In fact, Yu Qing never called Yang Chenfeng ‘husband’; he always called him ‘Brother Chenfeng’.
But the person in front was not necessarily Yang Chenfeng, and it’s unknown if he inherited Yang Chenfeng’s memories.
If his memories were still those of Yang Tianhao, calling him Brother Chenfeng was obviously not appropriate.
So Ruan Qing chose the title ‘husband.’
This way, one couldn’t tell who he’s calling, and there’s no flaw to pick out.
Now, there’s less than five minutes left until the end of the instance.
As long as these five minutes were dragged on, he could leave here.
Ruan Qing’s face carried excitement and the joy at regaining something lost. Tears dampened his long eyelashes, yet he appeared flawless.
The young man cried miserably, his soft voice filled with a sobbing tone, softening the hearts of those who heard it.
It made people want to hug him, comfort him, and ask him not to be sad.
‘Yang Chenfeng’ suddenly became more rigid.
He even doubted whether he had misunderstood.
His beautiful wife didn’t seem to have intended to do those things in the first place.
Before, when his wife was blind, those shameless thieves impersonated him, even using his voice.
Since his wife couldn’t see, he naturally couldn’t tell it wasn’t him.
Later, due to the death of the host body and not meeting the conditions for his descent, he couldn’t maintain his human form and turned into a terrifying appearance.
His wife couldn’t recognize him, which seemed normal.
Indeed, it was normal.
What he should punish wasn’t his beautiful wife, but those thieves who impersonated him and coveted his wife.
His wife was just an ordinary human, naturally frightened by terrifying things.
Instead, he frightened him.
After ‘Yang Chenfeng’ understood this, he embraced the pitiful, crying young man, saying, “You are my wife; I won’t abandon you.”
Ruan Qing responded with a tearful ‘yes’ and tightened his grip on the person, seeking solace.
As if this could bring him a bit of comfort.
The two embraced each other like a loving couple reunited after a long separation.
Ignoring the blood-red sky, it was a completely peaceful scene, as if time had stood still.
In reality, Ruan Qing was counting the time in his heart.
Three minutes left.
As long as he endured these three minutes...
‘Yang Chenfeng’ lowered his gaze at the person in front of him, speaking with a deep voice, “I won’t let you leave me again.”
“Um, I won’t leave you again.”
‘Yang Chenfeng’ looked at his wife’s joyful expression, and his heart seemed to be filled with something.
He reached out and gently stroked his wife’s hair, his movements full of tenderness and affection.
There was not a trace of the world-ending spectacle he had unleashed in his previous battles.
Nor did he see the lofty appearance of a ‘god’.
After caressing Ruan Qing’s hair, ‘Yang Chenfeng’ lightly rubbed Ruan Qing’s pale lips with his thumb.
Then, ‘Yang Chenfeng’ withdrew his hand slightly, and a red mist instantly cut through his fingertip, blood seeping out.
He extended his finger to Ruan Qing’s lips, his tone filled with indulgence, “Good, open your mouth.”
This scene was very familiar; without the system’s reminder, Ruan Qing knew that he absolutely couldn’t drink this blood.
But the problem was, he had no choice now.
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, lowered his gaze to the blood on ‘Yang Chenfeng’s’ hand, his long eyelashes trembling.
The next second, he directly fainted in ‘Yang Chenfeng’s’ arms.
‘Yang Chenfeng’ widened his eyes, a hint of unprecedented panic flashing through his heart.
Immediately, he brought his finger close to the person’s lips.
In fact, he had just discovered that his wife’s body was already in a dilapidated state and wouldn’t live much longer.
Luckily, with him here, he wouldn’t let his wife leave him.
Even in death.
However, just as his blood was about to enter the young man’s mouth, cries for help and weeping came from nearby.
“Husband, save me, sob, sob, sob.”
The voice was very faint, disappearing with the wind.
It was impossible to hear on this small rooftop.
But when ‘Yang Chenfeng’ heard the sound, he immediately looked towards the back mountain.
His figure also disappeared in an instant.
Back mountain cemetery.
Shen Baiyue looked at the person handing him the knife, who then placed Shen Baiyue’s hand on his (RQ) own neck. In that moment, he could only fall silent.
Ruan Qing didn’t want it to be like this, but he had no choice.
He had no combat power at all and couldn’t possibly confront the ‘god’ head-on.
Fortunately, the puppet of the player that resembled the advanced male player on this side hadn’t died yet. So when Ruan Qing realized there was no way to escape, he immediately entered the puppet’s body.
After placing the knife at his own neck, Ruan Qing turned to Shen Baiyue and showed a polite smile. “Just a little more hardship. There are only two minutes left.”
After saying that, a look of fear and helplessness appeared on his face, and he immediately panicked and shouted, “Husband, save me!”
After Ruan Qing shouted, a terrifying aura immediately filled the air.
The ‘god’ had arrived.
Following Ruan Qing’s suggestion, Shen Baiyue tightened the knife held against his neck, staring at the ‘Yang Chenfeng’ that appeared in an instant, as if facing a formidable enemy.
As Ruan Qing said, only two minutes remained.
As long as he endured these two minutes, he could leave the instance with this person.
“Husband, save me.” Ruan Qing, seeing ‘Yang Chenfeng’ appear, filled his eye sockets with tears, his eyes full of fear.
Even to the point where his body trembled uncontrollably with fear.
Although the appearance had changed, he was undoubtedly his wife.
‘Yang Chenfeng’ still held the young man in his arms, his face darkened as he stared at Shen Baiyue. The intensity of his murderous intent was so palpable that it instilled fear in those who witnessed it.
Anyone could see that the god was truly angry.
Shen Baiyue looked at the ‘Yang Chenfeng’ in front of him and said in a deep voice, “Don’t move! Otherwise, I will kill him!”
‘Yang Chenfeng’ looked at Shen Baiyue expressionlessly, without any further movement.
But Shen Baiyue didn’t relax at all.
This red fog was the domain of this god. As long as he was in this red mist, the god could instantly go anywhere.
In other words, as long as he slightly relaxed his guard, ‘Yang Chenfeng’ could instantly take away the person in his hands.
The time passed second by second, and there was only one minute left until the end of the instance.
Everyone felt that time had never passed so slowly before.
Ruan Qing was counting down the time in his heart.
Now there were only thirty seconds left until the end of the instance.
Suddenly, Ruan Qing felt his legs being hit by something, and his body softened as he fell into the arms of Shen Baiyue.
Shen Baiyue was startled and subconsciously moved the knife in his hand.
This was bad.
He quickly realized something.
However, it was already too late.
The blood-red tentacles formed from the red fog had already bound Ruan Qing’s waist, and then he was forcefully pulled forward.
Shen Baiyue watched as Ruan Qing was pulled away, his eyes widening. He tried to reach out to grab Ruan Qing’s hand.
But it was just a little too short. In the end, he could only watch as he was pulled away.
Ruan Qing looked at the increasingly distant Shen Baiyue, his pupils shrinking, and his heart sank directly to the bottom.
It’s over.
Instance countdown: Fifteen seconds.
Ruan Qing closed his eyes directly, letting himself be pulled towards ‘Yang Chenfeng’.
Fifteen seconds, he had several ways to get through it.
Such as a kiss, such as tearing off the face and stabbing directly into the heart of ‘Yang Chenfeng’.
However, the next second, Ruan Qing did not fall into the arms of ‘Yang Chenfeng’. Instead, he was suddenly pulled in another direction.
Finally, he fell into a warm embrace.
It was a completely different feeling from the cold body of ‘Yang Chenfeng’.
Ruan Qing opened his eyes, looking at the man in front of him with a somewhat bewildered expression.
It was Shen Jinzhao, who had just disappeared.
Although Shen Jinzhao caught him, the blood-red tentacles pierced his (SJZ) heart, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The fresh blood splattered on Ruan Qing’s black shirt, instantly staining it.
Countdown to the duplicate: Three seconds.
Shen Jinzhao looked at the person in his arms, revealing a faint smile, different from his usual lazy expression.
This time, the smile carried a hint of tenderness.
He opened his mouth and silently uttered a sentence.
Countdown to the duplicate: One second.
[Congratulations to player Ruan Qing for clearing the dungeon instance <Eerie Blood Shadow>.]
In fact, Yu Qing never called Yang Chenfeng ‘husband’; he always called him ‘Brother Chenfeng’.
But the person in front was not necessarily Yang Chenfeng, and it’s unknown if he inherited Yang Chenfeng’s memories.
If his memories were still those of Yang Tianhao, calling him Brother Chenfeng was obviously not appropriate.
So Ruan Qing chose the title ‘husband.’
This way, one couldn’t tell who he’s calling, and there’s no flaw to pick out.
Now, there’s less than five minutes left until the end of the instance.
As long as these five minutes were dragged on, he could leave here.
Ruan Qing’s face carried excitement and the joy at regaining something lost. Tears dampened his long eyelashes, yet he appeared flawless.
The young man cried miserably, his soft voice filled with a sobbing tone, softening the hearts of those who heard it.
It made people want to hug him, comfort him, and ask him not to be sad.
‘Yang Chenfeng’ suddenly became more rigid.
He even doubted whether he had misunderstood.
His beautiful wife didn’t seem to have intended to do those things in the first place.
Before, when his wife was blind, those shameless thieves impersonated him, even using his voice.
Since his wife couldn’t see, he naturally couldn’t tell it wasn’t him.
Later, due to the death of the host body and not meeting the conditions for his descent, he couldn’t maintain his human form and turned into a terrifying appearance.
His wife couldn’t recognize him, which seemed normal.
Indeed, it was normal.
What he should punish wasn’t his beautiful wife, but those thieves who impersonated him and coveted his wife.
His wife was just an ordinary human, naturally frightened by terrifying things.
Instead, he frightened him.
After ‘Yang Chenfeng’ understood this, he embraced the pitiful, crying young man, saying, “You are my wife; I won’t abandon you.”
Ruan Qing responded with a tearful ‘yes’ and tightened his grip on the person, seeking solace.
As if this could bring him a bit of comfort.
The two embraced each other like a loving couple reunited after a long separation.
Ignoring the blood-red sky, it was a completely peaceful scene, as if time had stood still.
In reality, Ruan Qing was counting the time in his heart.
Three minutes left.
As long as he endured these three minutes...
‘Yang Chenfeng’ lowered his gaze at the person in front of him, speaking with a deep voice, “I won’t let you leave me again.”
“Um, I won’t leave you again.”
‘Yang Chenfeng’ looked at his wife’s joyful expression, and his heart seemed to be filled with something.
He reached out and gently stroked his wife’s hair, his movements full of tenderness and affection.
There was not a trace of the world-ending spectacle he had unleashed in his previous battles.
Nor did he see the lofty appearance of a ‘god’.
After caressing Ruan Qing’s hair, ‘Yang Chenfeng’ lightly rubbed Ruan Qing’s pale lips with his thumb.
Then, ‘Yang Chenfeng’ withdrew his hand slightly, and a red mist instantly cut through his fingertip, blood seeping out.
He extended his finger to Ruan Qing’s lips, his tone filled with indulgence, “Good, open your mouth.”
This scene was very familiar; without the system’s reminder, Ruan Qing knew that he absolutely couldn’t drink this blood.
But the problem was, he had no choice now.
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, lowered his gaze to the blood on ‘Yang Chenfeng’s’ hand, his long eyelashes trembling.
The next second, he directly fainted in ‘Yang Chenfeng’s’ arms.
‘Yang Chenfeng’ widened his eyes, a hint of unprecedented panic flashing through his heart.
Immediately, he brought his finger close to the person’s lips.
In fact, he had just discovered that his wife’s body was already in a dilapidated state and wouldn’t live much longer.
Luckily, with him here, he wouldn’t let his wife leave him.
Even in death.
However, just as his blood was about to enter the young man’s mouth, cries for help and weeping came from nearby.
“Husband, save me, sob, sob, sob.”
The voice was very faint, disappearing with the wind.
It was impossible to hear on this small rooftop.
But when ‘Yang Chenfeng’ heard the sound, he immediately looked towards the back mountain.
His figure also disappeared in an instant.
Back mountain cemetery.
Shen Baiyue looked at the person handing him the knife, who then placed Shen Baiyue’s hand on his (RQ) own neck. In that moment, he could only fall silent.
Ruan Qing didn’t want it to be like this, but he had no choice.
He had no combat power at all and couldn’t possibly confront the ‘god’ head-on.
Fortunately, the puppet of the player that resembled the advanced male player on this side hadn’t died yet. So when Ruan Qing realized there was no way to escape, he immediately entered the puppet’s body.
After placing the knife at his own neck, Ruan Qing turned to Shen Baiyue and showed a polite smile. “Just a little more hardship. There are only two minutes left.”
After saying that, a look of fear and helplessness appeared on his face, and he immediately panicked and shouted, “Husband, save me!”
After Ruan Qing shouted, a terrifying aura immediately filled the air.
The ‘god’ had arrived.
Following Ruan Qing’s suggestion, Shen Baiyue tightened the knife held against his neck, staring at the ‘Yang Chenfeng’ that appeared in an instant, as if facing a formidable enemy.
As Ruan Qing said, only two minutes remained.
As long as he endured these two minutes, he could leave the instance with this person.
“Husband, save me.” Ruan Qing, seeing ‘Yang Chenfeng’ appear, filled his eye sockets with tears, his eyes full of fear.
Even to the point where his body trembled uncontrollably with fear.
Although the appearance had changed, he was undoubtedly his wife.
‘Yang Chenfeng’ still held the young man in his arms, his face darkened as he stared at Shen Baiyue. The intensity of his murderous intent was so palpable that it instilled fear in those who witnessed it.
Anyone could see that the god was truly angry.
Shen Baiyue looked at the ‘Yang Chenfeng’ in front of him and said in a deep voice, “Don’t move! Otherwise, I will kill him!”
‘Yang Chenfeng’ looked at Shen Baiyue expressionlessly, without any further movement.
But Shen Baiyue didn’t relax at all.
This red fog was the domain of this god. As long as he was in this red mist, the god could instantly go anywhere.
In other words, as long as he slightly relaxed his guard, ‘Yang Chenfeng’ could instantly take away the person in his hands.
The time passed second by second, and there was only one minute left until the end of the instance.
Everyone felt that time had never passed so slowly before.
Ruan Qing was counting down the time in his heart.
Now there were only thirty seconds left until the end of the instance.
Suddenly, Ruan Qing felt his legs being hit by something, and his body softened as he fell into the arms of Shen Baiyue.
Shen Baiyue was startled and subconsciously moved the knife in his hand.
This was bad.
He quickly realized something.
However, it was already too late.
The blood-red tentacles formed from the red fog had already bound Ruan Qing’s waist, and then he was forcefully pulled forward.
Shen Baiyue watched as Ruan Qing was pulled away, his eyes widening. He tried to reach out to grab Ruan Qing’s hand.
But it was just a little too short. In the end, he could only watch as he was pulled away.
Ruan Qing looked at the increasingly distant Shen Baiyue, his pupils shrinking, and his heart sank directly to the bottom.
It’s over.
Instance countdown: Fifteen seconds.
Ruan Qing closed his eyes directly, letting himself be pulled towards ‘Yang Chenfeng’.
Fifteen seconds, he had several ways to get through it.
Such as a kiss, such as tearing off the face and stabbing directly into the heart of ‘Yang Chenfeng’.
However, the next second, Ruan Qing did not fall into the arms of ‘Yang Chenfeng’. Instead, he was suddenly pulled in another direction.
Finally, he fell into a warm embrace.
It was a completely different feeling from the cold body of ‘Yang Chenfeng’.
Ruan Qing opened his eyes, looking at the man in front of him with a somewhat bewildered expression.
It was Shen Jinzhao, who had just disappeared.
Although Shen Jinzhao caught him, the blood-red tentacles pierced his (SJZ) heart, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The fresh blood splattered on Ruan Qing’s black shirt, instantly staining it.
Countdown to the duplicate: Three seconds.
Shen Jinzhao looked at the person in his arms, revealing a faint smile, different from his usual lazy expression.
This time, the smile carried a hint of tenderness.
He opened his mouth and silently uttered a sentence.
Countdown to the duplicate: One second.
[Congratulations to player Ruan Qing for clearing the dungeon instance <Eerie Blood Shadow>.]
