Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

The sentry's breathing was weak, and his pulse was beating rapidly under his pale skin, like a dying bird.

But Chu Ziyu's eyes were still unfamiliar.

——He really doesn’t remember.

This realization made Lin Ci'an's fingers tremble slightly.

"You..." Chu Ziyu's voice was hoarse, blood was oozing from the corners of his lips, and his silver-gray eyelashes drooped, as if he was suppressing the pain. "Are you... taking revenge on me? Why?"

Lin Ci'an's breathing stagnated.

The black cat's spirit's sharp claws were still against the silver wolf's throat. With just a little more force, it could completely tear its spiritual core apart.

But Chu Ziyu's eyes were too clear, so clear that it made him dazed - this was not the madman in his previous life who had crushed his mental picture with a smile.

(He really doesn't know anything.)

(He hasn't turned into that monster yet.)

(So what am I doing now?)

The alarm in the medical cabin sounded sharp and shrill, and the red light flashed, reflecting on the entangled figures of the two people.

Lin Ci'an's spiritual tentacles were still entangled with Chu Ziyu's spiritual image. He could clearly sense the other party's pain, confusion, and even... a faint trace of trust.

(trust?)

Lin Ci'an almost sneered. In his previous life, Chu Ziyu had used this kind of eyes to trick him into stepping into the abyss.

But this time, there was no disguise in Chu Ziyu's mental picture.

The tower ravaged by the blizzard, the tangled chains, and the "things" ramming wildly inside the tower—all of them were real.

(His mental picture...has it always been like this?)

Lin Ci'an's fingers loosened slightly, but the next second, he tightened them again!

(No, I can’t be soft-hearted.)

(Even if he is not reborn now, what about the future?)

(If he is given the opportunity, he will become that madman sooner or later.)

(Why not... destroy him now?)

The black cat's sharp claws pierced the silver wolf's throat, and the connection of the mental picture trembled violently. Chu Ziyu groaned, and more blood flowed from the corners of his lips.

His silver wolf spirit curled up in pain, but still did not resist. It just looked at Lin Ci'an with its eyes, like a silent question.

Chu Ziyu felt the gradually tightening force on his neck and was pleased to find that the other person's fingertips were trembling.

(What are you struggling with?)

(Want to kill me, but can't?)

(Or should I say…)

When Lin Ci'an leaned closer, Chu Ziyu suddenly raised his hand "weakly" and his fingertips gently brushed the other's wrist.

——The fingertips with thin calluses pressed on the pulse inconspicuously.

(My heart is beating so fast.)

He closed his eyes contentedly and chuckled inwardly.

(Looks like I'm not the only one enjoying this game.)

His fingertips trembled slightly, but his spiritual tentacles were still tightly wrapped around Chu Ziyu's spiritual core.

With just a little more force, he could completely destroy this future threat.

But at this moment——

"boom!"

The door of the medical cabin was violently broken open, and the fully armed tower guards rushed in, pointing their guns at the two of them!

"Illegal mental suppression detected! Lift it immediately!" the leading commander shouted sternly.

Lin Ci'an's eyes turned cold, and the black cat's spirit body instantly stood up, and its sharp claws made a harsh sound as they scratched the ground.

But at this moment, Chu Ziyu suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Lin Ci'an's wrist!

"Don't..." His voice was weak, but it carried a force that could not be rejected. "...Don't resist."

Lin Ci'an was stunned.

(He's...protecting me?)

(You're the one who's trying to stop me from attacking the tower even though you're about to die?)

(madman……)

(Same madman as in previous life!)