Directly confronting the man was obviously not possible; the man was much stronger than him.
He couldn’t beat the man.
Tearing apart the facade would only lead him into danger.
The man should be very strong; otherwise, his body wouldn’t instinctively feel fear and dread.
He had nothing in his hands right now, not even a chance for an ambush. He must remain calm.
Ruan Qing, through the mirror, discreetly surveyed everything in the room with the corner of his eye.
The room was decorated very warmly, filled with the essence of life in every corner.
It’s just an ordinary bedroom.
But Ruan Qing didn’t find the arrangement of the bedroom familiar. According to the arrangement, he seemed to prefer the presence of flowers, plants, trees, and living creatures...
As Ruan Qing thought about it, he froze. Did he like these things?
It seemed like they weren’t suitable for a bedroom.
Though Ruan Qing was unsure about what he liked, he felt that he probably didn’t like the current arrangement of the room.
After scanning around, Ruan Qing found nothing unusual. The room was indeed filled with traces of him and the man.
Many things came in pairs, and there were numerous photos.
It didn’t look fake.
Suddenly, Ruan Qing widened his eyes, and his pupils contracted slightly.
His gaze fell on the floor reflected in the mirror.
On the ground, there was a shadow.
But there was only his shadow.
Clearly, the man was right behind him.
Ruan Qing glanced at the ground; the shadows of the two people overlap in the light. Everything seemed normal.
But the other’s shadow didn’t reflect in the mirror. It’s easy to overlook if not paying attention.
There’s an issue with the reflection in the mirror!
No, not only the reflection in the mirror had a problem, but everything he saw might have a problem.
Was it a dream?
After all, there’s no logic to follow in dreams, and anomalies were normal.
Ruan Qing bit his lip forcefully; the pain stimulated him, causing a mist to form in his eyes, making them appear moist.
It also made the corners of his eyes redder.
Not a dream...
This discovery caused Ruan Qing’s heart to uncontrollably quicken. The fear and unease in the depths of his heart reached their peak, making it impossible for him to think calmly.
Because the man behind him might not be human at all, and what he sought wasn’t Ruan Qing as a person but his life.
The mist in Ruan Qing’s eyes intensified, almost filling the red-rimmed eye sockets.
Fortunately, his current state seemed as if he was shyly looking at himself in the mirror. The man didn’t seem to notice anything.
The man indeed didn’t notice, as the young man, upon seeing himself in the mirror, blushed even more at the corners of his eyes. He looked like a stunning sunset, painting the horizon with a beautiful shade of red.
Clearly, he was extremely shy.
Even though the young man’s heartbeat quickened, ‘he’ believed it was just shyness.
However, even if shy, he shouldn’t bite his lips so forcefully; after all, the young man is still human, and it would hurt.
The man reached out, his slender fingers lightly touching the young man’s lips, attempting to make him release his tightly bitten lower lip.
But unexpectedly, ‘his’ actions made the young man bite even tighter.
The man applied some force to the hand holding the young man’s chin, forcing him to tilt his head back, and this made him release his grip on his lower lip.
The young man’s lips were already attractive, now appearing rosy due to the previous kiss. The bite marks made them even more enticing.
Moreover, the young man’s posture was filled with allure and temptation, even the tassels swaying by his ears seemed to carry a certain meaning.
The man’s hand subconsciously fell on the young man’s earlobe, the fair skin instantly blushing, enhancing the young man’s radiance.
The man’s eyes darkened, and his Adam’s apple moved uncontrollably. His slender fingers eventually rested on the young man’s thin lips, and he leaned down to kiss again.
Although the man seemed no different from a regular man, the fear in Ruan Qing’s heart did not diminish in the slightest. It pressed on him so much that he was on the verge of revealing his fear.
Moreover, if he continued with the man, he might end up dying in a mysterious and unclear manner.
Ruan Qing’s peripheral vision fell on the bedside table, where a strangely blood-stained knife was placed.
Ruan Qing gently pushed the man away, as if entangled in desire. His face was tinged with crimson, and his beautiful eyes carried a hint of confusion. “Go... go to the bed...”
The young man’s response was evidently an agreement. The man lifted the young man horizontally and walked towards the bed that had just been prepared by ‘him’.
Then, ‘he’ placed the young man on the bed.
Grasping the young man’s chin, he leaned in for a kiss, more daring than before, as if he wanted to continue what had been left unfinished just moments ago.
Clearly, the man had long forgotten about the wedding.
The night was still young.
And engaging in such pleasurable activities was not much different from a wedding; both could bind a life-and-death covenant with the young man.
After tonight, the young man would be ‘his’ bride, forever and ever belonging to ‘him’.
The man no longer restrained himself.
However, in the next moment, the man paused. ‘He’ looked at his own chest with a hint of disbelief.
A knife was lodged in the position of ‘his’ heart.
It was ‘his’ own knife, the one that had once killed ‘him’.
It was a rare blade that could inflict harm upon ‘him’.
The man stared blankly at the knife in ‘his’ chest, seemingly not having fully grasped the situation.
Clearly, in ‘his’ illusion, ordinary people wouldn’t be able to perceive any anomalies. ‘He’ had invested all efforts in constructing this illusion. It was almost flawless.
After all, entering ‘his’ illusion would influence even one’s thoughts, following the ideas set by ‘him’.
Why...
It’s unclear whether the man was injured by the knife or by Ruan Qing’s actions, but in an instant, the illusion shattered. The entire room returned to its original state.
This was an abandoned music room; besides the bed being real, everything else was extremely dilapidated.
An old piano, a cracked mirror, worn-out walls.
Even the floor and mirror were stained with a considerable amount of blood, as if something terrible had happened here.
The man’s figure also reverted to its original state. His shirt was dyed red with blood, even his face was covered in bloodstains. The blood-red eyes seemed to carry a chilling resentment, as if ready to devour everything.
What was more terrifying was the bloodstains on the man’s rolled-up sleeves, elbows, and neck, as if they were wounds inflicted by a sharp weapon.
As if his body had been dismembered in the past, now only pieced back together, presenting a horrifying appearance.
Originally, Ruan Qing wanted to push the man away and escape from this place while he was distracted. However, upon seeing the man’s appearance, Ruan Qing’s pupils contracted, his heartbeat paused, and his mind went blank.
Just as Ruan Qing was about to faint, a talisman forced the man away, and he instantly fell into a warm embrace.
Ruan Qing’s memories returned the moment the illusion shattered. Tears uncontrollably streamed down his eyes, and he instinctively grabbed onto the front of Qiao Nuo’s shirt, as if clutching the last straw for survival.
He was incredibly fragile, even his slender body trembled slightly.
Qiao Nuo had no time to comfort the person in his arms; he stared intensely at a figure not far away.
The man cast a cold glance at Qiao Nuo, pulled out a small knife from his chest, and just when Qiao Nuo thought the Ghost King was going to attack him, the man’s figure slowly disappeared.
Clearly, he had left.
Qiao Nuo breathed a sigh of relief. The Ghost King was unexpectedly strong, making it difficult even to break his illusion in a short time.
If it weren’t for the coincidence of the knife injuring ‘him,’ Qiao Nuo wouldn’t have had the confidence to force ‘him’ back.
Moreover, the Ghost King was still in an incomplete body. Once ‘he’ found his other dismembered body parts, no one would be able to restrain ‘him.’
Time was running out for him and his teacher.
Qiao Nuo looked at the young man in his arms, who seemed quite frightened. Just as he was about to speak and console him, he was directly stunned.
Because the young man’s shirt had been unbuttoned, revealing a bit of his skin. From Qiao Nuo’s perspective, the scene beneath the shirt was fully exposed.
Fair skin, well-defined collarbones, and even a hint of pink could be faintly seen.
Qiao Nuo quickly averted his gaze, his ears unexpectedly turning red, and he even almost dropped the person.
Directly confronting the man was obviously not possible; the man was much stronger than him.
He couldn’t beat the man.
Tearing apart the facade would only lead him into danger.
The man should be very strong; otherwise, his body wouldn’t instinctively feel fear and dread.
He had nothing in his hands right now, not even a chance for an ambush. He must remain calm.
Ruan Qing, through the mirror, discreetly surveyed everything in the room with the corner of his eye.
The room was decorated very warmly, filled with the essence of life in every corner.
It’s just an ordinary bedroom.
But Ruan Qing didn’t find the arrangement of the bedroom familiar. According to the arrangement, he seemed to prefer the presence of flowers, plants, trees, and living creatures...
As Ruan Qing thought about it, he froze. Did he like these things?
It seemed like they weren’t suitable for a bedroom.
Though Ruan Qing was unsure about what he liked, he felt that he probably didn’t like the current arrangement of the room.
After scanning around, Ruan Qing found nothing unusual. The room was indeed filled with traces of him and the man.
Many things came in pairs, and there were numerous photos.
It didn’t look fake.
Suddenly, Ruan Qing widened his eyes, and his pupils contracted slightly.
His gaze fell on the floor reflected in the mirror.
On the ground, there was a shadow.
But there was only his shadow.
Clearly, the man was right behind him.
Ruan Qing glanced at the ground; the shadows of the two people overlap in the light. Everything seemed normal.
But the other’s shadow didn’t reflect in the mirror. It’s easy to overlook if not paying attention.
There’s an issue with the reflection in the mirror!
No, not only the reflection in the mirror had a problem, but everything he saw might have a problem.
Was it a dream?
After all, there’s no logic to follow in dreams, and anomalies were normal.
Ruan Qing bit his lip forcefully; the pain stimulated him, causing a mist to form in his eyes, making them appear moist.
It also made the corners of his eyes redder.
Not a dream...
This discovery caused Ruan Qing’s heart to uncontrollably quicken. The fear and unease in the depths of his heart reached their peak, making it impossible for him to think calmly.
Because the man behind him might not be human at all, and what he sought wasn’t Ruan Qing as a person but his life.
The mist in Ruan Qing’s eyes intensified, almost filling the red-rimmed eye sockets.
Fortunately, his current state seemed as if he was shyly looking at himself in the mirror. The man didn’t seem to notice anything.
The man indeed didn’t notice, as the young man, upon seeing himself in the mirror, blushed even more at the corners of his eyes. He looked like a stunning sunset, painting the horizon with a beautiful shade of red.
Clearly, he was extremely shy.
Even though the young man’s heartbeat quickened, ‘he’ believed it was just shyness.
However, even if shy, he shouldn’t bite his lips so forcefully; after all, the young man is still human, and it would hurt.
The man reached out, his slender fingers lightly touching the young man’s lips, attempting to make him release his tightly bitten lower lip.
But unexpectedly, ‘his’ actions made the young man bite even tighter.
The man applied some force to the hand holding the young man’s chin, forcing him to tilt his head back, and this made him release his grip on his lower lip.
The young man’s lips were already attractive, now appearing rosy due to the previous kiss. The bite marks made them even more enticing.
Moreover, the young man’s posture was filled with allure and temptation, even the tassels swaying by his ears seemed to carry a certain meaning.
The man’s hand subconsciously fell on the young man’s earlobe, the fair skin instantly blushing, enhancing the young man’s radiance.
The man’s eyes darkened, and his Adam’s apple moved uncontrollably. His slender fingers eventually rested on the young man’s thin lips, and he leaned down to kiss again.
Although the man seemed no different from a regular man, the fear in Ruan Qing’s heart did not diminish in the slightest. It pressed on him so much that he was on the verge of revealing his fear.
Moreover, if he continued with the man, he might end up dying in a mysterious and unclear manner.
Ruan Qing’s peripheral vision fell on the bedside table, where a strangely blood-stained knife was placed.
Ruan Qing gently pushed the man away, as if entangled in desire. His face was tinged with crimson, and his beautiful eyes carried a hint of confusion. “Go... go to the bed...”
The young man’s response was evidently an agreement. The man lifted the young man horizontally and walked towards the bed that had just been prepared by ‘him’.
Then, ‘he’ placed the young man on the bed.
Grasping the young man’s chin, he leaned in for a kiss, more daring than before, as if he wanted to continue what had been left unfinished just moments ago.
Clearly, the man had long forgotten about the wedding.
The night was still young.
And engaging in such pleasurable activities was not much different from a wedding; both could bind a life-and-death covenant with the young man.
After tonight, the young man would be ‘his’ bride, forever and ever belonging to ‘him’.
The man no longer restrained himself.
However, in the next moment, the man paused. ‘He’ looked at his own chest with a hint of disbelief.
A knife was lodged in the position of ‘his’ heart.
It was ‘his’ own knife, the one that had once killed ‘him’.
It was a rare blade that could inflict harm upon ‘him’.
The man stared blankly at the knife in ‘his’ chest, seemingly not having fully grasped the situation.
Clearly, in ‘his’ illusion, ordinary people wouldn’t be able to perceive any anomalies. ‘He’ had invested all efforts in constructing this illusion. It was almost flawless.
After all, entering ‘his’ illusion would influence even one’s thoughts, following the ideas set by ‘him’.
Why...
It’s unclear whether the man was injured by the knife or by Ruan Qing’s actions, but in an instant, the illusion shattered. The entire room returned to its original state.
This was an abandoned music room; besides the bed being real, everything else was extremely dilapidated.
An old piano, a cracked mirror, worn-out walls.
Even the floor and mirror were stained with a considerable amount of blood, as if something terrible had happened here.
The man’s figure also reverted to its original state. His shirt was dyed red with blood, even his face was covered in bloodstains. The blood-red eyes seemed to carry a chilling resentment, as if ready to devour everything.
What was more terrifying was the bloodstains on the man’s rolled-up sleeves, elbows, and neck, as if they were wounds inflicted by a sharp weapon.
As if his body had been dismembered in the past, now only pieced back together, presenting a horrifying appearance.
Originally, Ruan Qing wanted to push the man away and escape from this place while he was distracted. However, upon seeing the man’s appearance, Ruan Qing’s pupils contracted, his heartbeat paused, and his mind went blank.
Just as Ruan Qing was about to faint, a talisman forced the man away, and he instantly fell into a warm embrace.
Ruan Qing’s memories returned the moment the illusion shattered. Tears uncontrollably streamed down his eyes, and he instinctively grabbed onto the front of Qiao Nuo’s shirt, as if clutching the last straw for survival.
He was incredibly fragile, even his slender body trembled slightly.
Qiao Nuo had no time to comfort the person in his arms; he stared intensely at a figure not far away.
The man cast a cold glance at Qiao Nuo, pulled out a small knife from his chest, and just when Qiao Nuo thought the Ghost King was going to attack him, the man’s figure slowly disappeared.
Clearly, he had left.
Qiao Nuo breathed a sigh of relief. The Ghost King was unexpectedly strong, making it difficult even to break his illusion in a short time.
If it weren’t for the coincidence of the knife injuring ‘him,’ Qiao Nuo wouldn’t have had the confidence to force ‘him’ back.
Moreover, the Ghost King was still in an incomplete body. Once ‘he’ found his other dismembered body parts, no one would be able to restrain ‘him.’
Time was running out for him and his teacher.
Qiao Nuo looked at the young man in his arms, who seemed quite frightened. Just as he was about to speak and console him, he was directly stunned.
Because the young man’s shirt had been unbuttoned, revealing a bit of his skin. From Qiao Nuo’s perspective, the scene beneath the shirt was fully exposed.
Fair skin, well-defined collarbones, and even a hint of pink could be faintly seen.
Qiao Nuo quickly averted his gaze, his ears unexpectedly turning red, and he even almost dropped the person.
