I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Such is her path: the body of the Thunder Spirit, the king of all thunder elements in the world, and also the supreme being who controls the power of "judgment".

Half a moment later, Yan Zimo opened his eyes, and two streaks of cold lightning shot out, his aura imposing, like a ruler who decides life and death.

But this power lasted for less than half a second before it shattered with a crash.

Before her eyes, Liu Mengxian was on all fours like a cat, her face only five centimeters away from hers, almost to the point of kissing.

A pair of eyes, as black as her own, seemed to hold moonlight, especially captivating in the darkness, revealing a pure and unblemished innocence...

Kakakakakawaii—!!!

Yan Ziming didn't know how red his face had become; he only felt his whole body burning, and his once domineering aura crumbled like ashes carried away by the wind...

Now... there's firelight all around... even if I blush, it shouldn't be noticeable, right?

Yan Ziming thought to himself.

However, reality is often disappointing.

Seeing that Yan Ziming had broken down so easily, even someone as self-possessed as her frowned, and a hint of hesitation and worry appeared in her originally clear and pure black jade eyes.

"Mo'er."

"Yes!" Yan Ziming answered loudly and subconsciously.

"Your composure is still lacking; this will put you at a great disadvantage in battle."

Liu Mengxian pointed out Yan Ziming's shortcomings, but she got even closer to him, hoping that Yan Ziming would make changes.

She wasn't speaking without reason; composure is also an important indicator of a person's combat strength, and Yan Ziming definitely can't continue like this.

But how is this possible?

Yan Ziming felt that Xian'er was stunningly beautiful at this moment, revealing a side of herself that she had never shown before, which made her heart flutter and her soul wander.

Her body didn't move as she consciously thought. When she realized that Xian'er was still moving closer, she subconsciously moved back a little.

"Your emotions are very unstable." Seeing Yan Ziming's reaction, Liu Mengxian leaned forward and pressed down on him.

She got into A!

Good heavens! Please forgive Yan Ziming at this moment; she is utterly confused.

Liu Mengxian was on all fours at this moment. She moved forward slightly, like a noble Persian cat. She was truly graceful and elegant, exuding endless elegance and beauty.

The close-fitting robe had a few wrinkles, which only accentuated her slender waist and highlighted her devilish figure to the fullest!

Yan Ziming felt his heart pounding wildly, almost about to explode!

Xian'er is usually quite approachable, but this completely different demeanor is something she has never seen before.

Her alluring charm was tempered with an innocent purity, leaving everyone completely unguarded. This striking contrast caused Yan Ziming to lose herself in the process...

I want to see more...

Once the thought came to her, she was so captivated that she couldn't resist it and moved back a little more.

Just as she expected, Liu Mengxian also moved forward a distance.

Yan Ziming retreated continuously, and Liu Mengxian followed suit, swaying her hips forward in rhythm. Bathed in moonlight, the scene didn't appear eerie at all; on the contrary, it was perfectly fitting and harmonious...

Finally, Yan Ziming leaned against a crumbling wall, unable to retreat any further. Xian'er pressed closer, waving her hands haphazardly as she said:

"Fairy, Fairy, may I ask you what your path is?"

"Why are you asking this now?" Liu Mengxian tilted her head in a daze.

"I've wanted to ask you this for a while now, Xian'er, your background is very mysterious, and I don't know you very well..."

Yan Ziming had begun to notice the panic in his tone and tried to control it, but he just couldn't.

"Even though you're always with us, I get the feeling you might disappear at any moment, and I can't keep up with you..."

"We've known each other for almost a year, but we haven't had much of a chance to meet..."

"I want to continue being with you—!"

As Yan Ziming spoke, she covered her face, on the verge of collapse.

The first part was okay, but what the hell was she talking about afterwards?!

This is exactly like the scene when you can't contain your emotions and confess to the person you like!

I have absolutely no idea what I'm saying or what I want to say.

She doesn't even dare to look Liu Mengxian in the eye anymore.

I just said so many strange things, I hope Xian'er doesn't think I'm a weirdo...

Yan Ziming was filled with such worries, thinking that if Xian'er distanced herself from her because of these few words, she would have nowhere to turn to for help.

"Put your hands down so I can have a good look at them."

"don't want......."

Yan Ziming became withdrawn, so ashamed that her voice was barely audible, punctuated by sobs. She buried her face between her knees, curling up into a ball, her pitiful appearance naturally radiating an aura of vulnerability…

Liu Mengxian stared quietly at Yan Zimo with her dark eyes, a faint smile appearing on her otherwise indifferent expression.

Wasn't this also the first time she had seen Yan Ziming like this?

People only want to know that she has countless honors and achievements, but how could they know how heavy these are for such a delicate girl?

The layer of strength that had enveloped her finally crumbled tonight, revealing her most vulnerable side to herself, her teacher...

This is her most authentic self...

She was weak, or perhaps cowardly, but she still possessed a stubborn streak, with a spark of determination always burning in her heart. This weakness only served to highlight her brilliance.

Slowly, she stretched out her right hand and gently caressed the side of Yan Ziming's face that wasn't covered, touching his small, delicate earlobe, which was snow-white and soft.

I gently pinched my soft earlobe with my fingertips. Perhaps because it was so delicate, and with the firelight around me, a tempting blush appeared with just a light pinch.

"Sweetie, lift your head..."

A light, clear voice, accompanied by fragrance, entered Yan Ziming's ears, and Yan Ziming finally raised his head slightly.

In that instant, Yan Ziming's chin was hooked by her, forcing him to raise his head completely, his body half-leaning back to meet Liu Mengxian's playful gaze.

Yan Ziming's eyes were red-rimmed, as if adding a layer of alluring eyeshadow, shimmering like a lake of spring water, making one want to cherish her dearly...

"I am here."

"Hmm...I know..." Yan Ziming replied in a daze, feeling as if in a dream.

In the hazy vision, Xian'er's cherry lips curved into a breathtaking arc, and the playful look in her eyes was completely undisguised, further breaking down her psychological defenses.

"I..." Before she could finish speaking, a delicate, white finger, as smooth as a scallion, stopped her.

"Finish what you were saying earlier."

Liu Mengxian, having gained the upper hand, was relentless. Her tone seemed gentle and soft, yet she left Yan Ziming no room to refuse, cutting off her escape route.

Her body and consciousness were out of her control; Yan Ziming's cherry lips parted slightly, and her voice came out intermittently.

"I...I...still want to continue with Xian'er..."

"With me?" Liu Mengxian pressed her cheek closer again, and at this moment, Yan Ziming's psychological defenses were completely shattered.

"I want to continue...being...with...Xian'er."

Yan Ziming closed her eyes tightly and trembled as she spoke the words she most wanted to say. Suddenly, her whole body went limp, like a cat without bones. The atmosphere and those words had exhausted all her energy, and she was only able to keep from collapsing because of the slender finger that was hooking around her.

Instead of holding Yan Ziming's hand, she gently rubbed her cheek, and Yan Ziming obediently leaned forward, falling into Liu Mengxian's arms.

Holding the beauty in his arms tightly, Liu Mengxian's eyes flickered as he lovingly stroked her hair.

"Don't... leave me..." Yan Ziming murmured, perhaps not even knowing what she was saying.

"Okay, we'll stay here tonight and not go anywhere else."

".......Um."

Under the bright moon, all was quiet, and the gentle breeze, like the accompaniment of a symphony, pieced together a beautiful melody...

When longing sways like drifting clouds, even time itself seems to succumb to its allure...

Chapter Six: Unable to Wake Up

It was already past midnight, the dead of night.

The sky was unusually bright that night, with stars filling the sky like a dome adorned with the Milky Way, scattering boundless starlight and illuminating the earth.

Under the night sky, Yan Ziming lay asleep on his side on Liu Mengxian's plump and rounded legs, his two proud breasts rising and falling with his steady breathing.

She was sleeping soundly.

In this desolate wilderness, an area overrun by mutated species, no one but her would dare to sleep here without taking any precautions.

All of this was because she had a powerful teacher who could look down on all living beings and protect her.

Liu Mengxian gently stroked Yan Ziming's cheek with her delicate hand. Gazing at the bright moon in the sky, her face was as cold as frost, but her heart was filled with countless thoughts.

Her Mo'er has developed some special feelings for her.

However, she doesn't yet know what this feeling is.