Chapter 671: The Hateful Person
As Jin Xiaoqin's strong arms embraced her tightly, Ye Wenxin struggled slightly, saying, "You're being overtaken by inner demons. Continuing like this could be dangerous."
In Ye Wenxin's vision, the pink vulture's fortune was turning black. Jin Xiaoqin, by nature, was intense, and once her desires were unleashed, her needs would be considerable. Yet, she hadn't acted on them, and Ye Wenxin was sure she was the only one Jin Xiaoqin had ever been with, likely remaining so.
This anomaly confused Ye Wenxin. She tried to use the peach blossom chain to bind Jin Xiaoqin's vulture fortune, but the black aura was repelling it.
The peach blossom wilted, seemingly frightened by whatever it was. Ye Wenxin knew black aura never signaled anything good.
"Wenxin... hold me..." Jin Xiaoqin's plea grew more desperate, pulling Ye Wenxin towards an internal conflict.
Ye Wenxin pondered how to rid Jin Xiaoqin of the black aura and return her to normalcy. Yet her hand was already moving without restraint into the depths of the forest, where water played among the rocks, vibrating faintly with the mountain's touch. The increase of water was beyond her expectations.
"This is too much," Ye Wenxin muttered, speechless, as Jin Xiaoqin shamelessly revealed the scene.
"I don't know why this is happening. Wenxin, help me," Jin Xiaoqin pleaded, her expression pained, trying various ways to coax Ye Wenxin into cooperation. Ye Wenxin hesitated. If she acted, their relationship would remain unchanged.
However, if she didn't, Jin Xiaoqin might resent her forever. As she wavered, Jin Xiaoqin lost control and took the initiative. Faced with this lavish beauty, Ye Wenxin was at a loss for words.
But Jin Xiaoqin's demeanor wasn't madness—it was anguish. Ye Wenxin sensed something wrong, focusing her energy to discern any issues with Jin Xiaoqin's fortune. Upon closer inspection, she saw the vulture losing its feathers.
Black insects gnawed at it, as if trying to devour the vulture entirely. Ye Wenxin couldn't tell if this was a sign of impending misfortune or a fundamental change in Jin Xiaoqin's nature.
"Wenxin... Wenxin..." Jin Xiaoqin's movements grew more desperate, craving Ye Wenxin's affection in a way that bordered on obsession, her eyes reflecting a strange hue. Ye Wenxin had seen this look in Liu Churan's eyes before, snapping her back to reality. She retrieved a book corner from her storage and summoned the celestial book, Wen Suxu.
"What now... Ah, why are you summoning me at a time like this!" Wen Suxu began to reprimand Ye Wenxin for her poor timing but stopped, embarrassed, seeing Ye Wenxin even during intimate moments.
"Don't go. Old Jin's acting strange. Aren't you a celestial book? Help me figure out what's wrong with her," Ye Wenxin implored, speaking to Wen Suxu in her mind.
She felt awkward, but Jin Xiaoqin's odd behavior took precedence.
"I don't want to look. Her memories are all colored," Wen Suxu remarked disdainfully at their interaction.
Ye Wenxin sighed, contemplating, then pinned Jin Xiaoqin down, channeling cold energy into her hands, applying it within the forest. The combination of ice and fire elicited a reaction, and Jin Xiaoqin, unable to withstand the dual sensations, pleaded for mercy.
