MTL - My Wife Why is She So Cute-Chapter 6

The atmosphere is tense.

Long Zheng who stood in the front was especially excited, the murderous look in his eyes was undisguised.

Among the vampire clan, the Shura tribe is the best at fighting, it is the nature engraved in the bones.

And Long Zheng, the strongest dead waiter beside King Shura, did his part. His supernatural power was to use fire. The vampire's body was so hard that even fangs and sharp knives could not tear it apart, but he was most afraid of being swallowed by fire. The talent bestowed by God made him domineering in the tribe all these years, except for King Shura, he didn't look down on any vampires.

Yan Chuyu in front of me has been revered as the "Holy King" since she woke up, and she has no merits. Except for her biography recorded in ancient books, no vampire in the clan knows her past. Why?

Why is she the king?

He is not convinced.

Water and fire are inherently incompatible.

He had long wanted to challenge the king.

Yan Chuyu looked at him calmly for a moment, then turned around.

Zuo Die lay on the ground, the slender figure of the Holy King Qingjun blocked all the fear, she did not dare to move with tears in her eyes.

She understands the ruthlessness of vampires best.

She didn't believe that the Holy King would offend Shura King for a newly transformed vampire who couldn't even use his abilities well.

"stand up."

The voice as clear as broken jade stunned the vampires present. Yan Chuyu looked down at Zuo Die condescendingly, and Zuo Die stared blankly at the Holy King as if he was stupid. Rebellious aura. Under the gaze of the Holy King, she took a deep breath and stood up slowly.

"Come with me."

Yan Chuyu's nonchalant attitude angered the dead servants and guardians around King Shura, and King Shura smiled sullenly under the mask: "Holy King, are you just taking her away like this?"

Long Zheng was the first one who couldn't bear it any longer. He swung his fist, and that fist was wrapped in a heat wave that could melt everything and turned into a flaming gluttonous beast. It rushed towards Yan Chuyu ferociously, and opened its **** mouth to swallow her. , burned to ashes.

He was still afraid of Yan Chuyu's status as the Holy King, and he used all his strength when he made a move.

This trick has killed countless vampires.

Hua Bairou, who had been kneeling on the ground, was about to jump out of her heart, and wanted to shout "Holy King, get out of the way!".

But Yan Chuyu didn't seem to see the fire, she even turned around calmly, looking at Long Zheng with a pair of cold eyes.

Not only did that punch not smash her body and melt her organs, but it made Long Zheng's hand fall into the swamp, and all the fire and heat from his fist were melted into it.

Water and fire shouldn't be incompatible, Long Zheng was taken aback, he raised his head, Yan Chuyu, who was close at hand, looked at him quietly, her eyes were full of deep blue like the sea, there was a huge danger under the calm sea surface , He knew that the situation was not good, so he pulled his hand out vigorously, but the harder he tried, the stronger the sea water stirred, as if a meat grinder dragged him into the mire.

Water and fire mingled, and the huge energy inspired a hot red liquid like volcanic rocks to wrap his body, tear open and devour his skin and limbs, Long Zheng's eyes were full of fear, he had always enjoyed the killing feeling of the flames devouring everything, but this time, He became a prey to be slaughtered.

From the beginning to the end, Yan Chuyu didn't let go of the hand behind his back.

Seeing that his entire body was about to be engulfed by the sea of ​​flames, King Shura smiled: "Holy King, do you want to be as knowledgeable as the lowly Deadpool?"

Yan Chuyu glanced at her, and the blue water in his eyes disappeared like an ebb.

Long Zheng, who was on fire and broke free, had long since lost his strength. He kneeled heavily on the ground, smashing the tiles with his knees, his body still exuded white heat, and red magma overflowed from his mouth and nose.

Tan Ying, the protector with the ability to control frost beside King Shura, was taken aback. The cold wind was wrapped in frost, and she teleported to Long Zheng's side amidst the cold wind.

She was fast, but the Holy King was even faster. Yan Chuyu put his palms behind his back and gently swayed a circle. In the ice, she seemed to be in disbelief, her eyes were still wide open.

Everything happened, but between electric phantoms.

Yan Chuyu raised his eyes, looked at King Shura in the shadow, and asked calmly, "Can I take it away?"

Vampires: …

The Holy King led Zuo Die out in such a majestic manner, no vampires dared to stop him, and the vampire guards stood guard at the entrance of the hall in armor, and even took a step back with their steel guns tightly, followed by Hua Bairou, who lowered his head clamoring.

I rely on me rely on me! !

Awesome Holy King.

After leaving the gate of Shura Palace, Hua Bairou kept talking all the way: "Holy King, you will be my idol from now on!"

"Oh my god, I never imagined that the domineering Long Zheng would have such a day, how refreshing!"

"And the frozen sandalwood cherry, her eyes won't turn!"

"Bullshit, look at those big protectors are scared to death! Ahhhh, Holy King, I want to call for you!"

…

Yan Chuyu frowned, she turned her head to look at Hua Bairou, and asked her soul: "Do you still want your mouth?"

Hua Bairou immediately shut up.

Along the way, Zuo Die kept her head down and said nothing, some tears fell on the ground and disappeared very quickly.

When they arrived at the Holy King's ice castle, Hua Bairou comforted him: "Okay, don't cry anymore, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and we'll be stronger in the future, let's go kill that **** Long Zheng together!"

Zuo Diehong looked at the Holy King.

Yan Chuyu looked at Zuo Die, and said slowly: "She's bragging."

With their abilities, Ten Years will not be Long Zheng's opponent.

Hua Bairou staggered, seeing Zuo Die's tears hanging on her long eyelashes were about to fall, she quickly made up: "It's okay, it's okay, sister will help you practice your abilities, one day, we will become stronger!"

She was afraid that the Holy King would say something sad, so she hurriedly asked, "What can you change now?"

Zuo Die's ability is change.

She can turn into various small animals.

Zuo Die bit her lip, "Now I can only become a butterfly."

Hua Bairou gave her an encouraging look: "Then show me and the Holy King a change."

Zuo Die secretly went to see the Holy King, thinking that Yan Chuyu would be indifferent, but unexpectedly, she saw her beautiful eyes looking at him curiously.

My heart was soothed.

Zuo Die knew that Sheng Wang was a good ghost king, although he didn't speak, he comforted her with his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Zuo Die plucked up her courage, and under the watchful eyes of the two, she turned around and shouted "Change!"

After creating a full sense of atmosphere.

A small dusty insect flapping its wings struggled to fly in the wind.

Hua Bairou immediately clapped her hands and praised without hesitation: "My God, Zuo Die, you are amazing! This little butterfly is so beautiful! Isn't it, Holy King?"

She gave Yan Chuyu her eyes, asking the Holy King to appease the poor little self-esteem. Yan Chuyu stared suspiciously at Xiaodie who had just been praised by Hua Bairou and danced around her for a while, thinking, How can this be a beautiful butterfly? She looked at Hua Bairou and seriously questioned: "Isn't this a moth?"

With a "snap", the one certified by the Holy King fluttered his moths and fell to the ground.

Hua Bairou: ...

Because of the arrival of the two of them, the ice sculpture castle is no longer cold and has gained popularity.

I have never heard of Hua Bairou's mouth. She is a full-fledged talker. From the history and culture of the vampire family to the blood fruit, several procedures must be refined to keep the delicious smell of blood without being too strong. She said Seeing Zuo Die talking non-stop, he didn't give her time to suffer at all.

Yan Chuyu was too lazy to listen to her noise, she walked slowly through the corridor with her hands behind her back.

Zuo Die secretly went to see the Holy King.

Sheng Wang was really beautiful, more beautiful than all the vampires she had ever seen.

If a person endures the pain of bone erosion and transforms into a vampire, it is equivalent to completing the transformation from cocoon to butterfly. Compared with humans, vampires not only have a qualitative improvement in strength, speed, and abilities, but also their appearance will also undergo a huge change. The skin will be as smooth and clean as porcelain, without a trace of blemishes, and the skin will be thicker than snow. Fair and fair, even the figure and figure will be adjusted to the extreme chic.

And the Holy King is the ultimate of the ultimate.

Every inch of her skin, every line of her body, seemed to be engraved with a special gift from God.

There was a cold mist floating around, her long skirt was blown up, her long hair brushed her cheeks, her eyes did not have the evil spirit that vampires are used to, they were as indifferent as water, she was in the mist, and she was as graceful as a fairy.

Ever since Yan Chuyu woke up from sleep, she was told by King Shura that this was once a mansion built by her, and no one dared to approach it unless she allowed it.

The magnificent style of this ice castle building, the majestic pavilion, every carving and carving, is all exquisite.

Hidden in the night, far away from disturbing right and wrong, there is an enchantment control set by her personally on the outside, preventing all others from entering.

Yan Chuyu put her hands behind her back, straightened her body, and walked slowly. Every time she walked through a room, the lights would turn on.

She rejected King Shura's arrangement to send attendants. In such a magnificent and luxurious frozen castle that was not inferior to the ancient emperors, Yan Chuyu was used to being alone and alone.

As Yan Chuyu left, the lights went out, and the figure cast on the ground was stretched slender and lonely.

The loneliness fell on the ground with the moonlight, and various pictures flooded out in her mind.

——I want to marry you.

If you dare to leave like this, I will not forgive you lightly.

Don't forget me, I am your wife.

As I said, we live and die together.

…

From the moment he woke up, these lingering words kept rolling in Yan Chuyu's mind.

She forgot it was the past, forgot everything, even herself.

But these words were engraved in her soul word by word, clearly and without leaving a word.

It's just...every time she wanted to see the speaker's face, that person would always turn back mercilessly.

This time she entered the WTO also reached an agreement with King Shura, Yan Chuyu helped her get the jade wrench in Song Nianying's hand, and King Shura would let her see clearly the face of the woman who was lingering in her ear.

It's just that it takes some twists and turns to get the jade finger, King Shura told her that it can't be snatched, and Song Nianying must be willing to take it off to complete the task.

It's just the willingness of human beings, it's not that easy.

In the last room, Yan Chuyu stood outside the door, she raised her hand and pushed hard.

Bingmen remained motionless.

In this ice castle, only the door of this room can't be opened. Yan Chuyu tried several times but failed to open it. If she can't push it, there is no one in this world who can move this door.

The sound of Hua Bairou's laughter still came from the ear, and the white gauze curtain fluttered gently with the wind blowing.

The blue figure turned around and approached, facing the eyes of the Holy King, Hua Bairou's smile stopped abruptly, her body froze, and she asked cautiously: "Holy King, what's the matter?"

Zuo Die didn't dare to make a sound, and looked at the Holy King without blinking.

To her, Yan Chuyu was like a savior, she was respected and feared at the same time, now that the Holy King was standing in front of them with such a dignified expression, he must have something important to explain.

Zuo Die couldn't help holding her breath.

Although she is not capable enough, she will definitely go through fire and water for what the Holy King has told her.

Yan Chuyu looked into Shanghua Bairou's eyes and asked, "What do beautiful women like?"

Hua Bairou: ...

Zuo Die:? ? ?

…

Song Nianying was wearing a rose nightgown, holding her bent knees with both hands, quietly looking at the curtains blown by the wind for a long time, she lay on the big bed.

For ordinary people, with falling asleep, dreams often appear.

But ever since Song Nianying could remember, she was a person who never dreamed.

When I woke up, I was alone, and when I fell asleep, I was still empty.

But this night, she had a dream.

In the dream, Yan Chuyu, the fiancée whom she cared about as soon as she saw her, took her to a splendid castle made of ice sculptures.

Don't wait for her to ask.

With one hand behind her back, Yan Chuyu led her around from room to room.

Pushing open the door of the first room, it is full of red Renminbi.

Pushing open the second room, agate jewellery, gold and silver treasures were piled up in a dazzling array, and even the imperial green bracelet worth eight figures was rudely thrown in the corner.

In the third room, Hermes, dior, el, GUCCI, PRADA all kinds of luxury bags.

The fourth room, La Mer, Helena, LaPrairie... all kinds of skin care products, cosmetics...

In the fifth room, there are rich and smooth chocolate, steaming hot cocoa, and all kinds of fragrant desserts...

Song Nianying was dazzled, she turned her head, covered her mouth and looked at Yan Chuyu excitedly, "Are these all for me?"

Ah ah ah ah ah! !

Yan Chuyu looked at her quietly, "You are dreaming."

Song Nianying: ...

Yan Chuyu: "When you wake up tomorrow morning, you will forget everything."

Song Nianying:? ? ?

Yan Chuyu's eyes fell on the jade finger on her fingertips: "I want to know, what are the things in these rooms that you like and can make you willingly exchange the jade finger to me."

After hearing this, Song Nianying suddenly realized, she fell silent, her eyelids drooped, as if she was thinking about something.

Yan Chuyu calmly stood beside her, waiting for her to consider.

She has read in the book that modern people pay attention to exchange in communication.

The long eyelashes fluttered, and when Song Nian looked up again, she suddenly smiled, the smile was charming, the smile was seductive, and the peach blossoms in her eyes were blooming. Holding a lock of hair with one hand, she took a step forward.

Song Nianying stepped forward, while Yan Chuyu took a step back.

Isn't she afraid? How dare you lean over.

Ordinary people, being dragged into a dream like this, would definitely panic and even run away screaming.

But Song Nianying not only didn't panic, but also used her soft body with a faint mint fragrance to get very close to her, with an ambiguous breath on her cheek: "I will forget everything, what about you?"

Yan Chuyu felt that her body and legs were a little weak, she pinched herself with a hand behind her back, and said with restraint: "Of course I won't forget."

She is a dream builder, how could she forget?

The person in the dream has only a soul without a body, she will not be seduced by Song Nianying's blood, but she still feels a little uncomfortable.

I wanted to back off again, but Yan Chuyu suddenly remembered Hua Bairou's instructions.

——My holy king, you have to use supernatural powers to build dreams, so don't always be so low and hide from others, take the initiative, and try to be cheerful and relaxed to create a relaxed atmosphere, so that you can succeed. "

"That's good."

Song Nianying smiled like a little fox, she tapped her toes, her lips were only a few centimeters from Yan Chuyu's ears, "I don't want those in the room, you want to know what I want? Get closer, I'll tell you You~"

Song Nianying knew that Yan Chuyu was easily shy, and was afraid that she would get too close, so she deliberately provoked her.

I don't know what's wrong.

Being suddenly dragged into a dream like this, Song Nianying not only didn't panic, but felt a sense of comfort and comfort in her chest.

"Come on~"

Song Nianying's eyes were hooked on Yan Chuyu, and she winked at her slyly, wanting to see her embarrassed, see her turn into anger, and see her run away in panic.

But she was wrong.

Not only did Yan Chuyu not become angry, she didn't run away either. She turned her head and leaned forward. The long hair like a waterfall ran across her slender and elegant neck. Song Nianying only felt a coolness on her lips, and a faint fragrance filled her nostrils , she opened her eyes wide in astonishment, only to see that Yan Chuyu had brought over her shiny and snow-white ears, and gently pressed them to her lips, saying cheerfully, "Here we come~"

Song Nianying: ...