A weak and evil woman was exiled? The beastly husbands risked their lives to protect her

Chapter 269 What she needs is a strong person!
Bai Yao's fingertips trembled slightly, his voice as soft as falling snow, "You touched her."

"She seems to prefer my kisses." Yu Hanche's slender fingers brushed over the red marks on her neck, his thin lips curving into a mocking smile. "It's all thanks to your empathic experience."

"Despicable." Bai Yao's knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white, and blood dripped down the lines of his palm with a "plop".

Yu Hanche's words and that scarlet bite mark were like a blunt knife with sharp spikes, violently churning and crushing his heart.

So much so that with each breath he took, his flesh felt as if it were being forcibly torn apart.

"Yu Hanche, stay away from her." Bai Yao took a deep breath, and the storm in his palm began to condense and surge, instantly transforming into a world-destroying hurricane.

The dungeon began to shake violently, and spiderweb-like cracks began to appear on the walls of the Starstone Mine.

As his superpower rapidly depleted, a pair of fluffy rabbit ears suddenly stood up from his long, snow-white hair.

His body began to rapidly transform into a beast, and his mental rage level was also skyrocketing.

"boom!"

Tens of thousands of wind blades, carrying overwhelming fury, hurtled towards Yu Hanche, but were blocked by a transparent barrier the instant they touched his body.

With a gentle flick of the fingertips, Yu Hanche felt the cold.

The wind blades vanished instantly.

"Cough!" Bai Yao suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood. The backlash and suppression from the Star Stone Ore caused him to kneel down on one knee with a "plop".

"Ridiculous." Yu Hanche curled his lips into a cold laugh.

He, who was in sync with Bai Yao's body, reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Bai Yao, you are just my clone. Your body, your abilities, everything about you, are all given to you by me."

"Trying to use this against me?" His voice deepened, and he laughed arrogantly. "Overestimating yourself."

“Yu Hanche, you don’t like her at all.” Bai Yao raised his blood-stained face, his emerald green pupils like a candle flickering in the wind. “You just want to take advantage of her identity as a dark female.”

"Is that so? That was before. Now, I've changed my mind. Also—" Yu Hanche slowly twirled the black and gold skull ring, and walked slowly towards him:
"You may not know this, but compared to romantic love, the loyalty and absolute obedience of the dark orcs are far more important to the dark females who will one day rule the entire galaxy—"

With a flick of his finger, he suddenly grabbed Bai Yao by the neck, a dangerous emotion surging in his red eyes. "That's the only value."

He suddenly closed in, "What she needs by her side is a strong person. A strong person like me."

He released him, his pale palm, bearing the marks of a sparse, full moon, brushing across his face. "What you can give her, I can give."

“What you can’t give her, I can give her.”

As he spoke, he raised his finger and fiercely gripped Bai Yao's wrist.

Bai Yao's pupils contracted.

The moment their bodies touched, those fragmented images—

The girl's flushed face, her disheveled hair, her sobs as she bit her lip, and her muffled murmur of "Ah Yao"—frame after frame, uncontrollably flooded into his mind.

"You actually used my appearance, my voice—" Bai Yao's voice was hoarse, his shattered heart completely crushed into a pile of scattered flesh and blood by a dull knife.

"Jealous?" Yu Hanche's eyes darkened, and his fingers roughly gripped his chin. "You're nothing but the weak side I stripped away, yet you dare to dream of possessing her all to yourself?"

Bai Yao's warm, deep blue eyes were gradually filled with a deathly stillness.

He suddenly raised his lips and sneered, "Yu Hanche, do you dare to be intimate with her with your true face?"

"Heh—you wouldn't dare."

"Even if you have an unparalleled beauty, do you really think Xiaoli would fall in love with a bad person like you who would do anything for personal gain?"

"When did I ever say I was a good person?" Yu Hanche scoffed. "As for whether she'll fall in love with me..."

"Why not let you witness it with your own eyes—"

"or."

"Personal experience."

He leaned down, devilishly seductive, his voice low and alluring, "You keep saying you love her, but a new rift in spacetime is about to open—" "The road to the ultimate destination is fraught with danger. Will you uphold those laughable morals and principles, or…"

"Stay by her side?"

"Or is it that your feelings for her are nothing but self-deception? You like yourself more than you like her?"

"What exactly do you want—" Bai Yao's chest heaved violently as he listened to his words.

Yu Hanche slowly straightened up, his red eyes narrowing slightly. "You'll find out soon enough."

The dungeon lights flickered, illuminating two identical faces.

One is as cold and pure as frost and snow, the other as fierce and violent as raging fire.

Yet, all of them, driven by jealousy, gradually became distorted and twisted.
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As soon as Jiang Xinli opened her eyes, she was met with a pair of deep, icy blue eyes.

Xuan Ying reached out and ruffled her hair, then gently bit her lip. "Silly girl, you're awake?"

"Hmm, what time is it?" Jiang Xinli snuggled closer to him.

It was rare that this dead venomous snake didn't do anything to her while she was asleep, as it had done before.

"Two o'clock, have you rested well?" he asked, gently touching the small golden snake on her wrist with his fingers.

“Hmm.” Jiang Xinli glanced at the little golden snake and said, “I feel that this little golden snake can now sense my thoughts.”

It should have been able to be sensed when we were on Misty Star, in Misty Canyon.

Just as she was thinking about finding the source of Jiang Wanwan's pheromones, the little golden snake darted out.

"Is that so?" Xuan Ying raised the corners of his lips. "Then it means that we are already in sync."

"A meeting of minds?" Jiang Xinli was slightly taken aback.

The next second, she grabbed the other person's hand, which was starting to wander aimlessly. "Xiaoying, what are you doing?"

"Now that we've begun to understand each other, let's do something."

He stretched out his long arm and gently pulled her into his embrace.

He leaned slightly forward, his hot breath, accompanied by a deep, husky voice, filling her ear:

"Let the body..."

"It's a similar matter."

“You—” Jiang Xinli’s ears turned red.

Remembering his past directness and madness, her body tensed up instinctively.

However, Xuan Ying did not act immediately.

Instead, with a gentle scoop of the arm and a slight curl of the snake's tail, it flips over.

In a dizzying moment, Jiang Xinli found herself lying face down in a strange, half-kneeling position.
This has happened before.

But that was in the mid-to-late stages.

So, at the beginning.
The room was dimly lit, but Jiang Xinli, who could guess what he was going to do, instantly turned so red that her ears could bleed.

"Xiaoying, what are you going to do?" She was just about to move.

The cool, icy snake tail had already gently coiled around her wrist.

"Little silly pear, lie down properly." A deep, husky voice sounded in her ear.

He gently placed one of his palms on the back of her hand.

Raise the other hand
The force, starting little by little, gradually increases.
Sharp fangs and a cold forked tongue began to slowly erode her territory.

A faint pain, along with a tingling, numb, and electric shock-like sensation, spread from the back of my neck to my shoulders and back.
Jiang Xinli could only purse her lips tightly, her fingertips gripping the bed sheet firmly.
(End of this chapter)