"Bang!!!"

Lin Ye had just finished speaking.

The heavy, dark wooden coffin lid emitted a tearing sound that made one's teeth ache.

Then, as if blown apart by a high-explosive grenade, it was thrown into the air and slammed hard against the courtyard wall, shattering into several pieces.

A wave of extremely cold, yin energy swept out like a storm.

Lin Ye felt his breath catch in his throat, and a fine layer of white frost instantly formed on his eyelashes.

Amidst the churning black miasma, a tall, slender figure slowly rose from the bottom of the coffin.

That's a woman.

A woman so beautiful she takes your breath away, yet so cold she freezes your soul.

She was 1.82 meters tall, with long, silvery-white hair that cascaded down to the bottom of the coffin, some strands even reaching her ankles.

She was wearing a tattered black ancient dress of unknown age, the fabric of which had become fragile and vulnerable under the erosion of thousands of years and the yin energy of the earth.

The skirt was torn from the side up to the upper thigh, revealing a pair of breathtakingly long, snow-white legs.

Her skin was so white it was almost transparent, devoid of any human color, yet it shone with a cold luster like the finest mutton fat jade.

Even more fatally, the fabric at the front of the garment was also torn in several places.

The magnificent twin peaks, seemingly about to burst forth, were barely concealed by a few remaining strands of black silk ribbons...

The deep cleavage and delicate collarbone, partially obscured by the dim rain, created a captivating yet dangerous allure.

Lin Ye's gaze slowly moved upwards and met a pair of eyes.

Those were deep red eyes, like the karmic fire of a red lotus in the depths of hell, carrying a chilling pressure as if looking down on ants.

A thousand-year-old red lion, a cold moon.

"takeout……"

The female zombie slowly tilted her head, her red lips parted slightly, and she uttered a cold and awkward word.

Her voice was so beautiful it made your bones tingle, but her tone carried the stillness of a thousand years.

The next second, Lin Ye didn't even see how she moved.

The space ahead seemed to fold up, and a cold, damp wind carrying the scent of earth rushed towards us.

"Bang!"

Lin Ye's back slammed heavily against the blue brick wall in the backyard.

The cold moon was already pressed against him.

She was only half a head shorter than Lin Ye, and her cold red eyes were fixed on his still bleeding fingers.

Then, she suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Lin Ye's wrist.

The hand was long and slender, with well-proportioned bones and flesh, and the nails had a faint bluish-black color.

The moment the object touched Lin Ye's skin, Lin Ye felt as if he were being gripped tightly by a piece of ancient ice, the chill penetrating directly into his bone marrow through his pores.

However, the pure yang energy within his body was also fully activated at this moment.

His blood boiled like magma, frantically fighting against the chilling cold.

Leng Yue seemed to frown slightly as she sensed the scorching yang energy, a primal desire flashing in her deep red eyes.

Her breath fell on Lin Ye's neck, lacking the warmth of a living person, only a chill cold enough to freeze one's blood.

Immediately afterwards, she leaned forward.

Lin Ye could even feel the amazing softness of her body pressing against his chest through the tattered fabric.

On one side is the extreme coldness belonging to the female zombie.

On one hand, there was the intense heat he felt due to his own tension and his pure Yang body; the two extreme temperatures collided violently at that moment.

Just as Lin Ye's mind went blank, and he was considering whether to make a symbolic struggle.

Leng Yue tilted her head back, her silver hair cascading onto Lin Ye's arm. She parted her cool, soft lips and, without warning, sealed Lin Ye's mouth with hers.

"Hmm!"

Lin Ye's eyes widened suddenly.

There was no extra foreplay, and no technique whatsoever.

This is nothing more than the purest and most primitive form of plunder and exploitation.

The overwhelming Yin energy belonging to the Red Hou surged into Lin Ye's mouth like a floodgate opening, flowing through the gap between his lips and teeth.

The surging pure yang energy within him seemed to have found an outlet, transforming into a scorching warm current that was greedily drawn into the other party.

The sensations of coolness and heat clashed wildly between their lips and teeth.

Lin Ye felt a strong tingling sensation shoot from his spine and tailbone straight to the top of his head, and his mind went completely blank for a moment.

The feeling was indescribable; it wasn't like physical contact, but more like the soul being pulled out, crushed, and entangled together.

He heard a faint swallowing sound and sensed the changes in Leng Yue as she absorbed the pure yang energy.

That originally stiff and cold body began to tremble slightly.

The softness pressed against his chest seemed to become even more breathtaking as the temperature returned.

Her tattered black antique dress made a soft tearing sound as it rubbed against the fabric.

A drop of something—whether rain or melted frost—slid down her perfect jawline and landed on Lin Ye's burning collarbone, sending a shiver down his spine.

Lin Ye felt his yang energy being rapidly drained away, and a feeling of dizziness gradually crept over him.

Just when he thought he was really going to be squeezed dry like takeout by this thousand-year-old female zombie, he was about to be treated like takeout.

The coolness on my lips suddenly disappeared.

"call……"

Lin Ye leaned against the wall, panting heavily. His legs were so weak that he could barely stand, and he could only barely support himself with his hands on the windowsill next to him.

He raised his head and looked at the instigator in front of him.

Leng Yue remained standing quietly in front of him.

Those deep red eyes, which were originally filled with deathly stillness and violence, had now lost some of their ferocity and instead gained a touch of watery luster.

The most deadly thing is that this thousand-year-old red beast, whose aura is like that of a ruthless queen, actually had a very faint blush on its flawless, cold face.

Even her delicate earlobes were flushed with an undeniable blush.

She looked down at her clothes, which were now even more torn from her earlier movements.

A hint of shyness, barely perceptible to most, flashed in her eyes.

Then, she looked straight at Lin Ye, and her cold, slightly archaic voice rang out again.

This time, however, there was less murderous intent and more of an inexplicable dependence.

"My lord, your yang energy... is indeed very strong. Thank you for your hard work tonight."

Holy crap?

Lin Ye felt like a million curses were stampeding through his mind. What the hell?! That last attack almost drained my carotid artery dry!

Just then, the persistent system light screen popped up again.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully completing the special interaction and surviving! Reward: 100 Official Points, Current Points: 100.]

[Leng Yue's favorability +30, current favorability: 30]

She finds your yang energy incredibly delicious and has decided to treat you as her personal property; anyone who dares to touch you will be torn to shreds by her.

[The Zombie Intimacy System has been unlocked: Cold Moon "Tier 1: Sun-Draining Symbiosis".]

Before Lin Ye could even see all the words on the screen, the system suddenly flashed a blinding red light.

[Warning! Warning! Extreme imbalance detected in the host's affections! Due to the host's excessive favoritism towards the older sister and neglect of the younger sister, the resentment of another mutated white zombie is rapidly resurfacing two meters below the ground in the backyard courtyard!]

[It is expected to emerge from the ground in three minutes, accompanied by intense yandere jealousy! Host, please prepare to appease it immediately!]

"Wait a minute? Sister?"

Lin Ye's eyes widened as he looked down at the shattered black coffin on the ground, then at the elegant and aloof Leng Yue standing before him.

The old man's suicide note seemed to say... "That's a double coffin, mother and child linked together?"

"Snap!"

Just as Lin Ye was filled with questions, the brick floor in the center of the courtyard suddenly bulged up, and the hard bricks were instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

A strange, eerie wind, carrying a sweet, rotten smell and deep blue frost, howled out from the ground.

Leng Yue's eyes, which had just regained a sliver of clarity, instantly turned cold.

She stepped forward, her tall and graceful figure blocking Lin Ye's path like a wall of sighs, her silver hair dancing wildly.

She stared coldly at the crack in the ground, her tone exuding an unquestionable queenly authority.

"Froststar, step back. The yang energy of my lord today belongs to me."

Lin Ye leaned against the wall, feeling the emptiness in his lower back, a bead of cold sweat slowly sliding down his forehead.

What a disaster! Old man, what kind of hellish mess have you left me with?!

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