Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 333 - 334: Meeting Again [2/2]

"My lady, She is here."

After respectfully bowing toward the figure in the distance, the Dragon Horned girl didn’t say anything else, retreating from the tent with a good sense of propriety.

Before leaving, Xizhi with a sharp gaze gave Mengxi a warning glance, as if telling her not to try anything funny.

However, as Mengxi’s attention was entirely on the figure in front, the warning from the Dragon Horned girl was completely ignored.

As she left, the large tent became eerily quiet, and a unique feeling of calmness settled in.

Under this quiet atmosphere, Mengxi took a deep breath. After mentally preparing herself, she slowly raised her head to look forward.

At this moment, what reflected in Mengxi’s light purple eyes was a girl, who was in no way less attractive than herself, even with a hint of wicked and bizarre beauty. The girl was dressed in a plain black gauze skirt with no decorations. Other than the thin black dress, there were no other warm clothes on her petite body. Such a dress was indeed unique in the bitter cold Snow Night Empire.

The girl’s snow-white legs were quietly crossed on the couch. Her petite jade feet appeared light and tempting. Her stunning black and red hair flowed down like a waterfall, covering her delicate body, and the bloody-red hair tips had already touched the ground...

’Yumo...’

Seeing this familiar girl appear in front of her again, Mengxi couldn’t help but softly call out her name in her heart.

At this moment, the black-haired girl, Yumo, was not wearing the Artifact [Deception Veil]. Her black and red gradient hair, her bloody-red eyes, and her most real face, unmodified by Shadow Power, were all displayed in front of Mengxi. Not only her appearance, but even her Shadow power was also no longer hidden.

The rich Shadow Aura permeated the black-haired girl’s body. While five or six bloody-red butterflies danced around her.

Since her disguise had been seen through by the other party, there was no point in pretending anymore.

Therefore, Yumo appeared in front of Mengxi, without any disguise, in her original human form.

Upon witnessing Yumo’s current state, Mengxi felt a slight jolt of surprise. Alongside this unexpected feeling, a wave of nostalgia washed over her heart.

After all, Yumo was in this form when they spent a lot of time together in the cold winter forest.

At the same time, this was Mengxi’s favorite form of Yumo.

’After reading the novel given by Sister Bai, the image of Yumo in this form involuntarily appeared in the scenes I imagined...’

’Wait, seems like I got a bit carried away. ’

Although the image of the Black Rose lady and Yumo’s appearance were quite different, there were still many subtle differences, such as the length of the hair, the color of the pupils, the overall temperament, and so on...

So, when Mengxi saw Yumo appear in front of her in this way, she couldn’t help but feel a joy in her heart. However, when she finally saw the real Yumo she had long awaited, the indifferent, even somewhat cold expression on the black-haired girl made Mengxi suddenly shudder.

’Is Sister Yumo angry?’

Actually, Mengxi was also quite nervous at this moment. Previously, the reason she was so upfront with Yumo was that after Xue Tianao’s death, if Yumo wanted to destroy Demon Temple, she could only choose her.

On the other hand, Mengxi herself didn’t want to continue deceiving this cute sister. The expression of Yumo being fooled by her was indeed very lingering, but deceiving her like this always made Mengxi feel a strange guilt, especially since Yumo had helped her so much and trusted her so much.

Rather than being discovered by Yumo later and angering her, it’s better to be honest.

This way, she’d feel better, and the initiative would be in her hands.

(Well, Mengxi always feels that if she wanted, she could fool Sister Yumo for a lifetime...)

However, being upfront also had its risks. Would Yumo get angry and give up on the idea of destroying Demon Temple, and then just leave her behind and sneak away? Although Mengxi thought this scenario was unlikely, she couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy.

The thought of Yumo possibly leaving her, and the risk of never seeing her again, made Mengxi lose sleep these past two nights, constantly tossing and turning in bed.

She even began to make fun of herself, saying, "Why am I getting so worked up about something that won’t happen?"

It wasn’t typical of Mengxi to be so emotional...

Therefore, in order to settle this matter as soon as possible, after dealing with the tedious matters of the Church, Mengxi took advantage of Bai’s recent concussion and unconsciousness, and went to the camp of the Black Rose family in secret, hoping to meet Yumo.

To Mengxi’s relief, she wasn’t turned down, and Yumo agreed to meet her.

’But now, this expression on Sister Yumo’s face? ’

A somewhat puzzled Mengxi carefully walked forward and waved at the black-haired girl with a friendly gesture: "Sister Yumo?"

"..."

Upon hearing Mengxi’s greeting, Yumo just gave the girl in front of her a brief glance.

After a long silence, she said with an unusually emotionless voice, even somewhat aloof:

"I wonder, what brings the Girl of Destiny to this place?"

As these words entered her ears, a wry smile emerged on Mengxi’s pretty face,

"Sister Yumo, why are you talking like this all of a sudden?"

"I’ve always talked this way "

"Sister Yumo, are you angry?"

Upon hearing these words, Yumo’s delicate body trembled slightly, but her expression remained as cold as before. Her scarlet eyes were filled with a chill that could freeze souls.

"No, I’m not (#??´)"

The black-haired girl claimed she wasn’t angry. But her facial expressions and movements clearly indicated, ’I’m really pissed off’, painted all over her lovely face.

After another moment of silence, Yumo turned her head indifferently, seemingly not wanting to make eye contact with Mengxi, nor acknowledging her words.

This left the Girl of Destiny somewhat amused and exasperated.

Seeing Yumo retreat into this uncommunicative mode, Mengxi couldn’t help but let out a sigh in her heart.

Sigh,*

’Indeed,’

’Sister Yumo is angry...’

’It makes sense. Even if Sister Yumo has a good temper, realizing how awkwardly she had been acting in front of me, I would also get upset. This was expected.’

However, although it was clear that Yumo was angry, Mengxi did not confront it directly.

If the other party didn’t want to talk, there was no way to communicate.

’Let’s make Sister open up first.’

With these thoughts, Mengxi tilted her head in feigned confusion, propped her lips with her slender finger, and put on a cute expression,

"Emmmm, you sure you’re not angry?"

"..."

"Sister Yumo, you’re still angry, aren’t you?"

"..."

"You’re ignoring me, so you must be angry, right?"

"..."

"Why are you angry?"

"..."

"Sister Yumo, say something, why are you angry?"

...

...

While speaking, Mengxi even ignored the ’raging’ bloody butterflies around Yumo. She climbed onto the sofa, right next to her, and stared at Yumo’s face with innocent wide eyes. Like a repeating machine, she kept asking similar questions,

This caused Yumo, who intended to remain silent, to have a crazy twitch in her brow,

Time passed,

Apparently uncomfortable under Mengxi’s intense gaze, after some twisting and writhing, Yumo couldn’t bear it anymore and snapped her fingers sharply,

At The next moment,

Under the somewhat stunned gaze of Mengxi, the bloody butterflies around Yumo suddenly flew toward the surroundings of the tent, instantly setting up a barrier that blocked perception!

Then, Yumo puffed up her cheeks, crossed her arms in front of her chest, turned her head, opened her eyes wide, and glared at Mengxi next to her with what she thought was a ’fierce’ look.

Like a thoroughly enraged black rabbit, her fur bristling, she huffed and yelled,

"You little brat! Aren’t you asking the obvious?! You fooled me for so long! Even watched me making a fool of myself for so long! Can’t I get angry?! Yes! I’m angry, the kind anger that’s embarrassed and furious! the kind of anger that can’t be easily calmed down!"

"Sister Yu...Yumo?"

Seeing Yumo suddenly yelling out so emotionally, Mengxi was slightly taken aback.

But at this moment,

The always perceptive Mengxi noticed something unusual about Yumo. That is, when Yumo yelled, her slender hand was tightly gripping the corner of her black skirt...

’Sister Yumo,’

’are you ’

’Nervous?’