Chapter 1209: Chapter 656: A Half Round Yet to Go (Double-Length)
"Not running away anymore, Yin Wei Ying?"
Every word hit her like a hammer on her heart.
The female crown stiffly turned her head back, and that person strolled leisurely, but Chi Long was becoming more and more bold, almost bursting out.
Her face inexplicably hurt a little, thinking she had been hit, but when she came to her senses, she realized it was phantom pain.
"Hmm?"
That nasal sound made her shudder all over.
Not just her face, even her waist and hips started to feel the phantom pain...
"Where was that bravado earlier? Wasn’t it to use your husband as a furnace to aid your eternal path to immortality?"
His voice suddenly rose, questioning:
"Why not come, then?"
Yin Wei Ying trembled again and again, her face rapidly draining of blood, shaking like a sieve, as immense fear and despair completely crushed her last thread of hope.
Can’t escape... It’s over!
Having been with Chen Yi for years, how could she not know his ways? Even while serving as a furnace, his methods were simply appalling. After marriage, he became obsessed with her, and considering their bond as a couple, slightly restrained; the harshest was soaking chrysanthemum tea at Dragon and Tiger Mountain, but this time...
Falling into this predestined, ominous hand, especially when he’s furious, the consequences are unimaginable...
Infinite Heavenly Venerable, being soaked into chrysanthemum soup would be considered light...
Chen Yi’s expression was sullen and icy, advancing step by step through the air, as the female crown stopped in midair, with no way to retreat, her eyes already blank.
When he finally stood before her, suddenly, like watching a moving panorama, memories flashed through her mind, and Yin Wei Ying suddenly had an idea.
Just as Chen Yi’s hand was about to touch her trembling shoulder, Yin Wei Ying shook violently, all the brilliance in her eyes instantly disappearing, becoming empty and dazed. She hesitated for a moment, then trembled abruptly again, a peculiar glint flashing in her eyes.
"Chen, Chen Yi... how, how did you get here?"
She seemed as if she had just awoken, her gaze somewhat murky, her body slightly swaying, as if completely unaware of what had just happened.
"Did you come to find me? I’ve been waiting on the mountain with Lin Wanxiao... for who knows how long...
Wait, I seem... I’m not quite clear-headed."
Amidst her confusion, she appropriately displayed a hint of surprise, even tilting her head, trying hard to act like she was trying to remember but drawing a blank, her eyes showing the right amount of fear and dependence.
Chen Yi’s movements paused slightly, looking down at Yin Wei Ying.
She seemed utterly soulless.
Yin Wei Ying raised her eyes blankly to meet his gaze, her figure suddenly swaying as if to fall from the sky, but before she completely fell, a pair of hands caught her, cradling her like a princess.
She looked up, just in time to see his expression had softened a bit, and gently said, "It’s okay, it’s okay."
A glint of light flickered in Yin Wei Ying’s eyes,
Managed to deceive again!
But to avoid discovery by Chen Yi, she deliberately lowered her face, her brows conveying a note of hope and dependence.
"Where is this?" she asked in bewilderment.
Chen Yi took her down from the sky, but did not immediately leave, instead leading her into a small building. For some reason, Yin Wei Ying suddenly had a bad premonition.
He brought Yin Wei Ying to the main hall, and the female crown raised her face, holding his gaze for a moment.
Whoosh!
Yin Wei Ying’s head was suddenly pressed down, her whole body involuntarily bent forward, her mind going blank for a few moments, unable to comprehend what had happened. Before she could regain her senses, her clothes were half undone, and Hou Kang Sword penetrated heavily!
"Awake now?"
Yin Wei Ying’s eyes rolled back in a flash, her mind was in shock, her eyes barely coming down before being pushed up again.
"Still not clear-headed?"
Chen Yi said coldly:
"Seems you’re still not quite clear-headed."
With that, he prepared to drive the sword again, hard.
"Awake, awake!"
"Stop collecting! Pull it out, pull it out! I’m clear-headed!"
Yin Wei Ying, who was just now oblivious to the world, suddenly became clear-minded, her expression no longer bewildered, her eyes abruptly bright, feeling no longer utterly soulless.
Her eyes were filled with terror as she tried to lift her head, to escape that stabbing pain, but Chen Yi instead pushed forward further, completely pressing her down.
"Absorbing me? Hmm? Eternal path to immortality?!" His voice was particularly cold, "Yin Wei Ying, how much cultivation do you think you can retain today?"
Another thrust.
She shuddered all over, crying out in pain.
She had no more strength to struggle, tears in her eyes, in her panic, she could only comply,
Push golden mountains and topple jade pillars,
Her whole body lowering her head, raising her hips a bit higher, trying to cooperate somewhat,
"Gentle, gentle..."
"Ah!"
.........
.........
The place was in a mess, Chen Yi glanced over, finding it unbearable to watch.
The female crown lay powerlessly on the damp, warm ground, maintaining her previous posture, the full moon rising, facing towards Chen Yi. She wasn’t incapable of lying down, but had simply fainted.
Chen Yi withdrew his gaze, since it was unbearable to watch, he would simply not watch.
He had not held back, treating her thoroughly harshly as he had before their marriage, employing no mercy at all.
Before entrusting his heart to her, Chen Yi had always been wary of her. After opening his heart, knowing she would never again betray him, he grew attached, gradually softening. After marriage, this became even more evident, though the chrysanthemum tea incident seemed tragic, he never once absorbed Yin Wei Ying again.
After this incident, he finally realized that with this insensible woman, he should never let his guard down.
No matter how much he liked or was infatuated with her, the nature of Great Yin remains unchanged, easier to shift mountains than change one’s inherent traits. Given the chance, she would always seek to turn the tables, having never learned to bow her head.
