klisemfg Chapter 93 The Demon's Mark
Chapter 93 The Demon's Mark
Liu Yangyang lay on the bed with his legs crossed. Seeing An Zhiwei return, he immediately whistled. An Zhiwei obediently sat on the bed. Liu Yangyang reached out and stroked the woman's hair: "Actually, we're quite compatible in that area. Since we're already like this, how about we act like a couple in disguise?"
A fake couple? An Zhiwei's eyes widened. She had seen scoundrels before, but never one as shameless as Liu Yangyang. She stood up angrily, but Liu Yangyang forcefully grabbed her arm.
"Have you thought this through? There's nowhere for you to go outside right now!" Liu Yangyang said with a confident smile. "After you clear the level, you'll continue being your teacher, and we'll pretend we don't know each other!"
An Zhiwei gave Liu Yangyang a deep look, bit her lip, and sat down. Since she chose to return to this room, this was the only path she had to take.
Since she's already been taken advantage of, how could she be satisfied without extracting some interest from Liu Yangyang!
Next came the time for the players to wait and communicate with the psychic. They had discussed it before returning; Jiang Lin chose to meet the Chinese Taoist priest Liu Zhen, while Ji Xingyi chose Martha.
Because Michelle performed exceptionally well in the second round, Liu Yangyang decided to meet this cross-dressing master. An Zhiwei thought for a moment and chose the dream prophet Oramkis.
An Zhiwei pressed down on Liu Yangyang's groping hand that was wandering over her leg: "Do you have a way to deal with Oramkis?"
A mischievous smile crept across Liu Yangyang's lips as he mysteriously beckoned with his finger.
Helpless, An Zhiwei could only bend down and put her ear close to the screen.
"Use your specialty!" Liu Yangyang deliberately blew a breath of hot air into An Zhiwei's ear.
An Zhiwei looked surprised.
Liu Yangyang reached out and pinched the woman's waist, grinning wickedly: "The same trick you used on me last night."
An Zhiwei was stunned, as if struck by lightning. She shook off Liu Yangyang's arm and cursed, "Are you fucking crazy?! You want me to seduce an NPC?"
"What are you afraid of? This body we have now was created by Dead Soul Island, not our real-world body. Once we leave the instance, you'll still be the same chaste and virtuous woman you always were!"
Liu Yangyang laughed and pulled the woman back into his arms, continuing to entice her, "If I were you, I would make good use of this body. It's a powerful weapon that others would only dream of!"
An Zhiwei's eyes showed struggle, and she couldn't help but ask, "Liu Yangyang, do you have any principles?"
"If you want to live," Liu Yangyang laughed arrogantly, "you have to have no bottom line!"
When Jiang Lin returned to the room, she saw the man sitting on the sofa with a somewhat gloomy expression. She walked up to Ji Xingyi and touched the man's chin.
Ji Xingyi grabbed Jiang Lin's hand, a helpless smile on her lips: "Are you teasing a cat?"
Jiang Lin: "Why do I feel like I'm teasing a dog?"
Ji Xingyi sighed and pulled the young man into her arms: "I'm not angry."
"I know." Jiang Lin kissed the corner of the man's mouth. Her childhood sweetheart seemed aloof and always looked unapproachable, but in reality, he had a gentle heart.
Just like before, Ji Xingyi didn't publicly reveal Ding Xuehui's scheme against Ji's mother, and she also risked her life to save Mo Xizheng and Zheng Lu from the murderous maid. She even deliberately raised the price when she noticed Chen Jiangqiao's financial difficulties.
Of course, all of this is predicated on Jiang Lin's safety.
No one can compare to Jiang Lin.
“But I’m angry.” Jiang Lin kissed the man’s eye again. “I need you to comfort me.”
Ji Xingyi was surprised by the young man's response and asked with amusement, "How do you intend to comfort me?"
Jiang Lin's eyes darted around, and she whispered in the man's ear, "I want you to help me..." (Those who know, know)
Ji Xing's eyes reddened, and she pinched the young man's slender waist: Online help needed, what should I do if my wife tempts me every day?
[System prompt: Please select a psychic within 60 seconds.]
Ji Xingyi released the young man and returned his kiss: "Wait for me."
As planned, Ji Xingyi chose the witch Martha, and he had 15 minutes to test Martha's true nature.
As soon as Ji Xing entered the room, he saw an elderly man with white hair sitting gracefully on the sofa.
Martha gave Ji Xingyi a kind smile and gestured for Ji Xingyi to sit down next to her. Ji Xingyi did not refuse and openly scrutinized Martha with her eyes.
"Child, you've worked hard." Martha wasn't angry at all about Ji Xingyi's offense; instead, she gently and kindly took Ji Xingyi's hand.
Ji Xingyi frowned slightly. His observation skills were not as sharp as Jiang Lin's, and he was not entirely certain that Martha was not acting.
“Child,” Martha said, her eyes gradually filling with tears as she gently patted Ji Xingyi’s hand, “I can feel that the suffering you have endured is far beyond that of ordinary people. I can feel the struggle and pain in your heart. Child, you have suffered so much.”
Ji Xingyi's pupils widened slightly: "You're wrong, I'm very happy."
Martha reached out and placed her palm on Ji Xingyi's chest: "Child, you don't need to lie to me. Your soul has been branded with the mark of a demon."
"His evil thoughts will corrupt your mind."
"His power will imprison your body."
Martha's words made Ji Xingyi frown even deeper, so he repeated himself, emphasizing, "I am happy, I have no pain."
Martha smiled with pity: "Child, it is the devil who has bewitched you. Open your eyes and see clearly. All the suffering is brought to you by the devil. You were originally living a very happy life."
Ji Xingyi was helpless against the charlatan's nonsense. He forcibly pulled Martha's hand away and sneered, "Whether I'm happy or not, I know it myself!"
Martha stared at Ji Xingyi with slightly tired eyes, her face showing anger at his lack of ambition: "Child, you're lying!"
"You're the one suffering!"
"You're the one struggling!"
"You're the one who's stuck in the mud too!"
Ji Xingyi didn't want to play along with this old man's act, so he grabbed the old man's shoulders and demanded, "Then tell me, what exactly is this demon you're talking about!"
When Martha heard this question, she panicked: "I can't say!"
Ji Xingyi sneered: "Don't tell me you're afraid of demons?"