Chapter 92: Volume 1, Chapter 92: Skin Hunger x Evil Spirit x Obsession (16)

Lu Zheng wasn't particularly surprised.

Being able to create a terrifying 'curse' that plunges the whole world into a dangerous apocalyptic slaughter, his resurrection is not strange.

His back ached all over, and he gently inhaled the scent of the person in his arms, as if it could ease the pain, making him press tightly against them without being able to stop.

Soon after, he laid her flat on the bed, waiting for her to gradually regain consciousness, and said solemnly:

"This disaster was caused by him alone."

Jiang Zhi blinked blankly, the man's face and the silver light above his head reflected in her eyes; she stared for a long time and murmured, "... What?"

Lu Zheng lightly brushed her crimson eye corners, and his words made her face grow increasingly pale.

"He hides a laboratory in his bedroom, one I don't even know about." He lowered his voice, "The things made there will produce monsters that only kill."

"He must have been planning this for a long time, waiting for after his death to carry it out."

Jiang Zhi clenched the sheet beneath her, as if she had thought of something, her face full of fear.

Lu Zheng grasped her cold fingers, soothing her tense heart, "I won't let him hurt you."

Jiang Zhi remained silent, lowering her eyes, waiting for his next words.

"Only by killing him can we stop this disaster." He said each word deliberately.

Jiang Zhi gripped his hand, urgent and nervous, "Really? If we kill him, will the world return to normal?"

Lu Zheng's deep eyes were filled only with her, giving the impression of gentleness steeped in affection, and he answered softly, "Yes."

Information from the state government's secret laboratory said that this 'curse' originated from Lu Yiluo, continuously releasing toxin like a parasitic worm, selecting a host and then using slaughter as nourishment.

She is the only one who can approach Lu Yiluo; as long as she kills him, the world will return to normal.

Lu Zheng clearly knew he liked her, but all such affection seemed insignificant in the face of the world's peril.

Most importantly, kill Lu Yiluo.

She will not be in danger; at least before killing Lu Yiluo, she will not die.

He will do everything in his power to protect her fully.

It was just before four o'clock.

The secretary knocked and entered.

"Mr. Lu, the helicopter is already waiting outside."

Lu Zheng had to go out of town, and he ordered a subordinate to send her home.

After returning home, Jiang Zhi finished her bath and came out of the bathroom, unable to help but exclaim, "The male lead truly lives up to being the male lead."

777: "Although Lu Zheng is a villain's alter ego, he has the halo and sense of duty of a male lead, making him hard to change."

"Even if the Host raises his Favorability to 90, it still cannot easily change the male lead."

Jiang Zhi gave a light laugh, reclining comfortably on the sofa as the TV screen played a comedy film.

"I know." She shrugged, chewing the soft candy in her mouth, "I never thought he could change anything; otherwise the male lead would be no different from the villain."

Just that, being used in this way, she wasn't very happy.

"Just thinking about tonight's little cutie makes me feel much better." The sweet fruity fragrance filled her mouth; she glanced at the clock—it was just past five.

She was already somewhat impatient.

Lying on her side on the sofa, Jiang Zhi gradually felt drowsy, closed her eyes, and as the TV sound grew fainter, she drifted into sleep.

A few minutes passed.

The TV screen began to flicker, showing snow like an old malfunctioning television.

The temperature in the living room dropped, a chilling yin aura spread, enveloping the person on the sofa.

As soon as Jiang Zhi's skin touched the chill, she woke up, opening her bleary eyes and barely making out the boy beside the sofa.

The boy half-crouched beside her, reaching out with his fingers to part the black hair on her forehead, then slowly moving down to lightly touch her warm cheek; the warmth and sensation made him unable to let go.

Jiang Zhi's body tensed, then returned to normal in the next second; she rubbed the back of his hand and whispered, "Young master, you've come."

Lu Yiluo's black eyes flickered with a hint of surprise; he hadn't expected her to be so obedient and reliant.

Clearly, at noon she had still been very afraid of him.

"Aren't you afraid of me anymore?"

He leaned close to her brows and eyes, their noses touching, locking gazes with her beautiful clear eyes, not missing a single flicker of expression in hers.

Jiang Zhi took the initiative to kiss his lips, a dragonfly-touch that stopped as soon as it made contact.

Lu Yiluo would not let her go; he supported her soft face, pursuing her fragrant soft lips to suck and bite.

Her lips were wet and hot, soft beyond measure.

Having not seen each other for a day, the boy pressed on fiercely and urgently, like a starving wolf or tiger, or like a person finding an oasis in the desert.

A gloomy cold seeped into her lips and teeth, while her body burned all over, the heat reaching her heart and making it tingle.

The boy, unsatisfied, restrained her from retreating, kissing her in various ways; the ever-intensifying stimulation made her body go limp, leaning against him with no gap, so close she could even feel his obvious physical change.

But just then.

A sharp blade suddenly pierced his chest; Lu Yiluo's motion halted abruptly, pain bloomed in his chest that should not have been there, like being doused with corrosive liquid, unbearable.

He let out a muffled groan.

He lowered his gaze to the blade at his chest, while the woman before him stumbled out of his embrace, her body limp as she leaned against the table, watching him warily and on guard.

Although it was just an ordinary small knife, its blade was coated with a special agent. A knife specifically designed to counter Lu Yiluo was given to her by Lu Zheng's secretary.

Lu Yiluo fears light; ultraviolet rays from the sun are deadly to him, whether alive or dead.

But Jiang Zhi exercised restraint; the drug on this small knife would not kill him, only injure him.

"Why?" the boy exclaimed in disbelief, staring blankly at her, his brows and eyes showing deep anguish.

The bodily pain alone was not enough to cause such an expression; it stemmed from his heart, hurting so much he could barely breathe.

He never imagined that the first person to come kill him would be—Ayu.

Jiang Zhi gripped the edge of the table behind her, her weak breath sounding slow and drawn out as she said: "Lu Yiluo, all of this is your doing; everyone died because of you. You are a demon, a monster."

【Villain Lu Yiluo Hatred Value 76】

Lu Yiluo had heard too many such words; from birth, everyone feared him, despised him, rejected him.

In their mouths, he was a monster that could not see the light, a maggot that could only live in gutters, the Lu family's Young master who ought to have died long ago.

He had never seen sunlight; from childhood, he could only stay in darkness, unable to go out, unable to run around like ordinary peers. He couldn't even walk, slumped in a wheelchair, only able to feel the outside light through thick curtains.

Until he met her.

Only then did Lu Yiluo feel that he too was a person, not a monster.

"Ayu." He let the blade at his chest sear his body, yet heedlessly walked to her face, his long, pale eyes drooping, his arms encircling her waist, burying his face in her neck, over and over calling her name in a possessed manner, his low voice choking and hoarse:

"Can you kiss me just once? I forgive you for what just happened…… I don't blame you…… I beg you……"

Like a humble, homeless stray dog, he wagged his tail and begged for her pity.

Jiang Zhi, held by him, watched his body gradually turn into black smoke, about to vanish before her eyes.

At the last moment, she let out a soft sigh, all pretense gone from her eyes, she rose on tiptoe and kissed his cheek.

This was the first time she did not play a role, but followed her own inner thoughts.