Chapter 414: Chapter 414

414: Chapter 401: The Lonely Tusk 414: Chapter 401: The Lonely Tusk Si Li did not enjoy this kind of languorous comfort that sapped one’s will, she wanted to wake up, but her spirit was extremely weary and powerless, as if even the strength to open her eyelids had been carried away by the flowing water.

Strange, so the world beyond the Bronze Gate of legend also has flowing waters and clear springs?

Splash, a faint sound disrupted the noise of the water hitting the spring stones.

Suddenly, Si Li felt a cold hand pressed against the back of her neck, gently lifting her, with submerged cheeks still trickled by the river water, slowly surfacing.

She was embraced around the waist and wholly lifted up by someone.

The dripping hand still controlled the back of her neck; his body was extremely cold, like a block of ice.

Si Li was not afraid of the cold, but the chill incessantly invaded her marrow, making her uncontrollably shiver in his embrace.

The person’s steps paused, then continued.

It was uncertain how long they walked, but she seemed to hear the vague sound of human conversation, and there seemed to be others following him.

Then very quickly, a gentle warmth rose around her body, even with her eyes closed, she could feel a hint of warm, orange firelight spreading.

In the endless darkness, the crackling sound of branches burning could occasionally be heard.

In a sense, she did not like things related to fire and light, symbols of the sun, even if only faint, still felt piercing to the eyes.

Her wet clothes were slowly being steamed warm; she did not adjust well to the firelight and tiredly shifted her body slightly.

Her reaction was very subtle, but the person holding her was keenly aware of it.

The palm supporting her neck gradually loosened, then hesitantly, touched her cheek.

Si Li curled her powerless fingertips, a touch of killing intent surged in her heart.

Then, the hand on her cheek gently pushed inwards, and her head was nestled into a cold chest.

Si Li couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose, deeply averse to this sudden forced act of intimacy.

She wanted to get away from this embrace, but from his chest, there came a faint breath that hooked her, making her unconsciously press harder into his embrace.

Two gasps sounded beside them.

The hand on her cheek also stiffened slightly, and after a long silence, the person commented with a rather complex tone, “Indeed.”

The hand left her cheek, and soon, a slender and cold finger slowly probed into her lips, rubbing gently inside until it found a Tusk between her teeth.

Si Li, barely able to open her eyes, instantly felt a surge of chilling hostility between her brows, and her powerless fingertips curled even more fiercely.

The Tusk of a corpse demon was a symbol of the proud and noble existence of the Corpse Demon Clan.

Normally, a corpse demon that had developed consciousness would, at the brink of death, rather endure unbearable extreme pain and destroy their Tusks than let themselves die without dignity, allowing anyone to casually touch their Tusks.

Especially for someone of the Royal Family, like her great existence.

Ever since ancient times, no one has ever dared so recklessly touch her Tusks.

The Blood Energy that was nearly depleted surged and boiled once more.

The unbearable humiliation made her unconsciously clamp her teeth, wishing she could bite through his detested finger.

However, Si Li underestimated her own weakness.

Not only was her body severely injured by the Heavenly Sword, but that woman had also planted an Immortal Seal on it, rendering her physique no different from an ordinary person, and then she had fallen from a high place, severely damaging her internal organs.

Even the strength to bite was now lost, her weakened lips were as feeble as those of a newborn kitten, soft and powerless.

Far from being able to bite through the finger, the powerless rubbing of her sharp Tusk seemed to tickle him.

Pleasing him somehow, laughter drifted down from above.

That finger did not retract, instead, it outrageously pinched her Tusk, then switched to another, comparing which was sharper.

Now, both Tusks had been desecrated!

Corpse demons do not need to breathe, but at this moment, Si Li’s chest was rising and falling slightly.

She was indeed very angry.

That icy finger suddenly stopped on a Tusk, and Si Li suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Among human cultivators, there were some who imprudently collected corpse demons’ Tusks for pleasure, seeing it as a glory to treasure the spoils of their hunted prey.

Moreover, corpse demon Tusks in themselves were extremely valuable, a rare material for Artifact Refining.

If this person had any vile intentions, it would be within reason.

As this cold thought arose in her mind, the finger in her mouth moved gently, pressing the sharp Tusk with its soft pad, and a sweet and cold Blood Energy bloomed on the tip of her tongue.

Just a touch, but the Blood Energy contained such a unique essence that it gave her an intense stimulus, even a shudder.

Her body, extremely weak and starving, instantly reached a boiling state.

Undoubtedly, this was precisely what Si Li now intensely craved.

The taste of that blood caused Si Li to tremble all over, her eyelids which could not be forced open, suddenly snapped wide, as if receiving a huge stimulus.

Her beautiful camellia-like eyes began to flicker with a crimson light, her vision blurred, and even before she could clear see the person’s face, she pushed desperately, rolling out of his embrace in utter disarray and landed beside the campfire.

Her black dress was smeared with dirt and dry leaves.

Baili An was also startled, raising his injured finger, looking incredulously at the royal sister with an exaggerated reaction.

Seeing her in a disheveled state, he reached out in a daze to help.

“Don’t come closer!” Si Li clutched the fabric over her chest, lying on the ground, her lightly parted lips gently breathing in a manner that was especially provocative and sensual.

Surprisingly, her complexion lacked the unique pallor of a corpse demon, and from the corners of her eyes, two faint blushes bloomed, her emerald eyes shone brightly, reflecting the light of the campfire, as if flowers were blooming brilliantly within them, gorgeously unparalleled.

She lay there on the ground, biting her lip, flicking her eyes up to glare, yet without a shred of deterrence, revealing a charm utterly different from her usual sharp and proud demeanor, which was intriguing in its own way.

Baili An was stunned for a moment.

He thought to himself, he had only fed her a mouthful of blood, how did it turn into a scene where she seemed to have been grievously wronged by him?

“I… I just saw that you, sister Si Li, were very hungry, so I fed you a little blood.”

Baili An was very aware of limits, and did not directly offer his neck to her, so he just offered a finger, never expecting such a big reaction from her.