The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

Chapter 276 Obsessed
Yang Rongrong felt really uncomfortable.

She bit Hengye's tongue hard, and the smell of blood filled their mouths in an instant.

Hengye didn't even frown and still didn't want to let her go.

The kiss lasted a long time.

Seeing that Yang Rongrong was staggering and her struggles were getting weaker and weaker, as if she was about to faint at any time, Hengye stepped back a little.

Both of their lips were stained with blood, as if they had been smeared with the same color of rouge.

Hengye was panting heavily, and his eyes were full of predatory desire when he looked at Yang Rongrong, as if he was a beast that had been hungry for a long time and wanted to swallow her whole.

Yang Rongrong first took two deep breaths, then raised her hand and hit Hengye hard in the face.

Since she was completely powerless now, this slap was just like a tickle to Hengye and there was no pain at all.

But his eyes suddenly turned red and his grievance was evident.

Yang Rongrong took two steps back, leaned against the table, and weakly scolded: "It's obvious that you took advantage of others' misfortune, and you actually feel wronged?"

Hengye's chest heaved violently, and the emotions that had been pent up in his heart for days erupted at this moment.

"I lied to you before."

Yang Rongrong was startled: "What did you lie to me about?"

"Repaying the debt was an excuse I made up so I could be with you. I never actually thought about settling any grudges with you."

Yang Rongrong looked at him with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say to him.

Hengye clenched his hands into fists, his eyes determined.

He knew that this was his last chance to express his feelings. Once she left this world, she would leave him again without mercy, and he would never have the chance to say these words to her again.

"I'm so glad to be able to come to this world with you. I like it here. In this mountain temple, there are only you and me. I'm the only one you can rely on and trust. No one will come to disturb us. I really hope... I really hope we can live like this forever."

Yang Rongrong obviously didn't expect him to have such an idea, and she was stunned.

She thought Hengye was just like her, wanting to quickly leave this haunted place where there were restrictions everywhere and no freedom at all.

Hengye laughed at himself: "I know you think my thoughts are selfish, but I am such a selfish person. You must be disappointed in me, right?"

Yang Rongrong murmured, "But this world is fake, and people still have to live in reality."

"Even if this world is fake, you are real."

Yang Rongrong was speechless.

Hengye took two steps forward, slowly bent down in front of her, knelt on one knee, then took her hand, his eyes full of pleading: "Rongrong, can you please not leave here?"

Yang Rongrong pulled her hand back without hesitation and said firmly: "Impossible, I have to go back."

To her, falsehood is falsehood and she can never immerse herself in it.

Hengye had anticipated this answer.

He raised his hands to cover his red eyes to prevent tears from falling, and chuckled softly, his voice choked and hoarse: "I knew it would be like this."

Even though I know it's wishful thinking, I still can't help but have a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, even the last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished.

He wiped his eyes vigorously, took a deep breath, tried to pretend that it was nothing, and smiled reluctantly: "I was just joking with you just now, don't take it seriously, just do whatever you want to do, and tell me if you need any help, I will do my best to help you."

After saying this, he stood up and walked out of the mountain temple in a daze.

Yang Rongrong looked at his receding back without saying anything, but just silently wiped the blood from her lips.

She was not a heartless person without any feelings. Hengye had been helping her wholeheartedly these days. No matter what she wanted, he would try his best to get it for her. Her original complaints against him had dissipated unconsciously. But she couldn't stay here. She still had a lot of things to do.

She wants to find out who wants to murder her? She wants to understand why she has traveled to this world? She also wants to know who the mysterious man and woman who appear in her dreams are.

There were too many doubts lingering in her mind, and she had to find out the truth by all means. It was impossible for her to stay in this false world derived from the story.

Yang Rongrong poured herself a glass of water, used the tea to wash away the bloody taste in her mouth, then calmed herself down and continued to practice.

The demonic power in Dantian was transformed into spiritual power bit by bit. This spiritual power flowed to the limbs and bones, impacting the tendons and veins over and over again.

Both her Dantian and her tendons have reached their limit.

But if she can't break through her limit, she won't be able to enter the Spiritual Transformation Stage.

She could only grit her teeth and hold on.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead, wetting the hair on his temples. The blood color drained from his face and his body trembled constantly.

A trickle of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth and slid down quietly.

Her breathing became more and more disordered, her pupils gradually became dilated, and the bottom of her eyes were stained with scarlet.

This is a sign of obsession.

But she was still in a trance and was unaware of it.

The only thought in her mind at this moment was that she must not give up and must break through to the Spiritual Transformation Stage at all costs!
Hengye did not go far after leaving the mountain temple.

He sat under a big tree near the mountain temple, hoping that Yang Rongrong would be heartbroken and come to look for him.

But he waited and waited, but after a long time Yang Rongrong never showed up.

He was forced to face the reality. Even if he waited here till the end of time, she would not come to find him.

Lost and sad filled his heart.

He asked himself silently, should I give up?

Soon he gave his own answer -

of course not!
He has kissed Yang Rongrong so many times, and she has to be responsible for him. Doesn't the man's innocence still apply?
Hengye stood up suddenly and clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

That's right, he had to go to her to ask for an explanation and let her give him a legitimate status.

Even if she still doesn't like him now, it doesn't matter. At least he can secure the status first, so that he will have the opportunity to continue pursuing feelings in the future.

He did not hesitate any longer and strode back to the mountain temple with a menacing look on his face.

But when he saw Yang Rongrong, his expression changed immediately.

She fell on the bed, her face pale, her breath weak, her eyes closed, the demonic and spiritual powers in her body in a mess, her tendons, veins and dantian were all on the verge of collapse.

She is possessed!

Hengye picked her up and held her in his arms, pressing his forehead against hers, trying to forcibly suppress the demonic and spiritual powers raging in her body.

But it's no use.

The demonic power and spiritual power in her body were tearing at each other like crazy, causing her tendons and dantian to be riddled with holes. No external force could stop this riot.

But if left unchecked, Yang Rongrong would only explode and die.

Hengye frowned, his eyes solemn.

He stared at Yang Rongrong for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and said in a deep voice: "It's an emergency, I have to do this. I'm sorry."