Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

"You think I'll run away?"

Lan Qian asked.

Mo Jin looked at her slowly. Although he didn't say anything, the meaning in his eyes was very obvious.

She will.

Lan Qian was silent for a while, then raised her head and looked at him: "Mo Jin, I just said that you are the person I have been looking for. This is true. I will be wherever you are and I will not run away."

Hearing this, Mo Jin's eyes deepened a little.

He stretched out his hand towards the girl's face, and seeing that she did not dodge, his fingertips paused slightly, and then stroked her face.

"Qianqian said that the person she had been looking for was me," the man stroked her face gently, his tone gentle. He slowly leaned close to her ear and whispered, "But that night, Qianqian called out... someone else's name under me."

Lan Qian's body froze slightly.

Mo Jin chuckled.

"What's that person's name? Mo Chen?"

He lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the thrilling paranoia in his eyes, but his tone became more and more gentle and strange: "I remember Qianqian said more than once how much you love him."

She had distanced herself from him time and time again.

Reject his approach.

He knew how much she loved that man.

Now, in order to leave him and find that person, you would rather endure his approach and say such words to deceive him?

But he couldn't help but take it seriously.

If he took it seriously, he would never let her go.

"How about you swear a vow that you no longer like him and you no longer love Mo Chen, and I will believe you, how about that?"

He made her swear.

It also forces me to face reality.

"But he..."

Lan Qian moved her lips but didn't finish her words.

Seeing this, Mo Jin smiled again.

"Look, Qianqian won't swear, right?"

He didn't force her to say anything and left. He didn't dare to stay any longer, for fear of seeing the disgust on the girl's face, and fearing that the girl would no longer give him even the slightest bit of pretense of gentleness.

[Host, what should we do now? ]

The host was the only one left in the room again. Looking at the bracelet on his host's wrist, the little girl looked conflicted. The master and the host... it seemed like the relationship was going to develop into a sadomasochistic relationship?

[How about you pretend to have amnesia? ]

This is how stories always develop in romance novels. Once a misunderstanding becomes difficult to explain, or... at any time, the protagonist will lose his memory or something, and start over.

As for the cause of amnesia...

You can hit the corner of the table or the wall.

In this situation, this is also a good method.

Although the host may suffer a little.

"It doesn't seem impossible."

Lan Qian stared at the bracelet on her wrist.

This bracelet was indeed not an ordinary magic weapon. Ever since she put it on, she felt as if all her spiritual power was blocked and she could no longer use it at all. Moreover, she could not take it off.

"In the plot, this bracelet is called the Purple Dome Bracelet?"

[Yes, host. It is said that this was once the treasure of the Soul Devouring Clan. It is very, very powerful. Even those who have cultivated to become immortals can be suppressed by it. In the plot, it was also taken away by the villain... that is, the master, but later the hero and heroine took it back. ]

Little Dumpling flipped through the plot: [There is not much to introduce about this bracelet, that’s all. ]

"Soul Devourer?"

A race that was wiped out hundreds of years ago.

Not much is mentioned about them in the plot. We only know that this race has always been very mysterious, but for some reason they were suddenly wiped out.

An idea came into her mind.

There is no way Mo Jin would take this bracelet for no reason.

Perhaps, he is related to the Soul Devouring Clan.

……

One day passed.

[The master is here to deliver medicine. Host, are you pretending to have amnesia now? ]

Since arriving in the Dark Valley, the little dumpling has been on high alert, informing his host in time of any situation. Now he sees his master coming here.

Lan Qian was silent for a while.

"hold on."

The medicine delivered this time had indeed been refined into pills, and the person who delivered the medicine was also changed. It seemed that in order to prevent her from secretly losing the medicine, Mo Jin delivered the pills personally.

"I'll take the medicine."

Lan Qian took the pill reluctantly and swallowed it under his gaze.

"Just take the medicine," Mo Jin's eyes softened. He watched the girl take the pill and couldn't help but reach out and touch her head. His long eyelashes drooped slightly. "When you are well, I will let you go."

Hearing this, Lan Qian suddenly became curious:

"You're really going to let me go?"

Mo Jinwei paused for a moment, lowered his eyes and replied calmly:

"Ah."

Xiaotuanzi: ...I always feel it’s not very credible.

……

As time went by, Lan Qian's health had almost recovered.

During this period, apart from delivering medicine every day, Mo Jin did not appear in front of her often. Even when delivering medicine, he never said much, but his pair of dark eyes never left the girl.

of course,

Every night, he would come to the room secretly.

But he did nothing, just stayed quietly by the bed for a while.

As if guarding her silently.

That day, Lan Qian accidentally touched a vase.

But suddenly I heard a sound coming from behind the bed, like some mechanism being turned on.

[Secret room?]

Looking at the opened door, Xiaotuanzi became interested. [There is actually a secret room here. I heard that Minggu is a very mysterious sect. I wonder what is inside. Host, let's go in and take a look? ]

Lan Qian narrowed her eyes slightly.

There is actually a secret room hidden in this room. Did Mo Jin place her here unintentionally?

She went inside.

After entering the secret room, there is an empty corridor with luminous pearls placed on both sides for lighting. The corridor is not long. After walking to the end and passing through a door, you will come to a room.

【Wow, so many treasures! 】

The little dumpling exclaimed.

There are so many spiritual artifacts and treasures in this room that they almost fill up half of the room. Not to mention the quantity, just the preciousness of those natural treasures is enough to amaze people. Among them are even some long-lost skills.

Lan Qian looked around.

Finally I came to a bookshelf.

"This book?"

She picked up the most conspicuous book on the bookshelf. This book was different from the others. It was neither a book on martial arts nor a record of pill refining. There were only three words on the cover.

The Soul Devouring Clan.

[This should be a book that records the origin and development of the Soul Devouring Clan, but the Soul Devouring Clan has already perished, so why is there such a book, and why is it still here? ]

Xiaotuanzi was puzzled.

In the plot, the Soul Devourers had long been wiped out, and even the place where they lived had been destroyed. Not a single Soul Devourer appeared in the entire plot from beginning to end, and no one knew where this book came from.

Lan Qian opened the book in her hand.

The first page introduces the origin of the Soul-Eating Clan.

The Soul Devouring Clan is a race that has been passed down from ancient times. They are blessed by nature and are born to be the darlings of heaven and earth. Almost every member of the Soul Devouring Clan can practice cultivation, and they are much stronger than other races in terms of spiritual roots, muscles, and talents.

the most important,

The Soul Devourers' ability to control souls is almost extreme.

They can even enhance their own cultivation by devouring the souls of others, and the higher the level of the devoured soul, the stronger the enhanced cultivation will be.

This makes other races extremely wary.

The Soul Devourers know that they are favored by heaven and earth, so they have always lived in secluded places and never take the initiative to provoke any trouble, but the people of their race are afraid that they will be found by the Soul Devourers.

Afraid of having my soul devoured.

So a hundred years ago, the major races formed an alliance to encircle and suppress the Soul-Devouring Clan. Although the Soul-Devouring Clan was powerful, they were ultimately defeated by the alliance of various races that had their elite troops and overwhelming numbers.

In the end, the Soul-Eating Clan was exterminated.

Almost all the members of the alliance that went to encircle and suppress the Soul Devouring Clan were killed, and only a few people from the Tianyan Sect of the human race survived. According to them, the others died together with the Soul Devouring Clan, and they were lucky enough to survive because they were at the outermost edge of the battle.

As for the elites of other races, none of them were spared.

After turning the last page, Lan Qian finally understood why she couldn't sense the soul aura of Mo Jin before.

"So... he's a Soul Devourer?"

Only the Soul Devourers, who have ultimate control over their souls, can conceal their soul aura so perfectly that she cannot detect it.

The reason why Mo Jin concealed his soul aura was probably to prevent others from discovering his identity as a Soul Devourer.

"What are you looking at?"

A clear and gentle voice sounded slowly from behind.

Before she knew it, the man had come behind her.

His deep eyes fixed on the girl for a while, and then fell on the book in the girl's hand. The dim light in the secret room shone on him, and it was vague that the expression on his face could not be seen clearly, but the man's voice was very gentle:

"I was discovered..."

He seemed to sigh.

"I originally wanted to let Qianqian leave, but now... it seems I can't."