The Villain’s Diary – The Heroine’s Character Crumbles - Chapter 117
The white mist transformed into a little girl with a human body and a snake’s tail and fair hair and a golden child.
She landed with a plop in the bath.
“What are you doing out here?”
Ding Nanrong looked at the sudden appearance of the Black Water Fury with a puzzled expression.
She remembered.
Previously, Jiang Mu had ordered the Black Water Fury not to come out.
The Black Water Fury couldn’t resist and hugged Jiang Mu’s firm and smooth back from behind.
She rubbed herself a few times, feeling a bump, before saying back.
“The b*stard is unconscious.”
“He as this god’s master.”
“Then this god comes out and takes the opportunity to mount-… It’s only logical to protect him.”
And she spat out her long, forked tongue.
Drilled into bottom.
Ding Nanrong frowned slightly and said.
“You’re disobeying his orders, aren’t you afraid he’ll punish you?”
Although it was impossible to see what was going on underwater.
But she had already guessed.
What exactly was the Black Water Fury’s tongue up to.
“This god is examining his body, Rong’er you are still young and don’t understand now.”
The Black Water Fury wiggled her tongue at the same time.
Her eyes fell on the big purple mountain that was suspended.
The smile became lascivious:.
Rong’er, the side effects of your water element poison are truly enviable.
“If this god possessed a body like yours.”
“Then it wouldn’t take much effort for this god to subdue the b*stard.”
Reaching out, she touches them.
Ding Nanrong: “…”
She actually didn’t have the thought of ridding herself of Black Water Fury.
What she was most concerned about now was.
Jiang Mu was unconscious.
Then, according to the original plot, she was to continue to help Jiang Mu accelerate the absorption of the medicinal power.
As for the Black Water Fury’s midway intervention.
She didn’t really think it mattered.
She would just go with the flow and walk the plot properly anyway.
Feeling the increasingly violent surge under the water, she spoke tamely to the Black Water Fury.
“I have known the snake race before.”
“Serpents are generally born with a strong desire to mate.”
“So I can understand your current… The behaviour.”
“It’s okay, you do your thing, I’ll do mine.”
“Let’s not get in each other’s way.”
At those words.
The Black Water Fury played with a pair of mountains.
With a shady smile, she added.
“Actually, the main reason is not because this god is a Serpent with strong desires. Rather, it is because.”
“This God’s soul and the b*stard’s soul, under the effect of the ‘Black Water Soul Etching Technique and closely linked.”
“As aside effects of the slave of his, not only will I’d be willing to die for my master, I’ll also have a thirst for him.”
“Coupled with the fact that this god is of the Black Water Serpent race, this thirst grew even stronger.”
“As a generation of demon gods, why does this god need to hide and deliberately suppress it?”
“Do it if you want to!”
Finished speaking.
She quickly squeezed in between Ding Nanrong and Jiang Mu.
And plunged headfirst into the water.
Gradually. The dark tide surged wildly. The pair of mountains floated and sank, and the water rippled.
Ding Nanrong: “…”
Her face was slightly flushed.
Probably before, she and the Black Water Fury had had a mutual consolation within the Soul Book space.
Plus, she herself would be Jiang Mu’s dao partner in the future.
So that the image before her eyes.
Surprisingly, it did not make her feel any awkward.
It was even new to her, listening to the sounds in the water.
Heavy Breathing, Sucking and Squeaking!…
Hearing it made her blush a little more.
A question suddenly occurred to her: ‘With Jiang Mu unconscious, how can about she…’
Shaking her head off.
She had to hurry up and help Jiang Mu absorb the medicine.
So she moved behind Jiang Mu.
Wrapped her arms around either side of his waist.
She intended to put one palm over his chest and the other over his dantian.
But what she touched was a Black Water Fury.
Then, slightly speechless, she whispered.
“Can you…”
The Black Water Fury understood in a second.
So stopping for second and completely went under the water.
After finding the right position.
She continued her thing.
As if nothing was wrong, Ding Nanrong placed her palm over Jiang Mu’s chest and dantian area.
Then she ran her Qi, mobilizing her spiritual energy.
Zizhi zizhi!
The dark green water around her began to frantically squeeze into Ding Nanrong’s skin.
It was so painful that she frowned and gritted her teeth.
As her cultivation level was higher than Jiang Mu’s, she could endure this pain.
She took this green water in her body and refined the medicinal power through the power of the water element.
Then, through her palm, she transmitted the medicinal power directly from Jiang Mu’s chest into his body.
With the other palm, she slowly soothed Jiang Mu’s dantian.
It prevented the spiritual energy within his dantian from being disordered, which would affect the absorption of the medicinal power.
…
Meanwhile.
Dark Night Building, seventh floor.
Lu Chorou was resting by her side on the bed.
At the side, Juan’er was holding a large fan, gently fanning her.
At the same time, she was slightly apprehensive.
It was early in the morning, and the owner of the building suddenly called her up.
Not sure what it was about…
Lu Chorou closed the Private Diary of Jiang Mu
In a soft voice, she asked.
“Juan’er, how many years have you been with me?”
“Ah? Seven… Seven years.”
Juan’er did not understand why the owner was asking that.
Lu Chorou nodded and continued to ask.
“Juan’er, what are your future plans for your life?”
“Owner, I… I want to…”
Juan’er stammered, not daring to speak.
She wanted to leave the Dark Night House and stay away from Xue City.
Because if she stayed in the Dark Night House.
Maybe one day, she would be sent out on a dangerous mission.
In the end, the mission would fail and she would end up in a tragic death.
And Xue City would be too dangerous.
After all, demon beasts could invade at any time.
This wasn’t.
Tomorrow is when the demon army will attack the city.
There was bound to be a river of blood.
Thinking of this.
Juan’er was suddenly worried about Ling Aotian.
She was afraid that during the demon army’s attack on the city tomorrow, Ling Aotian would be injured, or even… May die!
Lu Chorou continued to ask.
“Juan’er, you want to find a man and live a happy life with him?”
“Ah?!”
Juan’er’s face flushed red and the fan in her hand fell to the ground, her whole body at a loss.
She subconsciously thought about whether her affection for Ling Aotian might have been noticed by the owner of the building?
Thus frightened, she immediately knelt on the ground and said back in a trembling voice.
“Lou… Floor Master… I do not…”
Lu Chorou waved her hand, interrupting her words.
Then she softly spoke out the long-prepared script.
“You’ve been with me for seven years, you’ve long known my nature of temperament.”
“No matter who it is, as long as nothing is done to harm the interests of the Dark Night House.”
“I will never interfere with or oppose.”
“For example, male and female love. Love, by nature, follows the heart.”
“Happiness, no matter how big or small.”
“Though you work for the Dark House, please do not neglect your own personal life.”
“So. Do what you want, do it, and at least don’t leave any regrets.
“There. It’s late at night, so go to bed.”
Having said that.
Lu Chorou raised her arm, gesturing for Juan’er to leave.
Juan’er was dumbfounded and walked out of the room as she digested her words.
When Juan’er had gone out.
Lu Churou closed her eyes, rubbed her head, and sighed softly.
“I hope Juan’er, will be able to break away from her lonely and depressed fate.”
At this moment.
A flirtatious voice came from outside the balcony.
“Little Rou Rou, your sister Lihua has come to spoil you ooops~”
A pair of long, slender legs landed on the balcony.
Then, under the illumination of the moonlight.
An enchanting woman, clad in a white brocade jacket, walked into the room.
She wore a sexy and revealing slit silk dress, catwalking with sexy long white legs, and twisting her sensuous waist that was not too big to hold.
Demonically bewitching.
She came to Lu Churou’s bed.