I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 245 Enthusiastic Gaze

He wouldn't cut his palm, but only made a small cut in his finger, and the blood slowly flowed into his mouth.

I feel better physically, and the bleeding from the injured areas seems to have stopped.

He opened his eyes again and looked at the beautiful young woman in front of him. This wasn't the first time he had seen her.

But she probably doesn't remember. He blinked and met her gaze. It turns out that she usually looks at others with such a cold gaze.

Then he saw her cross the blood flute and play a tune, at least to calm his mind.

She didn't pity him; she just didn't want Gongshu Liang and the others to get it.

Zisang Luohua had more or less guessed her purpose, and didn't hold much hope in her heart.

"Princess, thank you for saving my life."

"No need, I'm not a good person either."

She threw him two more pills, then took out a medicine bottle to bandage his wound.

Her technique wasn't very good; she wrapped him up like a mummy.

She then asked, "Is it any better now?"

"Ah."

She helped him up and they continued on their way, her heart set on finding He Yuhuan.

Zisang Luohua licked her lips, unable to speak, and was simply being dragged along by her.

The fallen leaves of the mulberry tree groped their way through the forest, seeking out the faint scents.

They were together at first, but then they inexplicably broke up.

He vented his anger on the trees with his double maces, yelling, "What kind of hellhole is this?!"

Now all he wanted was to see his brother, and his desire grew stronger as a light suddenly flashed before his eyes.

Hu Yue also wiped away a cold sweat in the outer realm; her cultivation was ultimately too shallow.

At the beginning, they couldn't control the desires of these people.

They were able to change at will within the realm of desire she had created, if they knew that.

They will all reunite soon.

Wrapped up like a mummy, Zisang Luohua suddenly appeared in front of Zisang Luoye, with Zhongli Yueluo standing beside her.

The raised double maces suddenly stopped, and his eyes stared blankly at the two of them. For a moment, he didn't even recognize his brother.

"Zhongli Yueluo!" He wasn't so polite; he called her by her name directly.

She was also taken aback. Why did she suddenly appear in front of Zisang Luoye?

She ignored his chatter in her ear, her hand resting on the dagger at her waist, her eyes narrowed in thought.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't be involved in their desires.

In just a fleeting moment of intense desire, they appeared before Zisang Luoye.

Zisang Luoye probably wanted to see Zisang Luohua, but she was brought along because she was with him.

"If that's the case, then the person who created this realm of desire must be of low cultivation level," she said, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

"Zhongli Yueluo! I'm talking to you! Why are you with my brother?!"

"Instead of asking me, you should worry about whether your brother is alive or dead!" she replied impatiently.

Logically speaking, she should be afraid; if the two of them joined forces, she would definitely not be able to escape.

At that moment, the Zisang brothers didn't even think about what they wanted to do to her.

After hearing Zhongli Yueluo's words, Zisang Luoye looked at her brother, who resembled a mummy.

“Brother…you…” He moved closer to him and waved his hands up and down.

But I didn't do anything else because I really didn't know where to touch.

"Don't worry, he won't die. Since we're together, let's think about how to break through this barrier!"

"Then tell me how to get rid of this godforsaken place, and that wicked Gongshu Liang!" he exclaimed in exasperation.

"Shut up!" Hearing his irritated voice, she gave him a cold look.

He actually shut his mouth, and even felt a little aggrieved, since she was the one who asked him to discuss it, and now she was telling him to shut up.

She sat casually on the ground, looking at the sky. Hu Yue... Hu Yue's cultivation level should be weaker than He Yuhuan's, right?

Zisang Luoye planted his double maces on the ground and stared blankly at her. What was it about this woman that Su Fengling liked?

I don't know if they lack shrewdness or if they think it's okay to ask such questions directly.

"Zhongli Yueluo, tell me, why does Su Fengling have any reason to like you!"

Zhongli Yuelu looked at him with a gaze that seemed to regard him as mentally challenged: "He doesn't like me, so does he like you?"

He blushed as if his secret had been exposed. Was he some kind of pervert?

"Zisang Luoye, isn't it a bit too funny of you to ask that question?"

"I just think, how can he, as the young lord of the Ghost Clan, be so obsessed with women? And once he falls for you, he will no longer be strong."

"That depends on whether I become his weakness or his strength!"

Zhongli Yueluo smiled confidently and reached out to grab the collar of Zisang Luoye, who was caught off guard.

She pulled him closer to her, both of their eyes gleaming with cold light, and she held a dagger in her other hand.

She gently patted his face; when it came to ruthlessness, she had learned a lot from Gong Shuliang.

"If you don't want to die, shut up. I may not be as good as Gongshu Liang, but when I get ruthless, even I'm afraid of myself!"

“You think I’m afraid of you?” He grabbed her neck with his other hand.

With a sharp press of his fingers, he lifted her chin, and her face turned red.

Zhongli Yueluo didn't struggle at all, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.

I felt a little guilty because of her inexplicable cold laugh and confident eyes.

His fingers gradually loosened; he could have easily strangled her just now, but he was now somewhat hesitant.

Zhongli Yueluo touched her neck, her eyes smiling: "Not killing me was a wise move."

"Why aren't you afraid!" Zisang Luoye's hands hung at her sides.

"If I die, you two will both die. It's a worthwhile deal. What's there to be afraid of? Everyone has to die eventually."

This time, it was Zisang Luoye's turn to think that Zhongli Yueluo must be sick. Who wouldn't cherish their own life?

Although he was full of passion and always said that he was not afraid of death, he was still afraid when he was about to die.

But Zhongli Yueluo seemed to have died once, her eyes so calm that he almost fell into them.

"You make it sound so nice, have you ever died?"

Zhongli Yueluo raised an eyebrow slightly: "To be honest, she died quite tragically." She chuckled self-deprecatingly, stood up, and closed her eyes.

She now wants to prove her point: if her willpower is strong enough, she should be able to turn the tide and control this realm of desire.

For a fleeting moment, as Zisang fell from the leaves, it seemed as if she could see a deep sadness emanating from her.

She seemed to be carrying a burden that didn't belong to someone her age.

"Tch..." He didn't say anything more, just glanced at the fallen flowers.

With only one eye left, he was gazing intently at Zhongli Yueluo—no! Why was his brother looking at her like that!

But it shouldn't be liking; it's just a slight resonance.

Zhongli Yueluo squinted and glanced sideways: "My only request is that you two don't get caught by Gongshu Liang and his men."

Zisang Luoye curled her lip, thinking that what she said sounded high-sounding, but she was just protecting her own interests.