The evil female is delicate and weak, and the four beastly husbands take turns feeding her.

Chapter 151 The Commander Resigned and Ran Away

Bo Jing spoke very softly. As a male, he could deeply empathize with Ji Jiangci's feelings at that moment. If he were in his prime and suddenly his hair turned white and wrinkles appeared on his face, he would probably want to die.

Ye Xi'an looked at Ji Jiangci with concern. Ji Jiangci sat on the ground, as if he were a lifeless puppet.

They came back too late. If she could have brought Ji Jiangci back to his senses sooner, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

She stared blankly, her expression almost tearful, and said, "Is it because we spent too much time in our dreams?"

Lin Zhijing's voice rang in her ears: "Yes, this is what makes the second evolution of Dream Weaver Star special. The previous Dream Weaver Star would also make the beastmen fall into a beautiful dream and thus devour them, but at that time it only devoured the beastmen's internal abilities. Once the beastmen woke up, as long as they recovered in time, it would not endanger their lives. Therefore, the difficulty level of Dream Weaver Star is two stars."

“But now,” Lin Zhijing frowned, clearly the situation was more serious: “The dream is no longer consuming supernatural abilities, but life essence. The longer you stay inside, the more life you lose, especially since he seems to be bearing double the loss of life force.”

Otherwise, given the orcs' lifespan of a thousand years, it would be impossible for them to have changed into this form in such a short time.

Lin Zhijing's every word was like a hammer blow to Ye Xi'an's heart. The double loss must be because she entered Ji Jiangci's dream.

Ye Xi'an choked up, blaming herself, "Ji Jiangci... he became like this because of me."

She moved closer to Ji Jiangci, wanting to hug him.

Upon noticing Ye Xi'an's approach, Ji Jiangci abruptly looked up, meeting her concerned purple eyes. He looked away as if electrocuted, his gaze falling on the back of his wrinkled hand. He quickly stepped back, not wanting Ye Xi'an to see him in his current state.

"Is there a mirror?" Ji Jiangci suddenly asked. It didn't matter if his hair turned white or his skin developed wrinkles, as long as his face was still there, everything could still be salvaged.

Ye Xi'an and Bo Jing exchanged a glance and answered in unison, with perfect understanding: "No!"

They don't really have mirrors, and even if they did, they would say they don't.

But the more they did this, the more flustered Ji Jiangci became. He looked around and finally focused his gaze on the gemstone on Lin Zhijing.

The facets of the gemstone are smooth and flat, barely enough to reflect the image.

Lin Zhijing realized Ji Jiangci's intention and immediately covered himself with his clothes. He awkwardly tried to cover up, saying, "What are you looking at? Even if you like it, I won't give it to you."

But Ji Jiangci acted as if he hadn't heard, approaching Lin Zhijing like a walking corpse, and finally saw his own face.

He covered his face with trembling hands, his face filled with despair.

This was the first time Ye Xi'an had seen Ji Jiangci so vulnerable, and she called out to him in a trembling voice.

"Dont look at me."

His voice was dry and hoarse, completely losing its former gentleness.

"You..." Ye Xi'an wanted to say something more.

Before she could finish speaking, Ji Jiangci turned and rushed outside.

His pace was slow, even somewhat unsteady, yet his back conveyed an indescribable resolve and panic, as if some ferocious beast was chasing him. "Ji Jiangci!" Ye Xi'an immediately tried to catch up.

Bo Jing grabbed her arm, his brows furrowed, his voice equally deep: "Let him calm down by himself. Maybe he'll be back soon."

"Let go!" Ye Xi'an shook off his hand. "Do you think he can accept being like this? What if you get ruined?"

Before she could utter the word "appearance," Ye Xi'an stopped speaking. Although she didn't say the rest, Bo Jing understood, and his expression turned even more unpleasant.

Lin Zhijing pushed up his silver-rimmed glasses, the lenses reflecting the light: "The loss of vitality has led to rapid aging, and the drastic change in appearance has triggered a severe psychological stress reaction. He is currently very emotionally unstable, believing that he has lost his value, especially his value as a spouse."

Yi Yang pouted, her sky-blue eyes filled with tears, and her voice trembled with sobs: "Brother Ji looks so sad... He must think his wife doesn't want him anymore..." If he lost his appearance that day and his ability level was so low, he would definitely be abandoned. Thinking of this, Yi Yang couldn't help but redden her eyes.

Hearing Yi Yang's words, Ye Xi'an felt her heart clench. "It's all my fault," she said, her voice trembling, "If I had brought him out sooner, this wouldn't have happened..."

“This isn’t your fault,” Lin Zhijing interrupted her. “What happened after you fainted? Why did it take you so long to wake up?”

That day, after killing the male orc, he turned around and saw Ji Jiangci and Ye Xi'an falling down at the same time. His heart almost stopped beating.

By the time he rushed to Ye Xi'an's side, it was too late. He couldn't wake her up no matter what he did. If he hadn't reminded Bo Jing to use his wind-based ability to disperse the dream particles, even Bo Jing and Yi Yang would probably have been affected.

Ye Xi'an recounted the scene from her dream, and everyone suddenly understood why Ji Jiangci was unwilling to wake up and become Ye Xi'an's only husband. The temptation was too great; they would probably fall for it too.

But Yi Yang didn't understand: "What? Why is Brother Ji so pessimistic? Staying inside will only allow him to be with his wife for a while, but coming out will allow him to be with her forever."

Bo Jing and Lin Zhijing turned to look at him at the same time: "You don't understand!"

Bo Jing later added, "Silly dog, go play by yourself."

"Alright, the most important thing now is to find Ji Jiangci." Ye Xi'an looked in the direction Ji Jiangci had left and tried to teleport, but a sharp pain shot through her head. She held her head, her face contorted in pain.

"An'an, you just came out of a dream and your mental strength is weak. Don't use your powers yet."

Ye Xi'an looked at Bo Jing with pleading in her eyes: "Then Bo Jing, why don't you go find him?"

Looking at Ye Xi'an's appearance, Bo Jing felt a pang of pain in his heart. Without further hesitation, his gray-brown wings instantly unfurled, transforming him into a giant falcon that soared into the sky. His sharp brown eyes swept across the area below: "I'll search from the air!"

"I'll follow the scent!" Yi Yang sniffed hard and pointed in the direction Ji Jiangci had left. "This way!" He landed on all fours, instantly transforming into a strong Labrador, and followed the scent.

"The marks on the ground are clear, and no wood-type abilities were used. The person must have been very exhausted."

Lin Zhijing quickly checked the marks Ji Jiangci left behind when he left, then looked up at Ye Xi'an and said, "Let's follow Yi Yang."

Ye Xi'an nodded, suppressing the bitterness and self-blame in his heart, and followed Lin Zhijing quickly forward. Ji Jiangci didn't run fast, but his direction was clear: to get away from them, away from this place that made him feel ashamed.

After passing through a sparse grove of trees, Yi Yang stopped by a stream, transformed back into human form, and pointed anxiously to the other side: "The scent stops here; he must have crossed the river."

The stream wasn't deep, but it was somewhat rapid. Lin Zhijing observed for a moment: "The vegetation on the opposite bank is denser, making it suitable for hiding. Bo Jing!" He looked up and shouted into the air.