After leaving the world of all NPCs

Fu Hua stood there quietly, motionless.

He has gray-blue hair, a delicate but lifeless face, and is wearing a clean and tidy dark blue training suit. His figure is as straight as a pine or cypress.

However, she is just an NPC at this time and has not yet come online.

Ye Zuochen skillfully took Fu Hua in his arms.

"My benefactor, please don't..." Ji Lin's heart was broken.

"Don't worry, Master Ji Lin!" Dan Zhu quickly turned around to explain, announcing loudly to Ji Lin and Ye Zuochen as if to himself, "This is just Hua's body! Hua hasn't come online yet! This is just her treasure raft! There's no soul residing in it, so... so don't worry about it, it's just a moving 'vessel'!"

But Ye Zuochen obviously had no intention of paying attention to Danzhu's explanation, and even ignored Ji Lin's weak call.

His fingers had already touched Fu Hua's shoulder.

The skin under the fingers is soft and delicate, and the muscles are well-proportioned and full of resilience.

"Wow, this feel, this elasticity, it's worthy of the body of an immortal who has gone through ten thousand years of experience, it's truly extraordinary!"

"Tsk... Look at this reaction. I wonder if Miss Ji Lin has seen this before?"

"And here! Perfect! The tightness and symmetry of a martial artist is truly remarkable! Just one look at this shape reveals the power it holds! It's both sexy and functional... It's infinitely superior to some 'chubby' figures that are merely large in size!"

His gaze vaguely swept over Ji Zi who was still unconscious in the distance.

"Tsk tsk, the waist is just the right amount of slender and powerful... The muscles in the legs are as smooth as a work of art..."

"This body...wonderful! So wonderful! It's simply a masterpiece favored by the Creator! The ultimate combination of strength and beauty!"

"To own such a perfect house, Immortal Fu Hua must have saved the galaxy in her past life, right? This appearance alone is enough to drive any man crazy!"

His praises grew louder and more explicit, and the fire in his eyes grew hotter.

Ji Lin looked at her "husband" whom she cherished more than her own life, even though he was just a body without a soul at this moment, being evaluated like this by this demon and listening to his vulgar and obscene words.

The humiliation and the instinct to protect Fu Hua instantly overwhelmed all her rationality.

"No...no. My benefactor, please, please don't touch her anymore!" Ji Lin screamed in tears, with tear marks on his little face.

Ye Zuochen's hand indeed paused, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Ok?"

A single sound fell lightly, yet it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, making Ji Lin's eyes go black. His heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand and suddenly stopped beating.

The huge fear was like an icy abyss that instantly drowned her.

She looked at Fu Hua's familiar yet unfamiliar face, then at Ye Zuochen.

After a moment of dead silence.

Ji Lin suddenly closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled violently, and he bit his lower lip tightly, tasting the sweet and fishy taste of rust.

When she opened her eyes again, tears of humiliation, sadness and pain rolled down her pale little face like broken blood beads, washing away her carefully painted red makeup and leaving dirty, mottled tear marks that dripped onto the gorgeous red collar, leaving dark marks.

"My benefactor has given me a second life, a life of grace..."

"I have nothing to repay you."

His throat was clogged by a huge sob. Ji Lin paused for a few seconds, suppressing the urge to vomit. He closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, then suddenly opened them again and spat out the last five words with a fearless attitude:

"I am willing to give myself... to you!"

Ye Zuochen withdrew his hand from Fu Hua's waist.

He took long steps and walked towards her.

There is no urgent sprint, just a leisurely pace.

Cang Xuan turned his head slightly: "Do you want to..."

"Don't move!" Danzhu immediately stopped her in a lower, more urgent voice. "Let's wait and see. After all, it's certified by Alicia. Believe it first before questioning it."

Cang Xuan nodded very slightly: "That makes sense."

The two sisters' eyes met for a fleeting moment in mid-air. No further words were needed.

Their minds were completely connected in this brief whisper.

Ye Zuochen's steps had already approached Ji Lin to within two meters.

Ji Lin stood there, his body as stiff as a stone, his red eyes staring blankly at the shadow in front of him that was getting bigger and bigger and the one that was getting closer and closer.

He raised his hand.

It was like a mountain collapsing, bringing with it a suffocating feeling of oppression.

"------!"

The mind goes blank and the body acts before the will.

Her slender shoulders shrank suddenly, and her upper body fell back rapidly like a frightened shell.

The hand brushed across the front of her gorgeous dress, stirring the air.

"Think of your husband!"

Ji Lin shuddered violently, forcing himself to loosen his stiff body, which was stretched to the limit, little by little.

The spine that had been straightened to escape collapsed inch by inch, and the upright chest leaned forward slightly, actively facing the hovering hand.

Ji Lin gave up all resistance and closed her eyes tightly. The warm tears rolling down her eyes burned her cheeks.

The next moment, the palm fell down lightly.

There was no rough kneading as imagined, and no harsh sound of tearing clothes.

A warm touch fell on Ji Lin's wrist.

Not the chest, not any sensitive area, just the slender and fragile wrists.

Ji Lin opened his tear-filled eyes in astonishment and looked down in disbelief.

No expected tearing.

An extremely subtle warm current suddenly surged into his palm, sliding into his blood vessels like hot silk, and instantly swept through his whole body.

The bone-chilling despair and the torn fear were all swept away by the sudden warmth.

A warm and comfortable feeling filled her every limb, soothing every trembling nerve ending in her body.

What…what is this?!

Ji Lin raised his head in astonishment and looked at Ye Zuochen.

He smiled at her.

"When you get back, remember to tell Fu Hua that I've been waiting for her long enough."

Ji Lin only felt that the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The world was turned into a high-speed rotating kaleidoscope.

The next second, I felt a sense of weightlessness, followed by a hard and cold touch on the soles of my feet.

The sound of wind!

The sound of the wind, carrying the salty smell of sea water and ancient dust, suddenly filled my ears.

Ji Lin opened his eyes blankly, and his red pupils reflected a familiar scene: the seabed where the Honkai Beast Chi You was sealed, and the big hole in the sky that was made by Kiana and the others.

The stars in the sky squeezed into my eyes through the cracks.

The last moment he was trembling in the devil's palm.

The next moment, he was standing alone among the ruins of the miracle under the vast sea.

The huge gap made Ji Lin's head buzz, his pupils trembled violently, and he looked around in confusion.

Ji Lin subconsciously covered his heaving chest with the hand that Ye Zuochen had just held, which still seemed to have a strange warmth on its wrist.

heartbeat.

The real and strong heartbeat came through her palm and gorgeous clothes, reminding her of the continuation of life.

After a brief blank, like a tide that had been suppressed to the extreme suddenly breaking through a dam, a mixture of extreme shame, anger at being fooled, and fear suddenly rushed into my mind.

The confused and helpless look on the little face was instantly covered with an angry blush.

There was a shimmering light in her crimson eyes, and the tip of her nose was red.

"My benefactor...is bad!"

141 Hoshikan Rokuko: It’s my turn now

The morning light slanted through the glass windows of the Gokawa family's spacious corridor, casting long grids of light on the floor.

There was dust floating in the air, and it was so quiet that you could hear the faint chirping of birds in the courtyard.

Ye Zuochen walked out of the [NPC World] and went downstairs with satisfaction. When he reached the corner of the entrance, he stopped.

The picture is a bit crowded.

Nanashi, with his school uniform wrinkled, was clinging to the cold granite edge of the entrance cabinet, his slender knuckles turning white from the exertion, and he was almost curled up into a small ball.

Beneath the fluffy green hair, a pair of eyes of the same color were filled with fear.

One side of her school uniform top was torn askew. Artemisia, who was holding her wrist, was breathing slightly. Her long orange-gold hair danced with golden fragments in the morning light. Her blue eyes were determined and had a hint of imperceptible anxiety.

"Nanjiu Sin, stop being so willful! You're always staying in the room by yourself. If you continue like this, you'll really be ruined! Go out, even if it's just for a little while..."

"That won't do!" Nanashi's response was almost a hoarse scream, his body shaking even more violently. "The classroom! So many pairs of eyes... They're like needles piercing my body! They must be laughing at me! Laughing at my hair that looks like weeds, and laughing at me being as short as a ghost! Maybe... maybe if I bump into you in the corridor, there will be notes covered with 'die' written all over them! And there will be poisonous spiders crawling out of the drawers!"

The persecution delusion completely got out of control during the confrontation, and his pupils dilated due to extreme fear.

"Nanashi-chan..." Sonogami Rinne's voice was like a soft marshmallow. She leaned forward slightly, trying to straighten Nanashi's crooked collar. "We're just going for the experience, okay? Just like trying out the new spinning cups at an amusement park. If you don't feel comfortable, we can always come back. We'll all be waiting for you outside, okay?"

"laugh--"

A sneer of contempt came from the corner.

Lian, with her long purple hair, folded her arms and leaned against the entrance, with a hint of undisguised sarcasm on the corner of her mouth. Her grape-purple eyes were full of amusement as she swept her gaze over Nanashi's trembling back.

"That's absolutely right, poor thing."

"School? Tsk, tsk, it's like a giant meat grinder. Behind every masked face, how many invisible knives are hidden? Who knows where there might be someone waiting to chew you up in some corner?"

"Miss Artemisia, you are so pushy, aren't you just trying to get rid of this trouble as soon as possible?"

"Len!" Murasame Reine's distinctive, deep, hoarse voice rang out immediately. "Are you fertilizing fear with your inflated sense of evil? Silence is a virtue now."

Lingyin reached out and gently placed her hand on the back of Artemisia's hand, which was tightly holding onto Nanashi. "Alright, Nanashi, this is just an experience, a chance to get a feel for the environment and atmosphere. It's not a formal enrollment. There's no need to be so nervous."

Ye Zuochen looked at the scene before him, which was being pulled into a ball, and glanced at the little green quail on the ground: "Alright, alright, let go. If she doesn't want to go, forget it."

"What's the big deal?"

"Anyway, our Qiqi is a genius. Supporting herself? That's easy for her."

"If she's just a little more serious and puts in some effort, even if she multiplies the money she earns from Jiujiu's music career and Erer's comics tenfold, it still won't be enough to match her achievements."

"Don't even think about it for the rest of your life!"

Nanashi suddenly looked up, tears still on her face, staring at him in astonishment, her fear instantly replaced by disbelief: "Huh? What nonsense are you talking about! That kind of thing...how could that kind of thing be possible!"

She thought he was taunting her with some ridiculous joke.

Just when this chaotic air was about to condense into a tangible quagmire, the heavy oak door handle of the entrance hall clicked, breaking the stagnant air.

Everyone was nailed to the spot by the sudden sound.

The door suddenly opened, and a petite and delicate figure was outlined by the bright light that suddenly poured in.

Kotori Itsuka stood at the door, her long dark red hair blown by the breeze outside, gently lifting a few strands.

The same deep red eyes swept across the chaotic scene in the entrance hall.

Artemisia and Murasame Reion surrounded the curled up Nanashi on the left and right. Rinne looked worried, Lian folded her hands and sneered, and Ye Zuochen was half bent over, with an expression that was hard to describe.

Kotori raised her slender eyebrows, looking a bit mature that didn't quite match her fourteen years. "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

Ye Zuochen's eyes fell on Qin Li, who was obviously wearing a student uniform that showed she was preparing for a trip. He naturally took over the conversation: "Qin Li? At this time... did you forget to bring anything?"

"No." Kotori shook her head and shrugged slightly, with a cute helpless look in her movements. It seemed that she herself found the next sentence a little absurd. Her voice was calm and calm, dropping a bombshell.