mesbooks Chapter 136 Fear
Chapter 136 Fear
Miao Yin's sweet smile vanished, her eyes widened slightly, and she seemed stunned, as if she had been taken aback by his sudden outburst.
"Stop pretending to be innocent! I just don't like you. Go ahead and use the curse if you want. Try and hurt me to death if you dare!"
Having finally vented all the frustration he had been holding in, Tu Hao felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders, and now he had a sense of relief, like he was ready to throw caution to the wind.
Since he's being so outrageous, this crazy woman definitely won't let him off easily, so he might as well let himself have some more fun.
Tu Hao waved his hand, his muscles relaxed, and he even wanted to smoke a cigarette, waiting for Miao Yin to make her move.
To everyone's surprise, Miao Yin just stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter.
The flames surrounding them seemed to come alive, flowing rapidly and dancing a graceful waltz in the air. The intense firelight illuminated everything, reflecting the host's excitement at that moment.
"Hahahaha...I knew it...I knew it...hahahahahaha—"
She laughed wildly, tears streaming down her face, bending over with laughter, her hair trembling with her movements.
Before Tu Hao could react, the curse suddenly began to heat up, and the raging soul fire swept through every nerve in his body, leaving him powerless to resist.
Varied……?!
Miao Yin lunged forward and grabbed his shoulder, her immense strength slamming him down onto the table. His back slammed against the cold surface with a dull thud!
She practically threw herself onto Tu Hao and then bit his neck hard!
"Ah!" Tu Hao cried out in pain!
Warm liquid flowed down from the wound, quickly soaking the collar. The vital spot was injured, and Tu Hao's scalp exploded instantly!
He reached out to push her away, but Miao Yin didn't even lift her head. She simply grabbed his wrist and pressed him back down.
Miao Yin's hands are long, slender, and white, with delicate knuckles and distinct veins, without a single scar. They are even more beautiful than the hands of pianists who enjoy international acclaim.
Unlike Tu Hao's large hands, his hands were covered in calluses and scars from battles, clearly indicating that he was a rough man.
Now, those jade-like hands were gripping Tu Hao's wrist tightly, rendering him unable to move, their extremely white skin creating a stark contrast between his upper and lower body.
The force was so great that Tu Hao even felt his bones shatter.
Because of the curse taking effect, he is in excruciating pain and has no strength left in his body.
His face was contorted in agony, his head tilted back as if trying to escape, his neck taut in an arc, his vulnerable Adam's apple exposed, making him look like a lamb being strangled on the slaughterhouse.
Miao Yin was like a vampire who had lost her mind, her teeth digging into his flesh, tearing at it greedily, her raven-feather-like long hair turning into a cloak of night, covering the two of them.
"Miao Yin! Leng Mou Yin!!!"
Tu Hao's broken voice ripped out a scream in her ear, making no attempt to hide the trembling in his voice.
Perhaps it was this cry that brought the man back to his senses, for Miao Yin finally raised her head and let out a sigh filled with the stench of blood.
Red plum blossoms bloomed on her delicate face, even staining her lips bright red. Miao Yin's lips were slightly parted, revealing sharp canine teeth and a blood-licking tongue. Her obsidian-like eyes churned with waves of passion and greed.
The firelight cast long, crimson shadows on her face.
If Kou Xin were still alive, he would have discovered that at this moment, Miao Yin looked exactly like the Ghost Guanyin who crawled out of the monster's body!
"Haha...hahahahahahaha..."
She flashed an extremely excited yet morbid smile, her words rising and falling in three undulations, her tone filled with barely suppressed pleasure.
"—Xiao Tu, I still like you the most."
In an instant, Tu Hao felt his blood run cold.
He opened his mouth weakly, but couldn't utter a single word. His dark green pupils were constricted, trembling like leaves in a strong wind.
His well-built muscles trembled unconsciously, a hollow ringing sound suddenly erupted in his ears, all other sounds left him, as if even his soul had been pulled out of his body.
The curse disappeared without him noticing, and his powers returned to his body, but Tu Hao remained in the position restrained by Miao Yin, completely forgetting to resist.
The woman's maniacal laughter assaulted his eardrums. Tu Hao lay on the table like a sacrificial offering, with only one sentence remaining in his mind.
'I shouldn't have exposed her facade.'
What's more terrifying than facing a madman is simultaneously arousing the madman's interest in you.
He shattered the illusion of peace and opened the window to the darkness. However, Miao Yin was not angered or ashamed. Instead, she felt an excitement that was even more thrilling than killing because of such intense stimulation.
He was wrong, terribly wrong!
Miao Yin does not have a mental disorder.
—She stood on the rooftop on April Fool's Day, scattering coins and watching people bend over and scramble for them.
—It's like dancing a waltz barefoot on a knife's edge, then pushing your dance partner into hell.
—It's like taking other people's sincerity and feeding it to dogs while laughing and mocking them.
She wasn't sick; she knew what she was doing; she was lucidly going mad.
There are always some people who enjoy watching the world burn with a smile.
Tu Hao suddenly realized that this was a madman and nightmare even more terrifying than he had imagined.
He stood in a zoo called The World, in front of him in a glass enclosure housing a lion almost as tall as him.
The lion would always threaten and tease him through the glass, wanting to see him looking terrified and unable to escape, keeping his nerves on edge day and night.
But the lion can't get out, because it's locked up.
So he couldn't take it anymore and yelled at the lion.
Suddenly, the lion smashed through the glass and rushed out. Only then did he realize that the glass was an illusion, and the lion was three or four times larger than he had seen!
The lion was fierce and intimidating, its footsteps making a dull "thump-thump" sound, and it bared its bloodthirsty fangs at him, letting out a thunderous roar.
It swallowed him whole, then spat him out and licked his face. Its enormous paws held the human completely in their grasp; with just a gentle squeeze, he would turn into a limp rag doll.
The wound on his neck was still bleeding, soaking his cold back.
The terrifying lion reached out and pressed her hand against his wound, the blood that couldn't be contained seeping out from between her fingers, bringing a throbbing, dull pain.
Tu Hao looked up and met her abyss-like eyes, and he couldn't look away. Unfamiliar emotions assaulted the barrier of reason, threatening to shatter it.
It wasn't until much later that he realized this emotion was called fear...