A familiar voice, with a slight hoarseness, sounded from above, "I finally... have waited for you!"
"This time, you finally belong to me!"
Xi Yue widened her eyes in shock. What was Ji Mingyu talking about
She put her hand on the man's chest, trying to push him away. She didn't like this feeling of strong oppression and confinement, she really didn't like it.
However, this small resistance seemed to anger the man above.
She felt a pain in her wrists. Her hands were restrained and pressed firmly above her head.
"Ji Mingyu!" Xi Yue exclaimed, wanting to ask him what he wanted to do.
However, Ji Mingyu's movements were faster than hers.
There was a ripping sound, and the clothes on her body were torn into pieces, revealing skin that was more crystal clear and delicate than snow.
The cold lips fell on her collarbone, with a frenzied and cold taste, like punishment, and like plunder.
The pain penetrated into the bone marrow with a chill from the surface of the skin.
Xi Yue's body trembled violently. Extreme fear surged in her heart, making her begin to struggle desperately.
"Ji Mingyu, wake up! Tell me, what are you doing?!"
During the struggle, her arm was cut and blood oozed out.
As she struggled, purple bruises appeared on her body.
Once Ji Mingyu's cultivation is restored, the gap in strength between her and this man will be like an insurmountable chasm.
However, she was unwilling to have an intimate relationship with Ji Mingyu at this moment, even if she was covered in bruises.
Because although the man in front of him had Ji Mingyu's face, he did not have the slightest trace of Ji Mingyu's aura. All that was left was brutality and coldness, viciousness and plunder.
This man was not Ji Mingyu, not the man she loved, not the man she promised to share life and death with.
But, if this is not Ji Mingyu, then where is the Ji Mingyu she loves
Did he die in a mirage
Could it be that Ji Mingyu can never become the same Ji Mingyu again
When Xi Yue thought about this, she felt a piercing pain.
It hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, and she couldn't hold back her tears anymore.
"Ji Mingyu, Ji Mingyu... Can you come back?"
"Ji Mingyu, save me, I'm in so much pain..."
The man who was about to violate Xi Yue had a flash of struggle in his eyes when he heard her sobs and calls of grievance.
The red light flickered, as if two forces were competing and fighting against each other.
Ji Mingyu suddenly closed his eyes, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. When he opened his eyes again, the redness in his eyes had faded away, turning back into a dark and clear darkness.
However, when his eyes fell on Xi Yue and saw her body covered with bruises and the deep cuts on her arms that could see the bone, his eyes suddenly trembled and turned red again.
However, this time, the red was not because his mind was being taken over, but rather because he wanted to torture himself to death with pain and heartache.
"Xi'er!" A hoarse voice called the girl's name softly, and his trembling hands touched the scars on her crystal skin. Spiritual power flowed, and those scars disappeared, but they could not erase the pain and self-blame in his heart.
When Xi Yue heard the familiar call, she slowly came back to her senses, and her tearful eyes met the man's pity, pain, and trembling gaze.
The eyes that only reflected her, only loved her, and only cared for her were so familiar that her originally tense and frightened heart suddenly relaxed. (To be continued)