My Demon Husband Is a Snake

Chapter 1129: Growing Dragon Scales?

"Wanwan, aren’t you interesting?" Yu Longting’s amused voice drifted to my ears again, "You already had a precaution against me killing our Dumpling, even the surreptitious can only switch tactics to show you something else."

My collapsed mindset was instantly pulled back, even the surging blood calmed down in an instant. My thoughts spun quickly for a moment, and I said, "Are you really Yu Longting? Or are you first gaining my trust, then going to strike against me and leave me in despair?"

"Hahaha, with your vigilance, the surreptitious can’t use this trick. Wanwan, it’s me, I’m only bearing two Illusion Realms." As Yu Longting’s words fell, I could feel our Qi Seas merging into a Small Heavenly Cycle.

Spiritual Power flowed out from the meridians of my body into his body’s meridians.

It flowed through his Qi Sea, then returned to my Qi Sea.

Circulating endlessly like this, it was as if we were one person.

No one would linger on the flowing Spiritual Power, treating each other as more important than oneself.

I immediately worried for Yu Longting, "Aren’t you exhausted from bearing two of them alone?"

"I was also worried about this at first, but seeing your reaction to the Illusion Realm, I felt..." Yu Longting dragged his words, suddenly sighing, "I feel that my role might just be accompanying you, and you don’t need me to bear the pressure at all."

Even so, the reality is that time here is terrifyingly long.

Everything seemed like being sucked into a black hole of an imaginary space, with one illusion seamlessly following another, no matter how one disregards the Illusion Realm.

Yet over the long river of time, experiencing illusions that are different each time but incredibly real enough to shatter one’s mind.

This would also be oppressively suffocating, leaving one utterly fragile.

"Snake Brother~ I’m so tired, I can’t go on, if I give up, will you hate me?" After what felt like centuries and millennia, in a state as fragile as a duckweed, my thoughts completely lost their anchor.

If it weren’t for Yu Longting accompanying me, speaking to me continuously, I might have forgotten his existence.

Or rather, besides Yu Longting, the names and faces of anyone else in my life gradually faded away, leaving me as blank as a white sheet washed by time and terrifying illusions.

A completely clean, memoryless, thoughtless, emotionless empty soul spirit.

Yu Longting himself seemed to be barely coping when, after a long time, he softly said to me, "I don’t hate you, Wanwan. No matter what choice you make, I’ll accompany you."

"I’m not tired anymore, really not... tired anymore..." The thought of Yu Longting also being with me in this descent gave me endless motivation.

This time in the Illusion Realm, it was me and Xiao Li, attacked by a group of bandits, brutally in the extreme.

Though after experiencing it so many times, one becomes numb, even beginning to forget who Xiao Li was.

But looking at Xiao Li’s despairing pale face, I still couldn’t help but feel heartache.

Just as my fragile nerves were about to be crushed by the last straw, my fingers touched something hard.

It felt like the outline of a human arm, and a flash of clarity struck my mind, "Yu Longting, have dragon scales grown on your arm?"

Oh yes, I can actually leave the illusion and touch something in the real world!

"What a pity, our honeymoon seems to be ending, and we can’t just shamelessly cling to each other anymore." Yu Longting’s voice, surprisingly tinged with regret, reached me as he held me and leapt out of the water.

In the darkness, I saw the hair on his forehead clinging with water droplets, his whole face, neck, shoulders, and entire body covered with blood-colored scale armor...