Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 452: Embracing the Light (Liu is the core of the formation, it is necessary to solve his pro

The flood was raging, and the muddy waves carried broken wood and debris, rampaging through the streets like an out-of-control beast, and the water level was rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lu Wensheng rode his horse at a gallop, and the cold mud and water kept splashing onto his robe and saddle.

The temporarily "requisitioned" horse under his crotch was originally running hard, but suddenly let out a terrified neigh, raised its front hooves high, and trotted anxiously on the spot. No matter how Lu Wensheng urged and whipped it, it refused to move forward another step.

The horse's huge head shook restlessly, emitting thick white air, its muscles were tense, and its hooves were deeply stuck in the mud, as if something invisible and terrifying in front of it was strangling its instincts.

Lu Wensheng's heart was filled with alarm. This place was not far from the princess's mansion, so why was the horse behaving so abnormally?

He decisively dismounted, and without further delay, he exerted force on his feet, stepped on the muddy water, and ran at full speed towards the princess's mansion.

As he approached the Princess's Mansion, a suffocating chill and foulness hit him. The scene before him instantly made him understand the source of the horse's fear—

The entire princess's residence was completely enveloped by a demonic aura as thick as ink and emitting an ominous aura.

The evil spirits were not illusory smoke, but transformed into countless thick, twisted tentacles that seemed to have real life. They were intertwined and wrapped around the eaves, brackets, and vermilion beams of the mansion, and even penetrated the walls and roof.

The surface of the tentacle was wriggling, covered with sticky dark purple lines, sometimes contracting and sometimes expanding, like the breathing of a living thing, and the tip was condensed with sharp black crystals like thorns.

The entire mansion groaned under the weight of the demonic energy. Bricks and stones cracked, carved beams rotted, and the entangled parts quickly lost their luster as if corroded by strong acid, becoming nutrients for the demonic energy's nest.

The once luxurious mansion now looks more like a dying beast that is entangled by countless giant pythons and is slowly suffocating.

Lu Wensheng's pupils shrank slightly and his heart beat violently at the horrifying sight, but there was no hesitation in his eyes.

With a clang, he suddenly drew out the sword from his waist!

The sword was plain and unadorned, and the blade only reflected a dim luster in the dim skylight, without any spiritual light flowing through it. It was so ordinary and, compared with the terrifying existence he was about to face, it was as small as the claws of an ant.

However, the knuckles of his fingers turned white as he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly. Without the slightest hesitation, he rushed forward like an arrow from a bow, heading towards the gate of the mansion where the evil spirit was lurking without hesitation!

He is like the prince who saves the princess in a fairy tale. He knows that there are thorns everywhere and the sharp thorns are fatal, but he still moves forward.

What supports him is not the sword in his hand, but fearless love.

Rushing into the mansion, the scene was even more horrifying.

Most of the internal structure has been collapsed and eroded by the evil spirit, and the ruins are filled with thick, indissoluble black fog.

Right in the center of this ruins and demonic energy, Lu Wensheng saw Liu Jiqian at a glance.

He seemed to be forcibly stripped of all support and collapsed on the only soft couch that was still intact.

A plain white robe hung loosely on his body, making his figure look even thinner and frailer, as if he would be swallowed by the surrounding darkness at any time.

The long silver-gray hair, like pouring moonlight, strangely emitted a cool glow in the few rays of faint sunlight leaking through the hole in the roof, becoming the only bright color in this filth.

He seemed to be in great pain, with his slender and fragile neck slightly raised, his lines taut, like a white crane ready to be killed, with a kind of sad beauty.

Lu Wensheng's heart was cheering up. He had a strange feeling that the target of this strangulation might be himself...

"A Sheng..."

A low, broken cry escaped Liu Jiqian's lips. He raised his eyes, and those eyes, once as bright as molten gold, were now covered with a strange gray cloud. Their shimmering light reflected no life, like a gem covered in dust.

That posture was as fragile as a crane trapped in a cage, sparse and lonely; it was also like a white porcelain lotus cup on the verge of breaking after quenching, barely maintaining its shape, but the inside was full of cracks, leaving only a pool of cold jade swaying in the eyes.

The corners of the eyebrows and eyes should have been as cold as frost, but at this moment, due to pain and some kind of struggle, they were stained with a hint of almost enchanting spring, which was strange and shocking.

The word "pain" that was about to come out of his mouth was not spoken before Lu Wensheng rushed over without hesitation, passing through numerous obstacles.

A trace of astonishment clearly flashed across Liu Jiqian's golden-red eyes, which were stained by gray.

Deep down in my heart, the heartstrings that seemed to have been entangled and silent by layers of cold shackles suddenly trembled because of this rush that disregarded life and death.

However, this brief moment of emotion was drowned by a more turbulent wave.

Countless chaotic fragments of memory, mixed with the suffering that seemed to come from another time and space, another "Liu Jiqian", were like sharp ice cones, madly attacking and disturbing his mind.

Blurred and distorted images flashed before my eyes, foreshadowing some terrible ending.

Although the specific plot could not be seen clearly, the countless eyes full of malice and naked desire projected from those pictures were like actual sharp blades that had already pierced and tortured him thousands of times!

He saw himself repeatedly picking up the already cold Junshan Yinzhen tea, watching the curled leaf tip slowly sink to the bottom of the cup, just like all the love that drowned in the swamp of lies before it could bloom.

The appearance of Lu Wensheng made him see hope, just like a drowning man. The chaotic malice encouraged him. Looking at the "flowing light" flying towards him, he decisively embraced it in his arms and completed the "blasphemy" of the light with the most gentle gesture.

Liu Jiqian lowered his head without any hesitation, and with his slightly cool lips, he gently bit the earlobe of the person in his arms with a punitive force, and even maliciously licked the sensitive soft flesh with the tip of his tongue.

His usual aloofness and self-possession were completely gone, and his voice was low and hoarse, with a dangerous, almost broken quality:

"You knew it was a trap... why did you come?" Every word seemed to be ground out from between his teeth, carrying with it suppressed madness and confusion.

Lu Wensheng felt itchy and painful when he was bitten by him. He subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, and his earlobe instantly turned crimson.

But he didn't flinch at all. His voice was firm and decisive, with a power that pierced the darkness: "Because it's you! A thousand times over, I would still come!"

"Heh..." A short and cold sneer escaped from Liu Jiqian's throat, filled with inextricable despair and self-mockery, "I don't believe it... I don't believe in love - you are actually... the same as them, right? Why... in the original story... there is no you..."

These earth-shattering words were like thunder, exploding in Lu Wensheng's ears!

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(Because I haven't written about love for a long time, and this is the plot where the protagonist confirms the contract, the last four or five chapters are dedicated to love. Although it looks long, the time in the article is actually very fast. There is no drag. It's just because there are so many words that there is such a sense of lack of urgency.

Liu Jiqian is the last line of defense of the formation. His inner demons have dealt with the formation issue and it is considered resolved. If you want to only read the main storyline, you can wait a few more chapters)