The hysterical roar in her ears made Feng Yuhuai's face change dramatically. She hurriedly clutched Cang Qingsen's arm with both hands as countless threads erupted suddenly, shooting out from her fingertips.

Crack! Crack!

The bloody bones were wrapped tightly by the threads, cutting dense scratches into them.

The bones visibly deformed and elongated, revealing harrowing cracks.

Cang Qingsen's ten fingers were tightly intertwined, the bone fingers trembling violently as if enduring unspeakable pain, slowly being cruelly snapped apart, emitting distressing sharp snaps.

Amid the crackling sounds, first, two little fingers entwined and were forcefully torn apart, like broken fibers, drawing out a string of shattered bones, followed by the ring finger, the index finger…

The pain of the ten fingers being torn numbered nearly made one faint. Cang Qingsen's remaining eyeball bulged out, seemingly ready to fall out of its socket.

Cang Qingsen's face was completely twisted, only continuously laughing wildly: "I told you there was a third person in the building, you didn't believe it, you didn't believe it, hahaha, then let's die together."

Feng Yuhuai's neck twisted ninety degrees in a stiff and unnatural posture, her gaze frozen, pupils rapidly constricting; a strange male face appeared in her vision.

The man slowly took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose, his movements cautious and meticulous, gently placing them on a pile of debris nearby, even using his little finger to nudge the glasses lightly, ensuring they were placed just right.

In the dark curtains, a man quietly walked out, his movements calm and unhurried, without a hint of violence, but instead exuded a sense of easy-going leisure.

However, this calmness made Feng Yuhuai feel a bone-chilling cold, her limbs felt tightly wrapped by icy tentacles, a chill spreading from her fingertips to her heart.

"Let go, let go!" Feng Yuhuai screamed overlappingly from her mouth, frantically twisting her body, with Cang Qingsen's more frenzied laugh behind her.

However, faster than Feng Yuhuai's screams was the man's footsteps, as the man stepped forward, seeming to drag a blur of afterimages behind him, appearing in front of her in a flash.

Feng Yuhuai's scream abruptly stopped, as if cut off by an invisible pair of scissors.

She could clearly see the face close by, that wickedly charming face so fair and flawless it seemed poreless, and she could also feel the other's breath carrying a chilly air gently brushing against her face.

That chill was like tiny ice needles, stimulating each pore on her face, making her facial pores involuntarily contract and shiver slightly.

The man's palm raised slowly, gently and slowly sliding across her cheek, looking like a gentle caress between lovers.

Goosebumps surfaced densely on Feng Yuhuai's skin, her gaze fixed on the gentle curve at the man's lips, feeling a chill run through her entire body.

Cang Qingsen's mouth spread wide in an exaggerated grin, emitting a crow-like unpleasant laugh, eagerly anticipating the ensuing dramatic scene.

He was familiar with this scene; when he dyed kittens and puppies, his actions were just as gentle and delicate. He seemed to already see the wistfully beautiful image of Feng Yuhuai dyed in blood.

Cang Qingsen's ten fingers had already fractured six, the four remaining fingers filled with cracks, and his skinned arm was wrapped with red threads, as if sprouting layers of flesh once again.

Yet, at this moment, he seemed unable to feel any pain, the anticipation and longing in his heart numbed his senses, as if he had drunk T-37 type "Awakening Liquid".

Feng Yuhuai's reaction was diametrically opposed, the terror like a harsh winter wind froze the capillaries in her face, her complexion turning pale and stiff, as if she had prematurely split in two, losing the warmth and vitality of life.

Then, as he and she embraced in this ambiguous air, they finally heard the man in front of them utter his first line with a voice so gentle it could break the heart.

That voice, a bizarre blend of gentleness and eeriness, like the meeting of spring breeze and cold current, made both Cang Qingsen and Feng Yuhuai shiver involuntarily.

"Yuhuai, since you admire me, how can you let other men touch you with their dirty hands? It would contaminate our love."

The air momentarily froze, as did…

Cang Qingsen's smile stiffened, despair and rage surged within him, his sole eye glimmering with shock, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "You two are in cahoots?"

Feng Yuhuai's mind froze, her expression twisted and bizarre, her cheeks on both sides twitching asymmetrically as if struck by invisible electricity.

Two overlapping voices stammered out of her mouth, like a robot stuck in a glitch, struggling and chaotic: "You, you, you…"

The man's palm gently slid off Feng Yuhuai's cheek, accompanied by a low and soothing voice: "Remember, I won't permit any other man to touch you in the future, this time, I'll forgive you, but there won't be another chance!"

As the words fell, his index finger elegantly curved, like an artist finalizing the last stroke on a canvas, lightly and precisely pressing against Cang Qingsen's forehead.

Then, with a quick flick, his finger suddenly unleashed a segment of gruesome bone.

The next instant, Feng Yuhuai felt her heart skip a beat.

Cang Qingsen died inexplicably, and at this moment, there was not a trace of joy in Feng Yuhuai's heart; instead, she even felt a bit sympathetic towards Cang Qingsen.

Because, she had no idea who this man before her was, uttering nonsensical words of love!

The next second, her head stayed motionless, and below her neck, her body twisted oddly like a puppet.

Cang Qingsen's warm and heavy corpse immediately flung away like a lifeless sandbag with her twist, viciously smashing to the ground, rolling and tumbling before finally hitting a pile of debris, with his head tilted and a lifeless eye staring dully at the two.

Breaking free from restraint, Feng Yuhuai instinctively flung out her arm, as the Snake Transformation Force operated, her arm detached like a puppet's limb, separating flesh and blood.

Her wrist and forearm gently parted, her forearm and upper arm subsequently disassembled, with threads of blood fine as threads between them serving as red bonds.

In an instant, her arm extended to three meters long, like a monstrous snake pieced together, flexibly twisting in the air, whipping and cracking the air with crisp explosions.

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