Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

Chapter 336 Slapping the Faces of Hypocrites in the Online Game World 12

"Who does it look like?" asked a bewildered man.

Fusheng said thoughtfully, "Don't you think it looks a lot like a romantic scene under the flowers and moon?"

"How is this possible?" she exclaimed in disbelief, as if in a dream.

"How is that impossible? He hasn't appeared since he killed Huayan Yuexia to level 0 last time!"

"Maybe he deleted his account and started over?" Fusheng became more and more convinced that his guess was correct.

He frowned and tried to recall the events, but found nothing in common between the two of them.

“They don’t look alike,” Huang Ranru Meng said finally.

Fu Sheng shook his head. "Appearance can be adjusted. Maybe he improved his looks this time."

"If he wasn't a romantic figure, then who was he, and why did he want to avenge Chunyu and Xiashang?"

Suddenly realizing it was a dream, she frowned. "So what if he is, and so what if he isn't? No matter who he is, I've made an enemy of him! I'm going to kill him until he deletes his account!"

Fusheng drank a bottle of blood-replenishing potion, smashed the bottle on the ground, and said coldly, "Count me in."

"However, the two of us alone are no match for them, especially that man in black. I feel like he's above us."

He rubbed his temples, realizing he was right; the two of them alone had no way to kill them.

After a long silence, he suddenly said in a cold voice, "Gather everyone and tell them to come to the Dark Night Domain tomorrow. Tell them we're going to collect the Demon Flower together."

“Okay! Let’s do it this way. I don’t believe we can’t kill them with so many people!” Fusheng replied, and then he immediately lowered his head and shouted in the guild’s public channel.

After exchanging a smile, the two headed towards the Dark Night Domain.

Leng Yuexing was unaware that Huang Ranrumeng was preparing to gather all guild members to kill him. He and Si Muchen picked two more demonic flowers, and after eating the flower cores, their levels directly increased to 100.

On the way back, Leng Yuexing couldn't help but say, "The magic flower is so effective, how come it's so easy to pick..."

Si Muchen said in a low voice, "You think the demon flower is easy to pick because the illusion is easy for us to pass through, but not for others."

"The longer you stay in the illusion, the more blurred your memory will become. When you forget everything about yourself, you will become so immersed in the illusion that you will die."

“Countless people died before when they came to pick the demon flowers, otherwise why are you people from another world picking them now?”

Leng Yuexing chuckled, "I see. Players can revive, so they're not afraid of illusions. If they fail once, they can try again."

"In that case, Huangranrumeng and the others will definitely come back to pick the demon flowers again."

Leng Yuexing turned to look at Si Muchen, "Starting tomorrow, we'll be lying in wait here."

"I will kill him every time I see him, until he becomes level 0."

Leng Yuexing's voice was calm, but it couldn't hide the killing intent contained within.

Si Muchen pulled Leng Yuexing into his arms. "Whatever you want to do, I will be with you."

"However, the more important thing now is to fulfill your previous promise."

Leng Yuexing raised an eyebrow. "What promise?"

Si Muchen chuckled softly, his right hand stroking Leng Yuexing's neck. "You said that once you've accomplished what you wanted, you'll become mine."

"What I said back then was that I could consider being with you, not that I would become your person." Leng Yuexing smiled lightly as she looked at Si Muchen.

"It's time for you to keep your promise," Si Muchen said, looking down at Leng Yuexing.

His eyes were swirling with a frenzied desire, and his black, flame-like pupils gleamed with a faint light.

"Then answer one question for me first," Leng Yuexing asked softly.

"You said."

"When I first met you, you always referred to yourself as 'I' when you spoke to me. Why have you changed your mind?"

Si Muchen lowered his head and gently kissed Leng Yuexing's forehead. "You will become my only partner. We are equals, so naturally I will no longer refer to myself as 'I' in front of you."

Upon hearing this, Leng Yuexing's beautiful eyes curved into a smile, and she chuckled, "So, you were already convinced of this before?"

"I am satisfied with your answer." Leng Yuexing said, then looked up and kissed Si Muchen, before wrapping his arms around Si Muchen's neck and deepening the kiss.

Si Muchen's gaze darkened. He grabbed Leng Yuexing's head and kissed her back forcefully.

He then flicked his sleeve, and the two figures vanished from the spot in an instant.

When Leng Yuexing opened his eyes again, he found that the two of them had returned to the bedroom, where a faint scent of incense filled the air.

"Si Muchen..." The incense in the room seemed to have an aphrodisiac effect; Leng Yuexing's body went weak after only a few breaths.

Si Muchen had not expected that the incense he used would have an aphrodisiac effect on Leng Yuexing.

He was about to reach out and extinguish the incense when Leng Yuexing suddenly pulled him onto the bed.

"I'm so hot... Si Muchen, please help me!"

Leng Yuexing coiled around Si Muchen like a seductive snake.

Si Muchen's breath hitched, then he cupped Leng Yuexing's cheek and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Yuexing, are you ready?"

Leng Yuexing rubbed her cheek against Si Muchen's palm, "I'm ready..."

The next instant, Si Muchen ripped off his clothes with one hand, then lowered the bed curtains and leaned in to embrace Leng Yuexing…

The incense in the bedroom diffused even faster, the two trails of blue smoke intertwining and dissipating into the air.

Leng Yuexing fell asleep at some point, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in Si Muchen's arms.

He was being held tightly in Si Muchen's arms, his cheek pressed against Si Muchen's body, and he couldn't help but poke Si Muchen's chest with his finger.

The firm yet resilient feel made Leng Yuexing chuckle softly.

Si Muchen woke up to Leng Yuexing's soft laughter. Feeling the restless hand on his chest, he grabbed Leng Yuexing's fingers, brought them to his lips, and kissed them gently. He whispered, "So much energy. Looks like I didn't do enough yesterday?"

Leng Yuexing chuckled and withdrew her hand, then looked up and lightly kissed Si Muchen. "My voice is hoarse, and you still have the nerve to say that?"

Si Muchen hugged Leng Yuexing tightly. "This time, will you keep quiet?"

The next moment, before Leng Yuexing could reply, Si Muchen covered the two of them with the bed blanket.

The two of them tossed and turned the quilt into various shapes, and the bed vibrated, but this time there was only the sound of panting in the room.

After an unknown amount of time, the quilt was pulled back, revealing Leng Yuexing with a flushed face.

He moved his lips, but no sound came out. Looking at Si Muchen, who was smiling and looking at him, he suddenly smiled and bit Si Muchen.

A deep tooth mark was imprinted on Si Muchen's chest. Si Muchen chuckled and said, "You have a good tooth."

He wanted to say something more, but suddenly looked out the window with a meaningful gaze.

Leng Yuexing followed his gaze and looked outside, but saw nothing. He wiped his throat lightly and then asked, "What happened?"