thefictionvixens Chapter 519: Fancy Show of Affection
Chapter 519: Fancy Show of Affection
The next morning, Su Yang was awakened by the coldness on his neck. When he opened his eyes, he saw Gumball leaning against the bed, playing with the collar that was barely visible around his neck with her slender fingers.
"Get up." Hooked kiss flicked his fingertips, and an ice blade accurately cut the chain on Su Yang's wrist, "Follow me to patrol the territory today."
Su Yang sat up while rubbing his numb wrist, and said aggrievedly: "Why don't you take off the collar? I've been so obedient."
"Shut up. When to pick it is not your concern." Hookwen turned his wrist, and a silver bell appeared out of thin air and tied to the chain on Su Yang's ankle. "This way, I can hear you wherever you go."
Su Yang looked at the ankle decoration, his mouth twitching: "Are you treating me like a puppy?"
"That analogy is inappropriate. A puppy doesn't talk as much as you do." Goushi stood up and straightened his robe. "If you don't want to be beaten, follow me."
Things soon took a turn for the better.
In the demon world, the ruins of the Ghost Clan were once the most gloomy forbidden place. In the collapsed palace, bones and broken flags were entangled. The great clan that once controlled the souls was turned into a scorched earth under the iron cavalry of the Shura Clan.
On the day the Ghost King Cangyuan was defeated, the blood mist dyed the entire Ghost Sea red, and also stained Di Yin's achievement of ascending to the throne of Demon Lord with a sin that could never be washed away.
Retribution comes so fast, like a tornado.
Di Yin could never have imagined that he would be so bewitched by the ghost tribe's rabbit general Liu Rangchen. Whenever he thought of that peerless face that could not be distinguished between male and female, Di Yin drooled with greed.
In order to please Liu Rangchen, Di Yin's bottom line was like a roller coaster, lowering again and again. Liu Rangchen argued with him and insisted on letting the ghost tribe regain its power in the demon world.
This made Di Yin so worried that he kept sucking his teeth and tossed and turned in bed at night, unable to sleep!
Back then, he led the Shura tribe to seize the Ghost tribe's territory. That battle was bloody and many brothers died in it! Now he said he would restore it? This is purely to chill his brothers and stab him in the back!
But Di Yin was afraid of making Liu Rangchen unhappy, so he kept scratching his head anxiously. Finally, he came up with a plan! Let Cang Yuan submit to the Shura clan.
In this way, it was legitimate to help his beloved. During that time, Di Yin put in a lot of effort, using soft and hard tactics, coaxing and threatening, and finally managed to take down Cang Yuan, who agreed to surrender, and only then was the matter resolved.
The next step is to use all our strength to help the Ghost Clan restore their former prosperity in a quick manner.
Di Yin had bare arms, his black hair tied up with a cloth, and his bronze skin was covered with dust and sweat. He lifted a thousand-pound dark stone with his bare hands, and with his veins bulging, he firmly embedded it into the foundation.
The craftsmen of the two tribes nearby were stunned to see that the dignified Demon Lord was personally involved in the heaviest physical work.
"Emperor Yin!" A calm and angry voice came from above. Cang Yuan was suspended in mid-air, "Who told you to use brute force? The black stone can only be fixed with the soul-soothing spell!"
Di Yin scratched his head, revealing his big white teeth: "I forgot, forgot! Ghost King, please teach me, I learn things very quickly!"
Cang Yuan snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and countless dark blue spells flew out from his fingertips and wrapped around the black stone. In an instant, a soft light appeared on the surface of the black stone and it sank steadily into the ground.
"Remember, the Ghost Clan's architecture is based on souls and guided by resentment. It is not the fighting and killing method of your Shura Clan!"
Di Yin squatted down, "I see! The Ghost King is really capable! Why didn't I think back then how great a loss it would be to destroy your Ghost Clan!"
"Shut up!" As soon as he finished speaking, one of his ears was grabbed by Liu Rangchen's hand, "How dare you mention this matter!"
Di Yin grimaced, "Ouch, ouch, you little bastard, it hurts me so much, be gentle, be gentle!"
Liu Rangchen released the hand that was grabbing Di Yin's ear, turned around, picked up a bone tile knife, and continued to repair the broken soul pattern beam.
Di Yin immediately stuck to him like a dog-skin plaster and stretched out his hand to help him hold the beam, but Liu Rangchen dodged sideways and said, "Stay away from me."
“Don’t be so fierce!” Di Yin did not retreat, but shamelessly moved closer, “You look so handsome when you repair your soul pattern, can’t I look at you for a few more seconds?”
Before he could finish his words, Liu Rangchen turned his wrist and hit him hard on the forehead with the back of the knife, causing him to stagger back two steps in pain.
Cang Yuan stood on the ruins of a high place, looking at this scene and shaking his head helplessly: "Rang Chen, don't bother with him."
He brushed the soul fire floating in the air with his robe sleeves, condensed it into chains to reinforce the crumbling dome, and assigned the dirtiest and most tiring job, "Di Yin, if you really want to help, go and clean up the netherworld vines in the west corner. Remember, don't use magic."
Di Yin rubbed his forehead and deliberately put on a pitiful expression and looked at Liu Rangchen: "Little bastard, I'm going to work. Remember to wipe my sweat later."
What he got in return was Liu Rangchen's cold words: "Get lost now."
But he still turned around and walked towards the west corner, muttering, "Why are you so fierce? I'll hold you in my arms when I sleep at night."
The bone knife in Liu Rangchen's hand suddenly burst out with a dark blue light, and a soul blade flew past Di Yin's ear and nailed into the stone wall in the distance: "If you keep talking nonsense, next time it won't be a warning."
Di Yin touched the ear where a strand of hair had been cut off and shouted exaggeratedly: "Ah! Murdering your husband!" Liu Rangchen was so angry that he almost threw the tile knife at him.
When Di Yin was squatting in the corner cleaning up the Netherworld vines, he suddenly discovered a glowing soul crystal hidden deep in the vines. His eyes lit up, and he carefully dug it out, then turned around and ran to Liu Rangchen like he was presenting a treasure:
"Look! This soul crystal is brighter than your eyes! I'll give it to you as a token of love... um!" Before he could finish his words, Liu Rangchen directly covered his mouth with his muddy hand: "Shut up! Work!"
Di Yin took the opportunity to lick his palm, which made Liu Rangchen so angry that he immediately shook his hand and went to the stream to wash it, cursing: "Pervert! Disgusting!"
Di Yin followed behind with a playful smile: "It was you who covered my mouth first, I just call it reciprocity!"
As the sun was setting, Liu Rangchen was so tired that he sat down beside the broken wall. His sweat-soaked clothes stuck to his back, outlining his graceful waistline.
Upon seeing this, Di Yin immediately came over and fanned him with his sleeve: "Are you tired? Let me massage your shoulders?" Liu Rangchen was about to kick him but was stopped by Cang Yuan.
"Rang Chen," Cang Yuan handed him a pot of water, "Take a rest for a while. We still need to repair the central altar tonight." He turned to look at Di Yin, "You should also not be idle. Go and hunt some soul beasts. The altar needs living sacrifices."
Di Yin immediately patted his chest and promised: "Leave it to me! When I come back, I will roast the most delicious soul beast leg for the little bastard!"
Liu Rangchen snorted at Di Yin's receding back: "You're so hypocritical, who wants to eat your food!"
Cang Yuan sighed softly, "Although Di Yin's methods are cruel, he is indeed sincere now."
Liu Rangchen disagreed, "My Lord! When he slaughtered my entire clan, he never thought of today!"
When night fell, Di Yin returned carrying three high-level soul beasts. He proudly threw the prey at Liu Rangchen's feet: "Look! They are all the fattest! I will cook them for you myself..."
Before he finished speaking, Liu Rangchen suddenly drew out the soft sword from his waist and put the tip of the sword against his chest: "Di Yin, don't think that you can offset your sins by doing a little thing."
Di Yin, however, held the tip of the sword with his backhand, letting the blood drip down his palm: "I know I was wrong! As long as you calm down, I will do anything!"