Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

Shiga didn't hide anything, only saying calmly, "Cat, the reason I came to the Demon Realm this time is to resolve all of this."

His expression was calm, and his tone was soft.

He stared at Jiang Xiyu, then said slowly, "Since you know about my grudges with him, you know that this day will eventually come for us."

Jiang Xiyu looked into his eyes and saw that his pupils were very dark and the marks between his eyebrows and eyes were very red.

After seeing Shiga again, Jiang Xiyu was overwhelmed with grief and guilt, and he completely ignored the color of the mark between Shiga's eyebrows and eyes.

All he remembered was that the Buddhist seal was supposed to be golden, but now it had turned into a strange, beautiful red.

Shiga's features were gentle, and the halo behind him exuded divinity. At this moment, in Jiang Xiyu's eyes, his face seemed to be blurred by the golden light, as if, without realizing it, even this person was a trivial matter before his eyes.

Jiang Xiyu's heart tightened, but given the current situation, there was no time for him to ask why the Buddha Seal had turned red.

Before meeting Shiga this time, he had already decided that when that day came, he would not intervene.

Because the last thing Shiga did when he came to the human world was to subdue evil thoughts and bring them back to the Buddha's realm.

He couldn't be selfish; he couldn't keep him, nor could he keep Yuejia...

However, he couldn't just stand by and watch the two of them get hurt.

Suddenly, a sharp red light shot towards Shiga's back.

Jiang Xiyu raised her voice, warning, "Master, be careful!"

Shiga didn't even turn his head, and led him away to safety.

Throughout the entire ordeal, no matter how tense the situation, Shiga's gaze never left him.

Jiang Xiyu watched the arrow-like red light brush past him, his heart unable to calm down for a long time.

In fact, Shiga had not made a move in order to protect him.

Jiang Xiyu saw all of this.

He knew a battle was inevitable between them, and in the end, he simply said, "Then, Master, please put me down."

Bringing him along would ultimately be a burden.

lay down……

Upon hearing this, Shiga seemed to only hear those two words before he could no longer continue listening, and his aura seemed to momentarily falter.

He held Jiang Xiyu tightly in his arms, his hands unconsciously tightening around her.

If we let go today, we may never see each other again.

His gaze fell on Jiang Xiyu's lips.

On the eve of parting, he wanted to steal a kiss from his beloved.

I felt sad, yet there was also a faint sense of joy.

He eagerly awaited that kiss.

During the wait, he had never experienced such a chaotic moment, nor such a thrilling one.

He thought that if he could, he would leave this world at that moment.

He was willing to do so.

However, all of this was ultimately nothing but his delusion.

Between him and her, it was like that kiss that never came; seemingly so close, yet worlds apart.

Shiga gazed at Jiang Xiyu for a long time, a trace of indescribable emotion flashing across his still eyes, an emotion that seemed to have traversed thousands of years of light and shadow, as if it had seen through everything, before vanishing in an instant.

Jiang Xiyu was stunned by that look in his eyes, and he felt as if he had said something wrong.

So those compassionate eyes were like plum blossoms falling in the cold, and his gaze seemed to be tinged with a sorrow and loneliness that had never faded over the years.

Even though those faint sorrows and loneliness were so fleeting that they couldn't withstand scrutiny, Jiang Xiyu felt a strange sense of grief welling up in her heart.

He suddenly felt like saying, "Forget it, don't let me go."

However, Shiga remained silent for a long time, but when he couldn't help but want to speak, he agreed.

"it is good."

It's a very light word, yet it feels like an incredibly obscure and difficult scripture; you only realize how difficult it is to say it once you've uttered it.

There was something in Jiang Xiyu's heart that he couldn't ignore, something he didn't want to ignore, but he couldn't quite figure out what it was.

Shiga smiled at him, then reassured Jiang Xiyu with a final sigh: "Don't worry, I won't hurt him..."

When a person is deeply in love with someone who doesn't love them back, they always subconsciously want to make one-sided demands in the relationship, fantasize about the other person, and then misinterpret the other person in their words, word by word, until they convince themselves that they can pretend to be magnanimous and composed.

Before that kiss landed, and while that person's gaze fell on someone else, Shiga thought he had convinced himself to let go, but he still couldn't help but overthink.

If one of us is destined to get hurt, would you choose me or him?

When you were fighting, were the things you said about me or him?

Excessive anxiety about gains and losses has left Shiga heartbroken.

He suddenly stopped thinking about it, and simply raised his hand to gather his magic power, gently tapping Jiang Xiyu's brow.

A faint light and shadow enveloped Jiang Xiyu's eyebrows and eyes, and then disappeared immediately after the golden magic power was injected.

Jiang Xiyu didn't feel anything particularly strong; he just looked at Shijia, wanting to say something.

But suddenly Shiga seemed to be in great pain, raising his hand to cover his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The blood was spat out to the side, some of it splashing onto Jiang Xiyu's face.

Jiang Xiyu felt the bloodstains on his face, his eyes widened, and his heart trembled.

His face immediately turned even paler than Shiga's, and his voice was low and broken as he asked helplessly, "Master, Master... what happened to you... how could you be bleeding..."

“I’m fine…” Shiga whispered. “Don’t be afraid.”

Jiang Xiyu supported him, feeling the sinister gaze behind him, so intense that he could no longer ignore it.

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned his head back.

Not far away, Yuejia stood in the void, surrounded by blood-red light. He looked like a ghost emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, or a god who had fallen into hell. His gaze seemed to be that of a madman or someone who had lost control.

The moment Jiang Xiyu met his gaze, she felt as if she were being strangled.

He stared blankly at it.

A blood-red crystal materialized in Yuejia's hand. The crystal resembled a sword, with two extremely sharp ends. Even from a distance, Jiang Xiyu could still feel the killing intent contained within it.

A murderous intent permeated the air, and a chilling glint emanated from the eyes.

Yuejia's pupils were a deep, dark red. When he saw Jiang Xiyu looking over, a smile, both extremely gentle and chilling, appeared on his bloodshot lips: "Husband, you're really making me lose my patience..."

After saying that, Yuejia turned the crystal that was originally standing upright in her hand, and the sharp end was pointed directly at her heart.

A hint of suppressed madness flickered in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Xiyu, his tone growing increasingly gentle, a mixture of coaxing and cajoling: "So, aren't you coming over?"

That's what he said, but he didn't give Jiang Xiyu any chance to answer.

Before Jiang Xiyu could react, he was consumed by jealousy and resentment to the point of near madness. He then channeled his magic power, and the sharp crystal pierced through his own heart, drawing blood.

Jiang Xiyu couldn't believe her eyes.

He stared in disbelief as Yuejia coughed up blood, while Shijia beside him, feeling the same deadly pain, bled uncontrollably.

madman!

There was nothing Jiang Xiyu didn't understand.

He immediately shouted, "Stop! Yuejia! Are you crazy?"

Yuejia wiped the blood from his lips with his finger. He seemed completely unconcerned about his injury. Instead, in his eyes, Jiang Xiyu's figure was cornered by that crimson stain, which gave him a sense of satisfaction. He looked at Jiang Xiyu with a stubborn and gloomy gaze, his smile undiminished: "Husband, choose between him and me."