1455: C1455 Some Things Cannot be Said out Loud

C1455 Some Things Cannot be Said out Loud

Duan Linghsing was mesmerized by what she heard.

She had read about it in novels before, and knew that the Profound Sect in China and the divination techniques in the west were both the most ancient things that were passed down.

However, compared to the Western powers, due to certain historical reasons, the technique of China's Profound Sect had already become an old legend.

Legend has it, how credible is it?

In addition, after she left the campus, she directly went to the military. She didn't have any experience in society, so she certainly didn't have the opportunity to come into contact with these things.

The lowest level of society was, this was the living space of Profound Sect techniques.

Thus, when she mentioned Profound Sect in the past, Duan Linghsing's first reaction was to be superstitious and scoffed at it.

But now, as she listened to Chen Yu'er's story, she felt that it was far more attractive than the gossip about celebrities.

"Do you believe what I've said?"

"I don't believe you."

Duan Linghsing shook her head and said with a lack of confidence, "There's no scientific basis at all. It doesn't make sense."

"You don't know, there are a lot of things that science can't explain. Anything that has existed for thousands of years, naturally has its own reason for existing. "

Chen Yu'er said indifferently as she lifted up the skirt with her feet.

Chen Yu'er was clearly less than 1.6 meters tall, but when she wore clothes, her posture was as graceful as a slow dance. Duan Linghsing was mesmerized by her posture.

A strange scene appeared in his mind.

She felt as if she had become a handsome, dainty, jade-faced husband. She was looking at her beloved wife changing into a new set of clothes, feeling impetuous …

"Does it look good?"

Chen Yu'er asked with a sweet smile after she put on her shoes.

"What?"

Duan Linghsing was stunned for a moment. The illusion before her slowly disappeared. She hurriedly lifted her head and looked in another direction. "What do you mean pretty?"

"The way I dress."

Chen Yu'er turned around and smiled charmingly.

"Not bad."

Duan Linghsing really wanted to say how you dressed up, so what was there to look at? But she didn't want to lie, so she gave an ambiguous answer.

"It's not that it's okay, it's because you're already obsessed."

Chen Yu'er stood up and yawned. She opened her hands and stretched coquettishly as she said lazily, "Besides, you also had the illusion that you were an ancient, jade-faced husband. As for me, I'm your new wife. We had just woken up on a sunny morning. You're watching me get dressed, and all you want is to come over and hug me and love me-- "

"Nonsense!"

Duan Linghsing was greatly alarmed. She did not expect Chen Yu'er to be able to expose her true feelings. This gave her an uneasy feeling of being seen naked by others. She hastily shouted in a delicate voice, interrupting her words.

Seeing the panic on her face, Chen Yu'er knew what she was thinking. She smiled complacently, lifted her chin with her finger, and said with a sigh, "Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, you should be very clear about this in your heart."

"Get out of the way, don't touch me."

Duan Linghsing's body trembled. She lifted her hand and opened it before hurriedly retreating. However, she was blocked by the bed and sat down on it with her knees bent.

She subconsciously supported herself on the bed and was about to stand up when Chen Yu'er took a step forward, bent her head down, and touched her forehead. Her eyes met his, and a charming smile appeared on her once clean face.

He let out a breath of air and sprayed it on Duan Linghsing's face.

"Dodge, dodge, you – witch."

Duan Linghsing became even more flustered and stretched out her hand to push her away.

His right hand pushed onto Chen Yu'er's chest.

It was a very normal action.

But now, when her hand landed on Chen Yu'er's body, her heart suddenly skipped a beat. All of the strength in her body had mysteriously disappeared, and she powerlessly drooped down.

When she looked at Chen Yu'er's eyes again, she could actually see the Jade Mask Man that she had imagined to be a husband.

It was herself.

Duan Linghsing's eyes were glazed. As she laid down on the bed, her trembling right hand slowly wrapped around Chen Yu'er's slender waist.

She knew that Chen Yu'er must have cast some demonic magic on her, for she had the illusion that she was afraid, yet was unable to break free.

However, she didn't have the ability to struggle free from the demonic art that Chen Yu'er had cast on her. She could only feel her mind becoming increasingly blank as the terrifying illusion appeared once again.

She was once again the Jade Face Husband in an ancient costume. According to Chen Yu'er's whispered words now, she was deep in a sunny morning. When she saw her newlywed wife shyly dressing, she couldn't help but stop her and try to get close to her a few more times.

If a third person was standing at the side, they would see that Duan Linghsing's eyes were glazed over, as if she had lost her soul.

Chen Yu'er, on the other hand, had her head lowered as she stared fixedly into her eyes. The charming smile on her face grew even wider as she muttered something.

Slowly, Duan Linghsing's hands began to move.

He did as Chen Yu'er said and began to unbutton his shirt.

As she undid the first button, Chen Yu'er, her hands on the bed, slowly straightened up.

As she slowly straightened up, Duan Linghsing, who was lying flat on the bed, also moved.

He slowly sat up on the bed.

Duan Linghsing's movements when she sat up and when Chen Yu'er stood up were completely consistent. It was as if there was an invisible thread tied between the two of them.

By the time Chen Yu'er had slowly backed up three steps, Duan Linghsing was already sitting on the bed.

Their eyes, however, were still looking at each other, as if they were connected by an invisible thread.

"Husband, the sun outside the window is shining brightly, flowers are blooming, honey bees are buzzing as they gather honey. Under the branches, a pair of emerald green grasshoppers is making love -- husband, I want you to undress. You should remember to be gentle. Last night, I was in great pain. "

Chen Yu'er's eyes shone brighter and brighter as she muttered to herself, and also grew more and more evil.

Duan Linghsing's mouth moved, but no sound came out.

But from the way she mouthed it, she was probably saying, "Okay."

Under Chen Yu'er's enticement, Duan Linghsing slowly took off her blue shirt and placed it on the bed.

When she raised her hand again, her movements were much faster.

"Husband, husband —"

Chen Yu'er's murmurs were suddenly filled with tears. "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Sure enough, under her urging, Duan Linghsing's movements were much faster than before.

With two soft clicks, the final pair of small black leather shoes fell to the ground.

"Husband, come, come! Hurry up!"

Chen Yu'er's bewitching voice sounded even more urgent and high-pitched.

Duan Linghsing lifted her right foot and stepped on the bed — Bang!

When the bedroom door was kicked open, the sound was like a thunderclap, waking Duan Linghsing up from her deep pink hallucination.

Her Pupillary Pupil had suddenly shrunk and returned to reality.

Then she heard a snap.

Ahhh!" Chen Yu'er cried out in pain.

Duan Linghsing blinked her eyes and saw Lee Nanfang standing in front of her with anger written all over his face.

As for Chen Yu'er, she covered her face with her hands and kneeled on the ground. Fear filled her eyes as she looked at Lee Nanfang.

Suddenly, Duan Linghsing returned to the real world. She suddenly remembered that before she fell into a deep pink hallucination, Lee Nanfang didn't listen to her words of standing still and opened the door for her to leave.

She didn't know that Lee Nanfang had been gone for over an hour.

For more than an hour, Duan Linghsing listened to stories and wandered through the pink illusions Chen Yu'er made.

"Why are you back? "Why do you still want to fight …"

When she saw Lee Nanfang, Duan Linghsing was about to ask him how he beat her up, but she suddenly realized that she was standing right in front of him, completely naked.

She had never felt such shame or panic before. Just as she opened her mouth to let out an ear-piercing scream, her vision went black and her body fell straight backwards.

As she lay on her back on the bed, she had closed her eyes and lost consciousness.

Glancing at her, Lee Nanfang frowned. The tip of his foot slightly lifted, and his blue shirt floated up, covering Duan Linghsing's body.

"To be honest, at the time I felt sorry for you. Now I think you deserve to die. "

Lee Nanfang looked at Chen Yu'er, who was lying paralyzed on the ground, and said with a cold expression, "I didn't expect that Miss Chen Wu from the magnificent Southern Mountains could possess such a demonic art."

"This … this isn't a demonic art." It's just a very ordinary hypnotism. "

Chen Yu'er explained with a trembling voice.

"Do you really think I don't understand hypnosis?"

When Lee Nanfang's eyes narrowed, a sharp killing intent suddenly emitted from his body. He reached out to grab Chen Yu'er's hair, turned around, and walked out the door: "You purposefully framed Duan Chuhuang, Duan Family is tolerable. After all, the matter was too sensitive and involved too many aspects. But you dared to use the sorcery to bewitch her, do--hmph, luckily I came in time. Otherwise, her mind would definitely be damaged and she would be severely ill afterwards. Your foolish actions have already touched upon the bottom line of the Duan Family. "

To be honest, Lee Nanfang didn't know how to hypnotize at all.

However, his intuition told him that what Chen Yu'er had just used on Duan Linghsing wasn't hypnosis.

It seemed to be some kind of witchcraft from the western legends.

"Let me go, let go — I, I won't dare to do it again. I beg you, please don't send me out, or I'll die for sure. "0

Chen Yu'er was really scared. She sobbed quietly and hugged Lee Nanfang's right leg with both of her hands, begging him repeatedly.

"I can let you go, but you have to tell me that you know my secrets."

Lee Nanfang didn't have to hold her in front of the Duan Family people either.

As with his anger, it was much lower than he had shown.

It was just two girls messing around.

Of course, if Chen Yu'er was a man, it would be a different story.

Lee Nanfang acted like this just to force her to tell him those secrets.

After a moment of shock, Chen Yu'er gave up begging for mercy and released her hold on his right leg.

"Don't say it?"

Lee Nanfang lowered his head and asked.

Chen Yu'er raised her head and looked at him with a wry smile. She then said softly, "There are some things that cannot be said even in death."

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