Bibi Dong led Huo Yuhao to an extremely secluded secret room. She specifically mentioned that it was a deity who instructed her to give this gift to Huo Yuhao. Her voice was soft, and the sincerity revealed in her purple eyes deepened Huo Yuhao's trust in Bibi Dong.
The two entered a secret room.
Based on Huo Yuhao's understanding of the Rakshasa God, he wasn't surprised to see her like this. However, a strange feeling arose in his heart, as if Bibi Dong's emotions had returned to that state.
What emotions, fear, and obsession, an almost insane possessiveness.
Wait a minute! Huo Yuhao suddenly woke up, thinking, "The secret room, Bibi Dong, I remember now. When I defeated the nightmare in Bibi Dong's dream, the location seemed to be in the secret room."
And now, she has actually brought him here on her own initiative.
She has now brought herself into the secret room. What is she planning to do? By the time Huo Yuhao notices this, the door to the secret room has already been sealed.
Bibi Dong also set up many Soul Power soundproofing and anti-peeping measures here.
When Huo Yuhao wanted to leave.
" Hao Yi, where are you going?" Bibi Dong's voice came from behind, almost sickeningly sweet.
He glanced to the side and saw her slowly approaching, a smile on her lips, but her eyes were like a bottomless whirlpool, churning with a morbid obsession.
Something is wrong with her right now.
Although Huo Yuhao was able to defeat Bibi Dong and escape, his current state has taken on a yandere-like quality.
Huo Yuhao thought, why not try to cure her problem completely and see what tricks she'll pull first?
Anyway, she's no match for me, and if I want to break free, leaving this place will be a piece of cake.
"Nothing," he said, feigning calmness, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings. "It just feels... somewhat familiar. Bibi Dong, what exactly are you planning to do?"
She suddenly smiled, her fingertips gently tracing his cheek, her voice low and soft, almost seductive:
" Hao Yi, call me Dong'er."
Dong'er?!
Huo Yuhao was truly startled by this name; he froze, "What?"
Bibi Dong gazed at him, her fingertips lightly tracing his disguised features, a kind of almost obsessive desire surging deep within her purple eyes.
" Hao Yi," her voice was soft yet carried an undeniable authority, "Restore your true appearance. I know this isn't what you were originally."
She leaned closer, her breath almost brushing against his ear, and whispered, "Here, it's just the two of us. You don't need to pretend anymore."
Huo Yuhao remained silent for a moment, then finally raised his hand. As his Soul Power flowed, his disguise receded like a tide.
His long, flowing blue hair cascaded down like a waterfall. He was incredibly handsome, a completely different kind of handsome compared to his disguised appearance. His face was almost perfect, exuding an air of arrogance and domineering presence.
One image is cold and indifferent, leaning towards the concept of beauty, but this one is still more handsome and peerless. It is the original appearance, which has been changed by the Eye of Destiny, nourished by the power of life and the Lake of Life, and cultivated layer by layer by the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art. Combined with the already handsome appearance, it has become even more outstanding and peerless.
His handsomeness transcended the mundane, so handsome it was breathtaking, like a god descending to earth.
He was like the moon reflected in a deep pool, cold and distant, yet irresistibly inviting one to reach out and touch him.
Bibi Dong's breathing paused slightly.
"This is you, the real you." Her voice trembled, her fingertips almost greedily caressing his cheek, her eyes filled with a mixture of infatuation and possessiveness.
Huo Yuhao instinctively turned his head to dodge, but Bibi Dong held him in her hand.
"Why are you hiding?" she chuckled, her other hand already around his waist, pulling him closer. The distance between them instantly shrank to the point where they could hear each other's breaths, and an ambiguous temperature rose in the enclosed space.
Huo Yuhao could clearly feel the slight trembling in her fingertips, and that almost pathological obsession.
"What exactly do you want?" he asked in a low voice.
Bibi Dong didn't answer, but buried her face in his neck, took a deep breath, as if she wanted to etch everything about him into her bones.
"I just want to confirm that you're real." Her voice was muffled on his shoulder, tinged with a hint of dazedness, "And not just another dream that could end at any moment."
Huo Yuhao did not resist. Instead, he asked in confusion, " Bibi Dong, what are you going to do now?"
Bibi Dong's fingertips trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes. She said with a hint of grievance, " Hao Yi, why? Why did you disappear for so long? Do you know how much I missed you?"
Her voice gradually choked with sobs, "Why did you leave me? Why? I just wanted to keep you by my side forever."
"Before, the people I sent out to gather information had absolutely no trace of you. Why is it that after you disappeared, I can't find you at all? It's as if you vanished from this world."
Her fingers gripped his sleeve tightly, as if afraid he would vanish into thin air again. " Hao Yi, if I don't come looking for you, will you never come to the Spirit Hall?"
Bibi Dong's longing for Huo Yuhao has made her dependent on him, and she is now acting morbidly.
Her voice trailed off, trembling with fear. " Hao Yi, I'm so scared, scared that you'll leave me, scared that you'll get tired of me."
"Now that you've suddenly gotten involved with her, I'm even more afraid you'll abandon me, afraid she'll take you away from me."
Clearly, Bibi Dong was terrified that someone would take away her love, to the point of near madness, even Sisi on pathological.
"So, to prevent you from abandoning me," she slowly raised her head, a dangerous glint in her purple eyes, "I have no choice but to use this method, to make you never leave me."
Huo Yuhao retreated repeatedly, ending up on a bed that Bibi Dong had prepared. He then realized he was being preyed upon; she had already made all the necessary preparations.
His mind was completely blank. What was going on? Could it be that his constant longing for Bibi Dong had turned her into a yandere? This yandere trait didn't seem like a good thing. He should cure her as soon as possible.
I don't know how to treat it.
However, before he could even process his thoughts, Bibi Dong had already pressed herself against him, her warm breath brushing against his ear. Her eyes were hazy and burning, her fingertips lightly tracing his cheek as she whispered, " Hao Yi, don't refuse me."
Reason told him he should push her away, but when those tear-filled purple eyes were so close, Huo Yuhao was momentarily dazed and found it hard to be ruthless.
Finally, he sighed softly and stopped resisting.
The night is long, and the spring breeze has come and gone.
The next morning, Huo Yuhao slowly opened his eyes and thought about the absurd thing he had done the night before.
He became so engrossed in it that he lost all sense of proportion.
He heard even breathing beside him. He glanced to the side and saw that Bibi Dong was still fast asleep, her fair skin still flushed, and her cascading purple hair was disheveled, giving her a delicate beauty.
Huo Yuhao's eyes darkened slightly, and he sighed silently. He slowly got up, picked up his scattered clothes, and dressed himself neatly, his movements carrying a deliberate air of aloofness.
Perhaps sensing the loss of warmth beside her, Bibi Dong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. The moment their eyes met, a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes, but she paused slightly when she saw his calm expression.
Neither of them spoke.
Finally, Huo Yuhao was the first to look away, saying calmly, "It's time to go back."
Bibi Dong gave a soft "hmm," her fingertips unconsciously tightening around the corner of the blanket.
After tidying up their clothes, the two returned to their respective rooms to calm down.
P. S.: Brothers, I really wrote this chapter with the huge hope of avoiding censorship, because it's so hard to write like this, you have to control every bit of the scale. Wow, it's a treat for us guys.