Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

Chu Ziyu did not answer, but just closed his eyes gently, as if even looking at him for one more second was torture.

Lin Ci'an's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Okay."

He whispered, "Since you won't tell me, I'll just look at it myself."

His mental tentacles suddenly pierced into Chu Ziyu's mental barrier, forcibly tearing open the memories that were blocked by chains.

&34;Ugh—!&34;

Chu Ziyu groaned, his body shaking violently, the chains cutting deeply into his flesh, blood flowing down the cross.

&34;Stop...&34;

He spoke hoarsely, his right eye bloodshot, "Get out..."

Lin Ci'an turned a deaf ear to him, clasped his five fingers around the back of his neck, and forcefully invaded with his mental power, like a sharp knife ruthlessly cutting open his closed mind.

"It's not up to you."

The snowfield began to collapse.

Chu Ziyu's pupils suddenly contracted, his golden left eye flickered wildly, but a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Xiao An is really disobedient..."

His voice suddenly changed, becoming creepily sweet: "Do you really need to see how dirty I am?"

The mental pollution of the second personality surged like a tide, the dark golden mist corroded Lin Ci'an's mental barrier, and the black cat screamed in pain.

Lin Ci'an suddenly raised his hand and slapped Chu Ziyu hard in the face!

&34;Bang!&34;

The crisp sound of slapping exploded in the mental picture, and even the blizzard stopped.

Chu Ziyu's face was knocked to the side, his silver hair scattered messily in front of his eyes. The tip of his tongue touched his numb cheek, the taste of blood spread in his mouth, and a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

He slowly turned his head, and for the first time, a look of astonishment appeared in his golden left eye. Even the spreading mental pollution stopped for a moment.

"Are you awake?"

Lin Ci'an grabbed his collar and said in a voice as cold as ice, "Why are you pretending to be pitiful? Why are you acting like a lunatic?"

(Don’t look at me like that…)

(So ​​cool…)

Chu Ziyu's Adam's apple rolled unbearably.

The black cat took the opportunity to disperse the spiritual pollution around it with one claw, and stood in front of Lin Ci'an with its teeth bared.

&34;You think you're so great just locking yourself up in here?&34;

Lin Ci'an's fingers almost pinched his collarbone, "Who are you showing this self-torture look to? Chu Ziyu, wake up."

Chu Ziyu's eyelashes trembled, and the golden color began to flicker unsteadily.

&34;The Chu Ziyu I know,&34;

Lin Ci'an said word by word, "He's the bastard who would crawl in front of me and say 'Don't be afraid, Xiao An' even if his mental image is shattered into pieces."

The blackening value is reduced by 18%, and the current blackening value is 48%.

The snowfield suddenly shook violently!

The pollution of the second personality surged again, but it was much weaker than before.

Chu Ziyu's right eye gradually regained clarity, but the gilded left eye twisted and struggled: "Shut up... What do you know... He is such an indecisive waste... I should take him away..."

The code word hasn't been finished yet.

Before he could finish his words, he was slapped again.

&34;Bang!&34;

Another loud slap, so powerful that Chu Ziyu staggered.

His silver hair was scattered messily, covering his cheeks.

Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

Bright red fingerprints quickly appeared on the pale cheeks, standing out against the cool skin.

"Waste?"

Lin Ci'an grabbed his collar, his knuckles turning white from the force. "How dare you, a defective product with no complete personality, judge him?"

The black cat spirit took the opportunity to disperse the last wisp of dark golden mist with one claw, and let out a victorious hiss.

Chu Ziyu's left eye flickered violently, and the golden color flickered, like a light bulb with poor contact.

His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but Lin Ci'an pinched his chin and forced his face up.

&34;Listen up,&34;

Lin Ci'an's voice was soft, but as sharp as a knife. "As long as I'm alive, you'll never be able to completely occupy this body."

Mental power suddenly erupted, covering Chu Ziyu's entire mental picture.

The collapse of the snowfield suddenly stopped, and the flying snow froze in mid-air.

Chu Ziyu's pupils dilated slightly, and the gold color of his left eye faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the familiar silver-gray underneath.

&34;Xiao...An...&34;

The weak voice just came out.

Lin Ci'an suddenly broke the last chain and whispered to him amid the roar of the collapsing cross, "The more you do this—"

&34;I will drag you back from hell with my own hands.&34;

The black cat took the opportunity to pounce and bit the dark golden mist that tried to counterattack.

Chu Ziyu's whole body trembled, and his left eye finally completely returned to black. He fell forward as if exhausted.

Lin Ci'an caught it in his arms.

Snow stopped.