The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

"Yan Chuan, you are a complete waste."

The voice was eerie and harsh, as if it came from the depths of Yan Chuan's heart, carrying endless malice and ridicule.

The air around him seemed to stagnate at this moment, and black air swirled around him into a deadly vortex, swallowing up all light.

"Your mother doesn't want you, your father uses you, the entire Xu family abuses you, and no one in this world wants you!" The voice became more and more ferocious, and every word shocked him to the point of collapse.

"Look around you. Those hypocritical people on the First Peak only dare to stand outside my demonic aura. They say they want to save you, but no one dares to get close!"

"Shut up!" Yan Chuan fell into chaos. He looked at the dark shadow in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, enduring the severe pain in his body: "Yingxue, she clearly helped me block a sword..."

After hearing this, the inner demon laughed out loud in front of him: "So what? She blocked a sword for you and her clothes were torn to shreds. Otherwise, I can help you force out the energy in your body. Do you think you have the ability to fight back? Yan Chuan, wake up, only I can help you!"

Yan Chuan knelt in the chaos, his body slightly bent, his hands tightly holding his head, desperately resisting this force.

His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were empty and confused, like a struggling beast, lingering on the edge of despair.

"I can't be possessed by the devil... I promised Yingxue that I would never be possessed by the devil... I practice the righteous path, the righteous path!"

"Hehehe! You think that because you practice the righteous way, your heart is righteous? If your heart was righteous, you wouldn't have killed your father's men that day."

"That's because he deserves to die!" Yan Chuan suddenly raised his head, the bloodshot in his eyes became more intense, and he was burning with anger.

"But I've killed you! Look, this hideous face is your true self. You have to understand, I didn't just appear today. I've been lurking in your heart since you were a child. Haven't you realized how dark your heart is? In fact, you've wanted to kill everyone in the Xu family for a long time, haven't you?"

Yan Chuan's mind was in chaos, and the past came flooding back like a tide: the shadow of childhood, the corrupt family affection, the cruel hatred...

"No... It's not like that..." He whispered painfully, his throat feeling as if it was being pressed down by a stone: "I can't become a demon... I promised Yingxue..."

Yan Chuan's expression became more and more painful, his whole body felt like it was being burned by fire, every violent tremor seemed to be tearing his soul apart, and the inner struggle made him almost unbearable.

The inner demon continued, "Look at you, you don't even have the ability to protect your sweetheart. If it weren't for me, Jiang Yingxue might really have gone to the other person's room tonight. Why are you so ungrateful? Come on, you and I are one. I am you and you are me."

"I don't want it...I don't want Yingxue to hate me..."

"No?" The inner demon's voice gradually became contemptuous, with a hint of inexplicable sarcasm: "This is a world where the strong are respected. Do you know that if you are strong enough, the right path and the wrong path will no longer matter! Don't you want Jiang Yingxue? Her heart will belong to you sooner or later. As long as you give your body to me, you can get anything. I will make everything happen for you, and make her belong only to you."

The voice of the inner demon lingered in Yan Chuan's ears like a poisonous snake.

Yan Chuan shook his head: "It's different... that's different..."

"Okay, stop struggling..." the inner demon continued, "It's futile for you to struggle any further. You know that if you don't accept me, you will eventually die in endless pain. No one can break through this layer of evil energy and save you."

After saying that, the inner demon laughed twice, and his voice became more sinister: "Also, think about it from another perspective. If you don't have the ability, then anyone can touch her."

"Don't touch her!" Yan Chuan's voice suddenly surged, like a roar squeezed out of his throat, as if everything was pushed to the limit.

Do you want to die?

Anyway, there really is no one in this world who loves me. Death may be the best way to escape.

However, at this moment of despair that almost swallowed him, his body suddenly felt an unexpected chill.

The coolness seemed to come suddenly from all directions, quickly seeping into every inch of his skin, suddenly reducing the heat and pain in his body, and even making every breath a little smoother.

Gradually, the voice of the inner demon that echoed in my ears seemed to become distant, and reason began to return.

Yan Chuan's vision gradually became clear, and a familiar fragrance came to him. His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he could not believe that Jiang Yingxue was hugging him tightly.

"Yingxue?" He whispered, his voice choked. He even doubted whether this was another beautiful dream woven by his inner demons for him.

When Jiang Yingxue heard Yan Chuan's call, her heart tightened and she raised her head almost reflexively. She quickly looked around and found that the black air was gradually disappearing.

She held Yan Chuan's face excitedly: "Are you awake?"

Yan Chuan raised his hand and gently held her wrist. The touch of his fingertips made him stunned for a moment.

"How did you get in?" Yan Chuan suddenly reacted, looked around in panic, and his eyes fell on Jiang Yingxue.

His heart sank, and he quickly checked her appearance, fearing that she had any wounds or injuries. When he saw that she was intact and without any scars, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if a huge stone that had been weighing on his heart had finally been lifted.

Afterwards, Yan Chuan smiled helplessly. That smile was weak and bitter, with a hint of self-mockery: "Indeed, you shouldn't be able to get in with that demonic energy. Am I still dreaming?"

"No." Jiang Yingxue looked at Yan Chuan distressedly, her voice lowered a few notches due to the guilt and worry in her heart. She knew she couldn't keep this a secret any longer, so she said, "I have inherited the legacy of Venerable Lingxu, and I have already mastered the Lanxu Heart Technique. So... I'm sorry for keeping it a secret from you."

"So you are really Jiang Yingxue? This isn't a dream?"

Jiang Yingxue pursed her lips and nodded gently: "It's not a dream."

Instantly, Yan Chuan's heart felt like it was struck hard by something. Without any hesitation, he suddenly reached out and pulled Jiang Yingxue into his arms, so strong that she felt almost dazed.

"That's great, really...that's great..." Yan Chuan whispered, his voice hoarse, but with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and relief.

It turns out that Jiang Yingxue did not give up on herself, and even rushed into the evil spirit to save him, again and again...

Gradually, the surrounding demonic energy dissipated. The people from the First Peak all rushed to the arena. Chu Ying, upon seeing this, immediately narrowed her eyes and tactfully stopped.

Oh, let the eldest brother hold me for a while longer.