I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

and his voice was close to crying, he begged the man that had seemed so ordinary the day before.

When Wen Feng Jin bared his fangs, Wang Xiao Mie then understood what Wen Feng Jin was, what he himself was…..

They couldn’t be considered humans anymore…..

His eyes could no longer shed tears.
How could a body which had lost it’s life force and abandoned by time have tears?

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Wen Feng Jin’s eyes widened.
He was overwhelmed facing the man who was about to cry.
A Mian Deng who was in tears begging him…..this scene overlaps with the one from the past. 

It was the same as that year.
He had killed his hypocritical clansmen one by one, and his Shixiong, with the same look of despair, was begging by his feet.

And then what happened? He still turned those people into ice-cold corpses.
And Shixiong never came back.
Wen Feng Jin never again saw him….

Wen Feng Jin panicked.
He threw Zhen Bei aside and like an entirely different person, his face turned fear-stricken and despondent.
He kneeled on the ground and hugged Wang Xiao Mie.

Wang Xiao Mie was slightly trembling being hugged, but Wen Feng Jin only held him tighter.

“Don’t be afraid Mian Deng, don’t be afraid….I misunderstood you, I was wrong.
Please don’t be mad at me, alright? Please don’t leave me.
I’ll let him live, I’ll let him go, alright? I’ll give you anything you want, don’t go..…”

“You will definitely forgive me, right? You’ve always been so understanding.
You’re also soft-hearted…….
Mian Deng, I was wrong, I’ll carry you back….”

“Mian Deng, why aren’t you talking to me?”

Wang Xiao Mie’s horror could not be concealed even with his expressionless face.
He was like a lamb feigning death due to extreme fright.
As for Wen Feng Jin, there seemed to be a filter in his brain that had removed the previous occurrence.
He smiled, then picked Wang Xiao Mie up and carried him back.

On the way back, he occasionally dropped his head intimately to rub Wang Xiao Mie’s hair and used the tip of his nose to sniff.

Wang Xiao Mie laid in his cold embrace, swallowed his saliva, and dared not move.

“……see, you’re angry with me again.
Why aren’t you talking to me for so long.” Wen Feng Jin bowed his head and complained softly and a few strands of hair slid down as the two beautiful faces got close to each other.
The black pupils then twitched, and after he pulled his lips into a grin, his eyes had turned blood red….

“….”

“I, I….” Wang Xiao Mie could not control his shivering.
The “I” was stuttered between his trembling lips and clattering teeth for a long time and nothing else was said.

But Wen Feng Jin replied as if he did hear something: “I know, I know.
I will let Mu Yi escort him back to the tomb’s passageway.
He came with others and I will tell Mu Yi to drive them out as well.
You don’t have to be concerned.
Ha ha ~ Mian Deng, wasn’t my work good?”

“…..”

I’m certain now, the big guy is definitely sick! And his sickness belongs to the psychiatric department! But how would Wang Xiao Mie dare to refute, he quickly went along and replied: “Yes.”

The frown on Wen Feng Jin eased up completely as he strode on happily.
The road continued for a long while, and Wen Feng Jin was holding onto him tightly the whole time like he was fearful Wang Xiao Mie would run off.

Just as the jittering Wang Xiao Mie who dared not even breath saw the familiar palace, Wen Feng Jin froze on his tracks.

Wang Xiao Mie looked up.
He saw Wen Feng Jin’s perfect chin and the psychotic smile had disappeared.
In its place was a cold look of indifference.

Wen Feng Jin lowered his head and asked: “By the way, Shixiong, did he come in when you were using the toilet?”

“Yes…..”

“At that time, was Shixiong covered?”

“Not everything….”

“That won’t do…..I will be fatally jealous if Shixiong was seen by someone….” When every strand of hair on Wang Xiao Mie’s body was standing up, Wen Feng Jin continued: “Therefore…..
I have to give Shixiong a small little punishment oh~…..”