Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1910 The Sudden Heat

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Everything before my eyes was so coincidental; Dou Jing's wife was actually from Chenlin Village and was one of his close followers.

It's very fantastical.

In the past, Chen Xiaojun might have secretly marveled at his "protagonist" status, feeling that everything he needed was delivered to his doorstep.

But now, an indescribable chill suddenly surged up from the soles of my feet and rushed straight to the top of my head!

This chill did not come from the outside world, but rather from the strange resonance and throbbing deep within his consciousness.

His long, slender, fair fingers almost unconsciously pressed against his forehead, and a sliver of his mind instantly sank into the vast yet turbulent Upper Soul Nest.

Above the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the black and red cocoon of light, exuding an ominous and profound aura, flashed! Flashed! Flashed!
Is it you again?

In Chen Xiaojun's heart, a cold voice silently questioned.

Are you the one weaving this so-called "fate"?

Is this seemingly natural "coincidence," this meticulously planned "reunion," orchestrated by the "Great Master of Fate"?

Whenever the word "fate" is involved, its trajectory is always so bizarre and unpredictable, yet it carries a chilling sense of "naturalness."

Just then, a cool, pure, and vibrant soul force silently flowed into his meridians, gently brushing against his nerves, which were tense from surprise and chill.

It's Xiaoyi.

She had quietly walked up to his side without him noticing.

She didn't say anything, but her clear, almond-shaped eyes gazed at him quietly.

That cool, life-giving energy came from her fingertips resting on his wrist, dispelling the discomfort caused by the turmoil in his mind and clearing his chaotic thoughts.

Chen Xiaojun subconsciously turned his head to look at her.

The instant his gaze met Xiaoyi's—

A sudden change occurred within his sea of ​​consciousness!
The black and red cocoon, which had been flashing rapidly, suddenly began to tremble violently.

His gaze unconsciously lingered between the other person's almond-shaped eyes that seemed to hold stars, their fair and delicate skin, their breathtaking features, and their exceptionally alluring red and thin lips.

He knew this was bad and wrong, but he couldn't control himself. His heart was gradually burning, his mind was becoming somewhat muddled, and his mouth was starting to dry, so he had to purse his lips every now and then.

Damn! Why am I in heat... Although humans are animals that can go into heat anytime, anywhere, and he is 1.7 meters tall, to be precise, he is still a teenager and has never had a wet dream.

How can it be!

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All of this changed in the blink of an eye.

In the courtyard, Madam Lin was gently guiding everyone into the hall for a meeting.

"Ahem," as the leader, Chen Xiaojun cleared his somewhat dry throat, trying to make his voice sound as steady as possible, "Madam Lin, please follow the host's lead."

Most of the attention was focused on Madam Lin, but Xiao Yi, who was closest to Chen Xiaojun, keenly noticed the violent fluctuations in his aura and the strange look in his eyes.

She tightened her grip on his wrist slightly, channeling her cool life force into him once more. At the same time, a hint of doubt and a deeper worry flashed in her almond-shaped eyes. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she asked in a whisper, audible only to the two of them:
"Brother Xiaojun... are you alright?"

……

Chen Xiaojun calmly scanned his surroundings—their gazes, whether fixed on him or Xiaoyi, carried only normal emotions, without a trace of the…scorching heat and loss of control he was feeling at that moment.

It was just between him and Xiaoyi!

This realization permeated Chen Xiaojun's consciousness, temporarily freezing the turbulent heat within him.

The entire transformation began after Xiao Yi channeled that cool life force into him. That pure life energy ignited the black and red cocoon of light dormant deep within his soul nest.

An absurd yet perfectly logical idea suddenly exploded into existence:

That burning heat that almost consumed reason, that uncontrollable gaze lingering on Xiao Yi's lips, eyes, and skin, that surging, overwhelming excitement that transcended a boy's instincts...

He encountered Shao Siming! He...was in heat?!
He is experiencing His "other half" through Him?!

"He is influencing me!" Chen Xiaojun felt a chill in his heart. His mother Ye Xiuxin's solemn words echoed in his ears like a warning bell: "The more of His power you use, the deeper His penetration into you becomes... Those terrifying sword techniques with negative energy are also silently eroding your will... Do not be misled by power and lose your true self!"

It's more than just using strength!

This is simply the silent influence of divine will on the host's heart!

At least his personality has indeed changed a lot recently—when faced with the Dou family's obstruction, he did not choose the gentle pressure of the past, but instead domineeringly and directly broke in.

That decisiveness, with its coldness and indifference, surely contained a trace of the will of the Great Master of Fate.
Just then, Chen Xiaojun keenly sensed and noticed a slight change in the expression on Xiao Yi's cold and aloof profile.

Her long eyelashes trembled very slightly, and a faint, yet real, blush, like that of a newly blossoming peach, quietly appeared on her jade-like skin.

Did the Shao Siming within Xiao Yi respond as well? Did it also affect Xiao Yi?!

This silent confirmation sent chills down his spine!
Damn it, it really is "one yin and one yang, none of us know what I am doing!"
This sacrificial inscription, which originated from "Nine Songs: The Great Master of Fate," has been fulfilled in the most bizarre way at this moment: one is yin, the other is yang, the two are born in opposition, and their changes are unpredictable. Who among the mortals can fathom their true intentions and actions?

These two deities were clearly communicating silently and instinctively on another incomprehensible and imperceptible information level, using Chen Xiaojun and Xiaoyi's bodies and souls as a medium.

It turns out that what they were talking about wasn't destiny.

It is the joy of the gods.

The intense pulsation of the black and red cocoon of light, and the inappropriate blush on Xiaoyi's cheeks, were the insignificant yet breathtaking ripples cast by this secret "spiritual communion" in the material world.

Grand Master of Fate and Junior Master of Fate, you two are in love, so you're making us two innocent young boys and girls suffer the consequences?
"Meet up in person... Hah." Chen Xiaojun almost roared inwardly, a sense of absurdity mixed with a strong sense of crisis surging into his heart.

He forcibly suppressed the effects of the black and red cocoon, tried to calm his mind, and struggled to tear away the gaze that was almost glued to Xiaoyi's red lips. He took a deep breath, trying to let the cold air extinguish the heat.

Damn it, you might not necessarily hurt me, but you'll definitely kill me.

Heavens above, earth below.

It turns out that having such a huge thing is so uncomfortable.

The fire within him burned like wildfire, growing ever stronger, almost burning away his proud composure and self-control.

The pulsation of the black and red cocoon of light transformed into thorny vines, which coiled around the spine and climbed upwards.

He bit his tongue, tasting the metallic flavor, and roared in his mind:

"Go back to your divine realm if you want to be in heat!"

Stay alert!

If the sky is clear and pure, even if it collapses, one will not be alarmed.

To the outside world, he smirked, then gritted his teeth and calmed himself down like the Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains.

Don't move, hold it in!
Perhaps his roar in his mind had some effect.

That's right, that's it.

We must not let this god's damn "instinct" overwhelm him!

Fortunately, everyone was walking and didn't notice him and her.

(End of this chapter)