Xingyi chuckled: "Yes, my little devil."
"Demons? You mean demons?" Mi Lan had originally wanted to talk to Jiang Lin, but then she overheard Ji Xingyi mentioning demons: "Are there really demons in this dungeon?"
Jiang Lin rolled her eyes at Ji Xingyi, then turned to look at Mi Lan.
"Jiang Lin, Xingyi, this is Yaya," Mi Lan introduced, pulling the woman beside her.
Mi Lan's orange team lost two key players (Mi Yue and Du Dajiang) in the last round, and now he and Xu Ya are each other's only support.
“I came looking for you last night, but you weren’t there, so I went back,” Mi Lan explained.
"It's nothing." Actually, no one was there. After seeing An Zhiwei off, Jiang Lin fell asleep in Ji Xingyi's arms. Hearing the knock on the door, he was too lazy to get up.
Before the players could discuss it for long, host Kane appeared in front of the villa and began announcing the rules for the third round.
"Welcome to the 28 observers at the third round of the 'Spirit Battle' elimination tournament!"