Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite

Chapter 768: Chapter 760: Imprisonment

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Su Muyao didn’t have time to react at all, she just felt an irresistible force coming from the vortex, and she instinctively wanted to let go, but her fingertips seemed to be stuck by the Youluo Branch, unable to break free.

In an instant, the black vortex engulfed her entirely.

In a daze, the sound of the wind suddenly amplified beside her ears, causing her eardrums to ache, and her consciousness became blurred.

She felt like she was falling rapidly into endless darkness, her Spiritual Power was in chaos within her body, yet she couldn’t mobilize even a fraction of it, only allowing this mysterious power to manipulate her.

This power is so peculiar.

She also remembered that when she first took the Youluo Branch, she saw a black ancient character appear on it in a haze.

Very strange symbols.

Could this power be related to those characters?

Just like the Witch Rune.

Before Su Muyao could think more, she was already plunged into sleep.

When she woke up again, she was woken by the cold.

As she opened her eyes, all she could see was the snow swirling in the sky.

Snowflakes like goose feathers were falling quietly, covering the entire world, the ground was also covered with a thick layer, and the world was vast and pristine.

"Where is this place?"

Su Muyao murmured aloud, she spoke as she glanced around, and suddenly a silhouette caught her eye.

Not far under the snow pine stood a man like a noble orchid.

He was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, the hem gently fluttered with the wind and snow, his attire was elegant and graceful, and the black borders looked even colder against the white snow.

The most striking was his long hair, pure as falling snow, reaching down to his waist, the strands softly swaying with the cold wind.

A few strands brushed across his cheeks, making his skin appear more pure than snow, like an ice-bound snow lotus.

His brows and eyes were absolutely beautiful, detached from the world, coldly exquisite and mysteriously picturesque, as if an Immortal walked out from the depths of a snow-capped mountain, untouched by human smoke and fire.

He just stood quietly under the pine tree, seemingly enveloped by a faint aura, secluding him from the swirling wind and snow.

His temperament was as cold as the snow lotus on the mountain, immaculate and perfect.

At the moment Su Muyao saw him, her pupils suddenly shrank, her entire blood seemed to freeze at that moment.

She stared blankly at that snow-colored figure, her heart uncontrollably racing.

Her eyelashes gently quivered, even her breathing became rough.

"Xie Guixue..."

Why was it him!

Even if it was just a silhouette, even if it was just a glance through the wind and snow, she couldn’t possibly mistake him.

Initially, she had deliberately tried to forget, to suppress all memories and feelings about him, thinking she no longer cared.

But it turned out she was just deceiving herself.

Only a reunion, only a glance, was enough to unsettle her mind, even her fingertips trembled slightly.

The man seemed to hear her voice and slowly shifted his gaze onto her.

Through the wind and snow, his lips parted slightly, "Wife..."

His voice was as pleasant as always, smooth and distant like the ancient zither’s tone.

Just two words, yet they seemed to have a magical power, piercing through the swirling wind and snow, directly hitting Su Muyao’s heart.

"Wife, I’ve been looking for you for so long, I miss you so much..."

Hearing these words, Su Muyao felt it was the voice she most wanted to hear within her heart.

Her eyelashes trembled, her eyes involuntarily reddened, a glimmer of moisture welled up.

These emotions were completely beyond rational control.

They were all instinctive reactions of her body.

The man slowly extended his hand, looking at her tenderly, waiting for her to come over.

At that moment, seeing this scene, Su Muyao’s mind was blank, she couldn’t even think.

She quickly stood up, step by step, walking towards that snow-colored silhouette.

Her whole body seemed to be guided by invisible threads, everything seemed beyond her control.

Wind and snow fell on her hair and body.

But she didn’t notice at all, only the absolutely beautiful figure standing under the pine tree remained in her eyes.

Her heart and mind were entirely occupied by him.

Su Muyao walked quickly, eventually running over, rushing into the man’s arms, softly colliding into his embrace, "Xie Guixue, you’re back!"

The warm touch from his body brought an intense floral fragrance, accompanied by a chill.

The moment Su Muyao smelled this, her heart tightened.

No, this scent wasn’t right, it wasn’t the scent of Xie Guixue.

Xie Guixue’s scent was cold like a snowy plum from the mountains, clean without any impurities, a slender, pleasant aroma.

It wasn’t like this.

The strong sense of discord dragged her back from her dazed state, instantly sharpening her senses. She subconsciously wanted to retreat.

But it was already too late.

"Oh, I’ve been found out!"

As she struggled, the man realized something, and instantly restrained her with power.

Just the next second, before she could counterattack.

The man’s arm directly transformed into thorny red vines, with a cold chill, harshly piercing through her back.

"Ah!"

Sharp pain instantly swept through her body.

"Ah..."

Su Muyao exclaimed uncontrollably as her back was pierced.

She endured the pain, instinctively trying to mobilize her internal superpower, wanting to resist, wanting to break free from this fatal restraint.

But the eerie paralysis instantly spread from the wound on her back, rapidly traversing her meridians, within moments, sweeping through her limbs and bones.

Her superpower seemed instantly sealed.

No matter how she tried to activate it, she couldn’t mobilize even a tiny bit of superpower, even the strength in her hands gradually vanished.

"It’s useless, don’t struggle, no one has yet broken my Illusion Realm."

"My unique paralysis ability on my body, you can’t resist."

"Indeed, this paralysis will only render you unable to access your power, but the pain can be felt most clearly."

The man while piercing Su Muyao’s body, spoke with a smile.

He looked at Su Muyao, no longer in disguise as before, but with a sinister light.

Everything happened in a flash, leaving Su Muyao completely caught off guard, her whole body feeling the sharp pain.

All the color drained from her face, cold sweat continuously dripped down.

The pain kept her conscious, perhaps because she was restrained, there was no need for the Illusion Realm anymore.

Su Muyao discovered the scene changed before her eyes.

The swirling snow and the pine tree gradually vanished, and the man also discarded his previous disguise.

Snowy hair turned into dark curls, hanging over his shoulders, his celestial and exquisite eyebrows transformed to alluring and seductive, the moon-white brocade robe became dark red battle attire, the cold aura around him disappeared, leaving only intense wickedness and malice.

"You... Thorn Flower Clan Beastman..."

Su Muyao weakly voiced her judgment.

Thorn Flower Clan Beastman, adept in Illusion Realm, the thorns also had paralysis effects.

The man smiled wickedly, "Indeed, as expected from the chosen Immortal Phoenix Beastman, you certainly have some insight."

"Unfortunately, fallen into our hands, you’re unable to escape."

"Don’t worry, I won’t kill you, your Heart Blood, your Immortal Phoenix Bone still have important uses."

"Of course, being protected by Creation Green Lotus, we can’t kill you for now either."

"Even if you’re killed, someone can revive you, so rather let you serve greater purposes this way."

Blood from Su Muyao’s wound trickled down, her whole body trembling in agony.

It was really painful.

If it were ordinary injuries, Su Muyao really could endure.

But previously as Su Qingluo, she had once been gouged an Immortal Phoenix Bone.

Also on her back, the same pain seemed to overlay with the memory’s pain, making it truly unbearable.

Tears uncontrollably gathered in her eyes, dropping one by one.

She didn’t want this, but her body completely refused to be controlled.

"Why..."

Struggling to speak, Su Muyao weakly uttered, in a faint whisper, intermittently, as if asking herself, or perhaps asking many things.

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