Chapter 275: The Young Lady Actually Showed Mercy Towards a Lecher?

“He Yuan, we are not children anymore. Things like corruption, you probably read too much of those erotic novels. Aren’t you ashamed to say such things out loud?”

Her vermilion lips trembled, and her cheeks turned blue and red. This could be said to be Chen Sheng’s last stubbornness.

But at this moment, He Ange also played his final trump card—

Buzz!

As soon as Chen Sheng finished speaking, right in front of her, the silver-haired fairy standing on the balcony not far away, the position of her abdomen under her slender cheongsam, revealed a dazzling dark golden phoenix pattern.

At the same time, He Ange smiled with emotion:

“See that fairy sister, the Chosen One?”

“Miss Sheng’er, to be honest with you, I am not only experienced in corrupting you True Dragon bloodline fairies, but also a professional.”

“Sheng’er, if you think your destiny, your bloodline, your willpower is stronger than that of the Chosen One with both dragon and phoenix bloodlines who can fight with the Empress for a couple of rounds, you can give it a try.”

“…?”

The atmosphere froze for a second.

He Ange looked at An Luo Yi and smiled slightly. At the same time, he raised another hand in front of Chen Sheng, and like a remote control, he easily made the cool fairy who was elegant and dignified a second ago blush with shame in the next second, gently stroking the phoenix pattern on her abdomen, and looked at He Ange with some resentment and love in her eyes.

Obviously, the graceful figure of that Chosen One fairy had been trained and developed to the extreme by He Ange, and the fairy was completely lost in corruption, with peach heart reflections in her phoenix eyes, as if she could not extricate herself from her love for He Ange.

Seeing this, Chen Sheng’s face turned even paler.

That was An Luo Yi.

On weekdays, the aloof and cold aura of this silver-haired fairy, which kept people at a distance, was not inferior to Chen Sheng. Even in terms of the elegance and grace of a noble young lady, An Luo Yi was not inferior to Chen Sheng, a princess of a country, in terms of demeanor and appearance.

Moreover, An Luo Yi was also the Chosen One that the Dragon Dynasty Queen often mentioned. Back then, Chen Sheng heard from her sister that whoever got Luo Yi would get the world. It can be seen that even the Dragon Dynasty Queen attached great importance to An Luo Yi, the Chosen One…

Such a Chosen One, with both dragon and phoenix bloodlines, was actually controlled by He Ange like this.

How could Chen Sheng, a princess of the Dragon Dynasty with only the True Dragon bloodline, and her destiny might not be as good as An Luo Yi’s, escape He Ange’s clutches?

As an outsider, Chen Sheng did not know about the ambiguous relationship between An Luo Yi and He Ange since childhood, nor could she know that An Luo Yi voluntarily gave up her body to be corrupted.

After all, normal people would instinctively think that the Dragon Dynasty is the righteous path of people’s hearts. How could a dignified righteous fairy choose the Dragon Dynasty but be corrupted in the evil sect camp? It must have been forced by He Ange, the villain. An Luo Yi must have been forcibly rewritten her consciousness and personality!

In this way, He Ange’s methods are so terrifying that he can even steal women from the Dragon Queen… Chen Sheng is not stupid. She would be terrified and chilled to the bone if she thought about it a little!

Unfortunately, He Ange knew that Chen Sheng had misunderstood.

But He Ange didn’t say it. He deliberately used this information gap to create a sense of panic for Chen Sheng.

Obviously, An Luo Yi’s coy performance, and He Ange’s villainous temperament, one singing the white face and the other the red face, successfully broke through Chen Sheng’s last line of defense.

“You… don’t mess around, He Yuan, I warn you, your kind of threat is basically useless to me… Wuwu!”

Seeing that Chen Sheng was about to cry out in fear, He Ange covered her mouth to prevent her from making a fuss, so as not to attract his protector.

At the same time, He Ange also put his face to the golden-haired girl’s ear and whispered:

“Miss Sheng’er, if you don’t want me to do anything, why don’t we change places and talk in detail?”

“Wuwu! Wuwu—!!”

Where do you want to take me?

The girl shook her head desperately, but no matter how much she shouted, she couldn’t make a sound.

Chen Sheng wanted to call her guardian grandfather to save her, but she found that she was already trapped in the abyss portal and was easily taken to another pavilion by He Ange.

“He Yuan, if you dare to touch me, I will definitely kill you!”

In the empty pavilion, the golden-haired girl hugged herself and curled up on the couch. Her face was stained with two lines of tears, her eyes were red from crying, and she bit her vermilion lips pitifully and sobbed.

Chen Sheng was scared out of her wits.

She had never experienced such a terrifying experience since she was a child. The tears were like an out-of-control dam, crying like rain, like a little flower cat drenched in rain, showing all its pitifulness and aggrievement…

Across from Chen Sheng, He Ange sat calmly on the couch, holding a cup of hot tea in his arms, calm and composed, holding the teacup to his lips, looking down leisurely, gently blowing the tea, and then taking a sip, showing all his enjoyment and leisure.

She hugged herself and cried so aggrieved, but he seemed to have entered sage mode, the evening breeze was leisurely, raising a few strands of the young man’s hair, the moon-white holy robe was immortal and elegant, and his spirit was like jade.

After a while, a figure of a man in black appeared in the sky.

He Ange looked sideways and stared at the man in black in the distance, but he did not dodge or evade, and still sat calmly in place.

Whoosh—!

The man in black descended from the sky and stood behind He Ange in the pavilion. He put away his dragon wings and placed a pure black ghost sword on He Ange’s head.

With the help of the moonlight and the lights in the pavilion, He Ange could see in the corner of his eye that on the face of the man in black, on the old man’s lean and ancient face, there was a shocking scar on his left eye.

“Boy, what did you do to my young lady?”

The old man’s voice was full of anger, but more of it was confusion.

Because tonight’s matter is very strange.

On the surface, it seemed that Chen Sheng had been humiliated, hugging herself and crying aggrievedly… but in fact, as a guardian, Langya did not sense any warning of the young lady’s body being defiled, and Chen Sheng herself did not promptly notify Langya to protect her.

This is very strange.

Langya is not sure what happened between the two young people, but the current situation given to Langya is that the body of the Dragon Dynasty Princess seems to have been defiled by a handsome and dashing Holy Son of the Evil Sect?

Because of the uncertainty, this is why Langya is now most wary of He Yuan, rather than full of killing intent.

“Miss, shall I kill this evil creature?”

Langya held the knife to He Ange’s neck and asked in a cold and ruthless voice.

But after a long silence, the True Dragon girl on the opposite side bit her lips, turned her head away aggrievedly, her face slightly red, unable to speak—

“…?”

At this moment, Langya understood that the young lady had softened.

After following Chen Sheng for so many years, this was the first time Langya had seen this rebellious princess show mercy towards an evil cultivator and a lecher…