Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

The night wind, carrying moisture, weighed down the reeds of Yunmengze, making them droop.

A white shadow tore through the night, carrying a heavy stench of blood and a chilling aura, and crashed straight into the hidden stalactite cave.

When Bai Yin landed, he didn't stop his momentum, and several fine cracks appeared in the rock beneath his feet.

He paid no heed to any of that, his arms tightly wrapped around the person wrapped in the cloak, so tightly he wanted to meld them into his very bones.

Su Xiaojiu was being strangled so tightly that she could hardly breathe.

On the way back from Tianyao City, the silly tiger went crazy, not only preventing her feet from touching the ground, but also not letting her stick her head out to breathe.

The way she was acting made it seem like she was followed by a massive army, and if she was even a step too slow, she would be snatched away.

"Let go."

Su Xiaojiu made a muffled sound from inside her cloak and reached out to push Bai Yin's chest, which was as hard as an iron plate.

Bai Yin's body stiffened for a moment.

He looked down at the person in his arms; the crimson in those vertical pupils hadn't completely faded, revealing a ferocious, predatory look.

But when he met Su Xiaojiu's watery, peach-blossom eyes, his fierce aura instantly dissipated, turning into a flustered state of confusion.

He subconsciously loosened his arms, but didn't completely let go.

Those calloused hands were still loosely wrapped around Su Xiaojiu's waist, the fingertips gripping the edge of the cloak, the knuckles white from the force.

The moment Su Xiaojiu made the slightest movement, these hands would immediately tighten, trapping her once again within this small space.

"Little White, are you trying to strangle me?"

Su Xiaojiu poked her head out from under the cloak, breathing in the damp but fresh air inside the cave.

Her hair was a little messy, with a few stray strands sticking to her cheeks, making her face look even more beautiful.

Bai Yin pursed his lips and remained silent.

He just stared at her, his gaze sweeping over her face inch by inch, as if to confirm whether the person in front of him was really unharmed.

Just now at the Drunken Flower Pavilion, the pressure from Tian Peng was too strong.

The feeling of powerlessness, unable to control life and death, made his killing instincts scream wildly.

He fears.

He feared that if he let go, the person in front of him would turn into countless fireflies, just like back then, leaving him with no trace of anything.

Su Xiaojiu understood the panic in his eyes.

This silly tiger has been traumatized.

Her eyes darted around, and suddenly her body went limp, sliding down her back down.

"oops……"

Su Xiaojiu let out a soft cry, her brows furrowing slightly, looking as frail as a willow in the breeze, "My legs are weak, I can't stand up anymore."

Bai Yin's pupils suddenly contracted.

Almost instinctively, he reached out and pulled the falling body back into his arms.

He then turned around and sat directly on the stone bed covered with thick lemongrass, letting Su Xiaojiu sit steadily on his lap.

The posture was extremely ambiguous.

Su Xiaojiu didn't stand on ceremony and adjusted herself into a comfortable position, her arms limply wrapping around Bai Yin's neck, hanging on him.

Through the thin fabric, she could clearly feel the body beneath her tense up instantly, every muscle as hard as granite.

"noob."

Su Xiaojiu leaned close to his ear, her warm breath brushing against his sensitive earlobe. "Why are you so hard? It hurts."

Bai Yin's breathing instantly became heavier.

His hands hung stiffly in mid-air, unsure whether to put them down or hold them. The unique scent of gardenias, belonging to Su Xiaojiu, mixed with the girl's warm body temperature, seeped into his pores, burning him to the core.

pain?

Why does it hurt?

Were you in such a hurry that you bumped into something?

Bai Yin's mind was a complete mess.

He wanted to check where Su Xiaojiu was in pain, but as soon as his hand touched her waist, he was so burned by the soft touch that he pulled it back.

"Where...where does it hurt?"

Bai Yin's voice sounded like it contained a handful of sand.

Su Xiaojiu chuckled inwardly as she watched his helpless expression.

This silly tiger, who was clearly a murderous demon in the Drunken Flower Pavilion just now, has become a big cat that can only be bullied in front of her.

"My back hurts."

Su Xiaojiu grabbed his hand and pressed it forcefully against her waist, gently rubbing his palm against it. "You squeezed me like that just now."

Bai Yin's hands are large, rough, and his palms are burning hot.

As Su Xiaojiu moved him, he felt that the waist under his palm was incredibly soft, as if it would break if he used the slightest force.

He dared not move.

They even held their breath.

But the ideas in his mind were growing wildly.

Xiao Jiu is being affectionate.

She didn't distance herself from him because of the danger she had just faced; instead, she became so dependent on him.

She entrusted her most vulnerable waist to him; this was trust, an unreserved surrender.

Those who coveted her deserve to die.

Only by becoming stronger, strong enough to tear a hole in the sky, can we protect this softness.

The crimson in Bai Yin's eyes surged again, a desperate thirst for power and a morbid obsession with possession.

Su Xiaojiu noticed the change in his emotions.

This silly tiger is outsmarting itself again.

She chuckled softly, a thought flashing through her mind.

Pong!

Nine snow-white fox tails appeared out of thin air and stretched out inside the narrow stone cave.

Its tail was fluffy and soft, with a lustrous sheen.

One of its tails playfully curled up and slowly climbed up Bai Yin's neck, finally brushing lightly against his cheek.

itch.

An excruciating itch.

The itch traveled along the skin and penetrated directly into the bone.

Bai Yin shuddered, instinctively closed his eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently.

He dared not look.

I'm afraid that if I just look at it, the wild beast locked up in my heart will break free of its cage and do something blasphemous.

"What are you hiding from?"

Su Xiaojiu was unhappy.

She reached out and grabbed a strand of white hair hanging down in front of Bai Yin's chest, pulling it hard.

"Open your eyes."

The tone of command carried a hint of spoiled indulgence.

Bai Yin's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes churned with intense lust and suppressed murderous intent, a contradiction that sent chills down one's spine.

Su Xiaojiu, however, was not afraid.

She tapped Bai Yin's nose with the tip of her tail, smiling like a fox that had just stolen some cream: "Little Bai, are you afraid of me with your eyes closed? Or are you thinking of something naughty?"

Bai Yin stared at her.

My gaze shifted from her red lips, which opened and closed, to her captivating eyes.

What are you thinking?

He wanted to wrap all nine tails around himself.

He wanted to crush and swallow this person who was always provoking him.

He wanted to build a golden house, even if it were hell, to lock her inside, and not let anyone else see her except him.

I want to hide you away.

Bai Yin spoke.

His voice was deep, carrying a chillingly obsessive quality.

"Hidden inside the body, no one can find it."

Su Xiaojiu was stunned for a moment.

These lines...

If someone else had said that, she would have run away.

But coming from this silly tiger, coupled with his pitiful yet fierce expression, she could actually hear a heartbreaking depth of emotion in his voice.

Su Xiaojiu thought to herself, but on her face she showed a touched expression.

She retracted her mischievous tail, leaned forward, and buried her head in Bai Yin's neck.

"Fool."

She muttered a curse softly, her voice gentle and sweet.

Then, she took Bai Yin's stiff hand and slowly moved it down to cover her slender waist, then pressed it down hard.

"Hide it if you want."

Su Xiaojiu closed her eyes, feeling the warmth from that large hand, and smiled slightly. "As long as you don't mind the weight."

Bai Yin's fingers trembled slightly.

Then, it tightened suddenly.

This time, he did not hesitate or restrain himself.

His arms were like iron clamps, holding the person in his arms tightly. He buried his face in the fluffy fox tail, greedily inhaling the comforting scent.

That's his.

No one can take it away.

Anyone who dares to reach out will have their hand chopped off.

If Heaven dares to take it away, he will tear the sky apart.

Outside the cave, a fierce storm raged, with thunder rumbling.

That was the God-Searching Array set up by the Heavenly Demon Dynasty in operation, and the winds and clouds of the Nine Provinces were surging.

Inside the cave, however, was a beautiful and enchanting room.

The campfire crackled, casting overlapping shadows on the wall.

The shadows were a tiger and a fox.

The entanglement will continue until death.

……

Late at night.

Bai Yin remained in that position, motionless, until the person in his arms began to breathe deeply and steadily.

He lowered his head and looked at Su Xiaojiu's sleeping profile.

His fingers gently traced her eyebrows and eyes, the movement incredibly gentle.

"Xiao Jiu".

He silently called out that name.

The madness in his eyes gradually subsided, turning into a bottomless pool of stagnant water.

Only when you look at her will the stagnant water ripple.

He took out the blood-stained straw doll and the long-dried flower crown from his pocket and placed them on the stone platform beside him.

That was his past.

It was also his obsession.

Now, the obsession has come to life.

Then he should sharpen his broken blade again.

Bai Yin raised his head and looked out at the dark, rainy night outside the cave entrance.

There, danger lurks everywhere.

But he wasn't afraid.

As long as his embrace is warm, even if the world is hell, he dares to venture into it.

"Go to sleep."

He placed a light kiss on Su Xiaojiu's forehead, with reverence and determination.

"I'll still be here when I wake up tomorrow."

"It's always been here."