The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 725 - 233: I, Zhen Li, Will Never Turn Evil
Qian Qian looked up at the moon, prompting Lin Yun to do the same.
Gazing at the red moon in the sky, Lin Yun felt no tension.
"Don’t worry, we’ll get through this challenge too."
Having weathered many storms, Lin Yun had naturally grown accustomed to them.
Panic was out of the question for him. It was a better time to flirt with a girl.
Upon reflection, Lin Yun felt that the heavens had been quite good to him.
Every time he found himself in a bind, a pretty and pleasant girl would accompany him. The experience was never lonely or desolate, and always a bit sensually charged. One could say the heavens had been quite thoughtful.
So, of course, he would take advantage of the opportunities created by the heavens to flirt when it was time to flirt.
Qian Qian was very nervous now, so Lin Yun took a comforting approach, continuing to console her. He casually patted her back, and then just embraced her in a move that seemed quite reasonable, right?
"I’m fine."
Qian Qian felt her face growing warm.
Did Lin Yun, the little rascal, really think she hadn’t noticed his little manoeuvre?
It was so obvious!
Yet, she was too embarrassed to call him out on it.
"Considering we’re both rather cold at the moment, I won’t make an issue of it."
Qian Qian silently said to herself, finding a reason not to stop Lin Yun.
"The moon is truly beautiful tonight."
With a beauty in his arms and the red moon in view, Lin Yun felt quite at ease.
Qian Qian leaned into him, looking up at the moon, when she suddenly sensed an air of danger.
Indeed, the moonlight was beautiful tonight, but equally dangerous.
The real danger, however, came from the man behind her.
"What’s poking me?"
Qian Qian didn’t turn back, not wanting to dissipate the warmth.
Lin Yun, slightly embarrassed, said, "It’s the hilt of the Thunderclap Sword. You know, Divine Artifacts aren’t so easy to retract into the body, and Little Gold likes to be free."
Little Gold: "???"
Aren’t I just resting on your back?
And you’re blaming me?
Qian Qian didn’t press the matter, pretending it was just the sword hilt.
But her cheeks reddened visibly faster and she couldn’t help cursing silently, "Hmph, mortal flesh, nothing but bad thoughts on his mind."
"Qian Qian."
Lin Yun suddenly called her name tenderly, the warmth from his breath cascading onto Qian Qian’s neck, causing her to shiver uncontrollably.
She wanted to move away, but Lin Yun held her tighter, and the hilt of the Thunderclap Sword poked her again.
"What are you trying to do?"
Qian Qian, partly flustered and partly fierce, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anticipation.
"I’m not trying to do anything. I just wanted to tell you that you are even more beautiful than the moon tonight."
"Hmph, save your sweet talk. I’ll have you know, I’m letting you embrace me for warmth. If you try anything, don’t blame me for not being polite!"
She might have said those words, but her heart was overjoyed at his flattering words.
Lin Yun wasn’t frightened by her ferocious demeanor at all. Instead, he got cheek to cheek with her and smirked devilishly, "How exactly will you be impolite to me?"
As he spoke, taking advantage of Qian Qian’s slightly opened mouth, intending to retort, Lin Yun made a bold move and sealed her lips.
Qian Qian: "!!!"
Was this kid not afraid to die?
Beneath her inner outrage, she didn’t push Lin Yun away immediately.
Since the kiss had happened, she thought she might as well wait and then push him away and punch him. That should be good enough.
Having calculated her next steps, Qian Qian also quietly enjoyed the sensation of the kiss.
This time she was truly at a disadvantage, a big one at that.
At that thought, Qian Qian suddenly decided to play a prank. She clamped her mouth shut and bit down, causing Lin Yun to let out a muffled groan.
With that, she drew blood from Lin Yun.
Lin Yun felt the pain, but he didn’t let go, instead growing a bit irate.
You made me bleed, so don’t blame me for retaliating in kind!
Tasting Lin Yun’s blood, Qian Qian, who was already somewhat dazed, became even more entangled. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
She immersed herself in an indescribable joy and didn’t notice she had been pressed down onto the sandy ground.
By the time she came to her senses, Lin Yun’s sword was nearly unsheathed.
"This is not okay!"
Qian Qian’s weak hands pushed against Lin Yun, her eyes watery, which made her look even more enchanting.
At the bottom of Cloud Dream Marsh.
The events unfolding between Lin Yun and Qian Qian were once again projected in front of Zhen Li.
"Do you see it? You’re in grave danger, and this is his choice."
Zhen Li: "..."
To say her heart wasn’t stirred would be false; she had been watching since Lin Yun started flirting with Qian Qian, feeling as if she had eaten a lemon.
Sour!
While she suffered on one side, Lin Yun was enjoying himself elsewhere.
So frustrating!
But Zhen Li still chose to forgive him.
The sourness was because it wasn’t her spending a romantic time under the moon with Lin Yun, but just that wasn’t enough to make her hate him.
"That’s all."
After this period of interaction, Zhen Li had come to understand that this strange voice had only one goal: to make her hate Lin Yun.
Not to mention that she wouldn’t hate him to begin with, under the manipulation of this behind-the-scenes mastermind, she was even less likely to hate him.
"Oh? What about this, then?"
Confused, Zhen Li watched as the projected image suddenly showed a phantom figure that looked just like her.
At that moment, as Lin Yun was about to draw his Thunderclap Sword to perform Slaying Gods, he was startled by the sudden appearance of the phantom.
Zhen Li’s shadowy figure was also bound with chains, revealing only a head, not speaking, just gazing at Lin Yun with deep affection.
"Where are you? Are you at the bottom of Cloud Dream Marsh?"
The shadow did not converse with Lin Yun, still silently watching him.
Zhen Li quickly realized that the entity behind the scenes must know Lin Yun very well, aware that the more one speaks, the more mistakes one makes, and to remain silent, a true projection, would not give any information to Lin Yun, who could only guess out of thin air.
And seeing that Lin Yun had stopped drawing his sword, Zhen Li’s heart also relaxed a bit, somewhat grateful that Lin Yun, after all, did not bring another woman into existence.
"You felt it, right, your jealousy. You don’t want other women to have Lin Yun, so why don’t you follow your heart? Go possess Lin Yun and make him yours alone!"
Another voice spoke inside Zhen Li’s heart, which confused her as to whether she had developed a Heart Demon, or if that secretive and powerful entity was once again beguiling her.
In any case, maintain rationality.
"How can I monopolize Lin Yun?"
Knowing she had to stay rational, Zhen Li still subconsciously harbored such a question in her heart.
"Of course, you should imprison him, allow him nowhere to go, not to see anyone, only to stay with me, forever, forever!"
Zhen Li: "..."
Inside me lies a devil.
Yet, upon hearing this crazy idea, she even felt somewhat tempted.
This tiny temptation, however, was quickly suppressed by Zhen Li’s reason.
If she really did that, it wouldn’t be love towards Lin Yun, but possessiveness.
If that were the case, how agonizing it would be for Lin Yun.
Zhen Li felt ashamed of her fleeting temptation, while above the desert, Lin Yun, watching the slowly disappearing shadow, suddenly also lost the mood to touch Qian Qian.
Qian Qian secretly felt grateful that she had dodged a bullet, a bit embarrassed; initially wanting to scold Lin Yun, to protest, but sensing Lin Yun’s mood was not right, she let her anger slowly die out.
"Don’t be sad, at least it seems she’s still alive."
"I’m not sad, just feeling troubled."
"?"
Qian Qian was somewhat puzzled.
Lin Yun then explained, "I was still not sure if Zhen Li had just encountered something, or if someone had deliberately captured her, and now I finally have the answer."
Being trapped in a ruin is normal; ruins are inherently dangerous.
After Zhen Li’s disappearance, Lin Yun also reserved suspicions.
Now with the appearance of Zhen Li’s shadow, Lin Yun understood.
The opponent is strong.
They had imprisoned Zhen Li, and even managed to transfer Zhen Li’s image to his presence.
What exactly is their purpose?
It amounted to a declaration of war.
Your woman is in my hands, come and save her if you dare!
It was a challenge like that.
However, the opponent’s magic was unfounded and elusive; when Zhen Li’s shadow appeared, Lin Yun was focused on sensing it.
His Divine Sense was very powerful, but he felt nothing, and similarly, when Zhen Li’s shadow vanished, he still had no sensation.
Clearly, he had been hit by a Dimensional Strike.
It would’ve been one thing if he alone had been stricken, but even Qian Qian was...
This possibly face-losing issue for Qian Qian was something Lin Yun decided not to mention.
This time he wouldn’t drag Qian Qian down with him.
Upon hearing Lin Yun’s words, Qian Qian also came to her senses, feeling the hidden risks involved.
She weakly suggested, "Maybe... we shouldn’t save her?"
"Yeah, let’s not."
Qian Qian: "..."
I just casually advised you, and you took it seriously?
At the bottom of Cloud Dream Marsh, Zhen Li was at a loss for words when she heard this.
Good grief, although she didn’t hope for Lin Yun to risk his life to save her, she expected Lin Yun to at least struggle a bit before being persuaded to stop!
This straightforward response left Zhen Li somewhat unable to react.
"Well, if you can come to terms with it, that’s good."
"Right, we are still trapped in the desert ourselves, let alone going to rescue someone."
"That’s true."
Qian Qian said this out loud, but inside she was muttering to herself.
Lin Yun is... perhaps too heartless?
To so easily give up on saving his woman, when before, he seemed so affectionate.
Is it because there are too many women, hence he doesn’t care for the well-being of any one of them?
Thinking this, Qian Qian put some distance between herself and Lin Yun.
Lin Yun seemed unaware, continuing to say, "Let’s just wait for now. If there’s a change by dawn, and we manage to get out, that’ll be good; but if that doesn’t happen, we’ll have to take action."
"Mhm."
Curious about what action Lin Yun would take, Qian Qian watched as he simply sat down cross-legged and ignored her.
"This guy, he says he’s not going to save her, but he must be very upset in his heart!"
Qian Qian suddenly thought that she might have misunderstood Lin Yun.
His declaration of not saving her was a decision made after weighing the pros and cons, without the pretense of wanting to save her while knowing it was impossible.
Upon reflection, how strong must a man’s heart be, to calmly state he won’t save her in the face of such a challenge?
She had just fallen into the typical trap.
As a God, has her insight weakened too much?
Qian Qian thought about it, and draped the clothing she was wearing over Lin Yun.
In truth, she wasn’t that cold.
The body of a Divine Spirit can better endure the cold than that of a mortal flesh.
"Achoo!"
The powerful Divine Spirit let out a cute sneeze...
