My Demon Husband Is a Snake

Chapter 1125: Do You Really Have a Way?

"Are you tired?" Yu Longting wrapped his arm around my waist.

I sighed, burying my face in his chest, unwilling to speak.

Every bone in my body felt broken, as if I was falling apart.

He had never been so rough with me before, let alone behaved inappropriately in any unsettling place.

"Don’t celebrate too early." Yu Longting’s legs transformed into a long tail, allowing me to sit on it and lean against his chest, "These surreptitious things come every six hours. If we withstand them, we can rest; if not, we’ll be devoured."

This posture in his embrace was even more comfortable than collapsing on a sofa.

His tail was smooth, enormous, and very elastic.

It could be shaped in various configurations~

"I’m really happy." Tears rolled down my cheeks as I slowly lifted my head to see his chiseled chin.

I stretched out my fingers, gently caressing it repeatedly.

Yu Longting murmured softly, "Ah? Satisfied being fed by me?"

"Not at all. If it weren’t for you possessing the Dust World Serpent statue, I would’ve died when I first fell into the Nether Spring. I’m filled with gratitude." My fingertip touched the scar on his cheek, as if solely tracing it back and forth.

Yu Longting grasped my wrist with his cold hand, planting a few kisses on the back of it, "At that time, my primordial spirit had just escaped its confinement. You got lucky."

"Did your primordial spirit come out from the Triangular Prism?" I finally got to hold him again after a long time and cherished every moment.

Sticking to him like glue, it felt like this was the only way to feel safe.

Yu Longting glanced down at me, "Your observation skills are really sharp. When you and that Human Snake left the hall, you seemed to have discovered me through the Triangular Prism."

So, this guy saying he didn’t know where the entrance was is all a lie.

It was through the Triangular Prism that his primordial spirit exited, though how Yu Longting entered remains unknown.

Yet, even knowing I’d been deceived, I couldn’t bear to get angry at him—only to feel a dense pain inside.

"I’m sorry, Wanwan, I lied to you. What do you plan to do next?" Yu Longting covered me with the cheongsam that had just been tossed aside, putting it on me slowly.

Though he only helped me into the sleeves, he squinted his eyes.

He tightened his grip on my arm, his gaze seemingly discontent with the cheongsam being troublesome, yet he couldn’t help but dress me.

I took a deep breath, and my Spiritual Power flowed freely.

All the yang energy in me had been devoured, making the conjured spiritual power obscured and filled with a surly and sinister energy, "Of course, I’m planning to escape with you. Why else would I have come in?"

"Didn’t you come in to die with me?" Yu Longting finished dressing me in the cheongsam, gripping my shoulders as if to crush my bones.

His eyes had been suppressing a shadowy darkness, slowly and terrifyingly releasing it now.

I cleared my throat, grasping Yu Longting’s cold yet gentle hand to rub it, as if trying to pass warmth to him, "I’m a descendant of the Lin Family and proficient in Life and Death Embroidery. With me here, we can definitely find a way."

With a serious and earnest expression, I began to explore the environment here.

The Nether Pond was indeed a terrifying place; with my power alone, I’d soon be corroded by the surreptitiousness of the pond.

In the depths of the pond, there must be a chaotic power that devours everything.

To survive, we mustn’t be dragged down by monsters. We have to find a way out through the Triangular Prism, just as we came in.

Yet, the opportunities in this world are hard to predict. Even experts like Yu Qingxiao and Qing Li weren’t guided by the mirror.

But I managed to get through the passage, indicating I have some chance of getting Yu Longting out.

The more I thought about it, the more confident I became, feeling almost like a triumphant melody was playing in my heart.

Seeing my joyful look, Yu Longting helplessly rubbed the space between my eyebrows, kissing the corners of my mouth repeatedly, "What are you thinking about that’s making you so happy? Do you actually have a plan?"