Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 742 Ruoruo, my darling?!
To be an enemy of the world.

These few words, however, struck Xiao Yan's heart like a heavy hammer blow.

In fact, he had thought about this question before. On the contrary, he had pondered it for a very long time when he first learned the other party's identity.

The Soul Palace, or rather the Soul Clan, has long been feared and even loathed by everyone, both for their conduct and reputation. Being hostile to the world is simply the norm for them.

But Xiao Yan always felt that things weren't that simple.

Being opposed by the world and being an enemy of the world seem like just a simple change of subject, but they have completely different meanings.

In other words, what is the Soul Clan preparing for?
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan's expression changed slightly, and the scene of drinking and discussing Taoism with that white-robed scholar flashed through his mind.

He was almost certain that some of his memories had been concealed by the other party!
Is it the Three Mysterious Transformations of Heavenly Fire, or the extinction of the Xiao Clan, or...
The Soul Clan's ambitions?!

"These...should be secrets of the Soul Clan, right?" Xiao Yan licked his dry lips and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you telling me?"

Hun Ruoruo said calmly, "You have the right to listen, and I have the right to speak. That's all."

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Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan fell silent once again.

To be honest, based on his understanding of Hun Ruoruo, he was perfectly clear that she was not a law-abiding person.

Even the old master of medicine once said that the madness hidden deep in the other party's heart would only exceed everyone's understanding.

This is a characteristic ingrained in the bones of the Soul Clan. From the moment she chose to leave the Sound Valley, it was destined that she could never return to tranquility.

Time passed slowly, and Hun Ruoruo's expression changed from calm to indifference, seemingly mixed with a faint disappointment.

However, just as she was about to speak, the young man bathed in sunlight suddenly raised his head, revealing a face that was almost contorted in pain.

Xiao Yan gave her a deep look and said in a low voice, "I will defeat you at any cost."

"Oh?"

Hun Ruoruo seemed surprised by the other party's reply and sneered, "So, in your eyes, this so-called righteousness of the world is more important than the people around you?"

At this moment, Hun Ruoruo was no longer as charming as usual; her voice was as bleak as a cold wind, making people's ears ache.

Xiao Yan's fists clenched until they turned white, his breathing was heavy, and his heart was pounding like a drum even from more than ten feet away.

After a long pause, he took a deep breath and said quietly, "I'm not that great."

Hun Ruoruo's face was as cold as ice: "You should know that what I dislike most are these extremely hypocritical words."

"But it's true."

Xiao Yan casually shrugged, directly refuting Hun Ruoruo's words.

He said softly, "When I was a child, my father told me that as a man, even if you can't have the world in your heart, you must have your own bottom line and principles."

"I know that I have all the skills I have now thanks to you. I have no right to question your decisions, but I can't suppress the impulse in my heart that I don't want to see you make mistakes, I really don't."

Sunlight fell on the young man's face, revealing his sharply defined features hidden by his hair. He chuckled lazily, "I'm not exactly a good person, nor do I have such a magnanimous heart, but Xiao Yan is Xiao Yan. If I can't stand something, I can't stand it. He can't change it."

After finishing his speech, sweat had already soaked through his entire back, and the damp, cold clothes clung uncomfortably to his skin.

Xiao Yan was well aware of how cold and harsh his words were; it could even be said that he had torn off all pretense of civility.

In fact, he didn't need to do that. What girls need is emotional value and unconditional obedience. Even if Xiao Yan was a blockhead, he had already figured this out, but he didn't intend to hide it. Instead, he blurted it out in one breath.

In Xiao Yan's view, this was not only an insult to himself, but also an insult to Hun Ruoruo.

Hun Ruoruo loves Xiao Yan, not a puppet who has no opinions of his own and is easily manipulated.

He just wanted her to know what was on his mind.

"Damn it, so what if I have a wife? A man should stand up for himself!" Xiao Yan encouraged himself in his heart.

His face was tense at this moment, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from regretting it, but in his heart, he had already reviewed the 'classic lines for men to coax their wives' eight hundred times in his memory. "Um... Miss Ruoruo?" Xiao Yan asked obsequiously.

Hun Ruoruo remained expressionless.

Xiao Yan continued to probe: "Junior Sister?"

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"Teacher Ruoruo?"

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"baby?"

"???"

Hearing this cloying and stiff address, Hun Ruoruo's starry eyes widened, and she felt nauseous. She snapped, "Aren't you disgusting?"

"I didn't call you wrong." Xiao Yan muttered softly.

Hun Ruoruo immediately glared angrily.

Xiao Yan looked at him with the same self-righteous indignation.

But he quickly chickened out.

Looking at the cold-faced girl on the throne, Xiao Yan felt a surge of unease, and he remembered his father's words.

My dad not only said that men should have principles, but he also seemed to have said that apologizing to your wife isn't cowardly.
Well, that doesn't count if it's for my wife.

He shuffled along, eventually reaching the throne. Seeing the girl's indifferent expression, he boldly sat down beside her, using his buttocks to create some space.

So, shamelessly, Xiao Yan successfully used his butt to push aside the little butt next to him, and the two of them pressed together.

The little bottom poked out impatiently: "There's only so little space, why are you squeezing in?"

The buttocks next to them pushed their luck: "Then why don't you sit on my lap?"

Upon hearing this, Hun Ruoruo's pretty face stiffened instantly. After a long while, the girl lifted her buttocks and sat down, firmly on Xiao Yan's lap.

"Clingy," Hun Ruoruo said with a hint of disgust.

Xiao Yan chuckled foolishly, took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist, and leaned closer to ask, "Aren't you angry?"

"What do I have to be angry about?"

Hun Ruoruo hummed softly, "If you don't have the guts, I'll look down on you. Don't lump me in with those vulgar girls."

She has never liked being compared to other women.

Even though she secretly hoped that Xiao Yan would join her on the same side, reason told her that this was neither what Xiao Yan wanted nor his true nature.

Rather than Xiao Yan obeying her, Hun Ruoruo actually hoped that he could stick to his principles, because only in this way would he have enough value to be of use to her.

She has her own path to walk, and he has his own principles to uphold.

This is just right.

As if she had thought of something, Hun Ruoruo suddenly laughed and asked, "Besides, just defeating me is useless. By then, everyone in the world might hate me to the bone. If you don't kill me, you might even be implicated."

Xiao Yan laughed as well: "Then I'll kill everyone who tries to kill you."

Hun Ruoruo froze on the spot.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan seemed somewhat worried. He took a deep breath, looked at the girl with utmost seriousness, and repeated each word carefully:
"Whoever dares to kill you, I will kill them."

The young man's eyes were surprisingly calm, yet they carried an undeniable confidence and arrogance, as clear and bright as ever.

(End of this chapter)