258 Success or Failure Depends on This One Move
A burst of short laughter suddenly rang out.

In this heavy scene that was infinitely close to the edge of life and death, it seemed out of place, but it was also like a pair of scissors tearing silk, lightning that cut through the sky, breaking the atmosphere.

It was as if the wind and clouds had dispersed in an instant, and the soul-stirring massive spiritual energy that had assaulted them had disappeared.

The raindrops that were frozen by an invisible force fell on Liu Yuan’s body, making a crisp sound.

The pressure on his body suddenly became lighter. He subconsciously took a deep breath and waited for the spiritual power in his body to automatically protect his body and release it to block the rain. He was slightly stunned and found that his back was already covered in a cold sweat. However, he had been completely focused on dealing with Netherworld and did not even notice it.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the purple-clothed woman.

The purple-clothed woman with the green bronze mask still had her original appearance and body, but the coldness in her eyes that had been there since she appeared suddenly softened and turned into a more vivid and bright smile.

It was only a slight change in her gaze, but even her entire temperament had undergone a tremendous change. It was as if she could immediately associate it with the expression on the face under the mask.

Curved eyebrows, bright eyes, slightly upturned lips, and naturally pouted lips. Innocent and unruly, with a little disbelief and suspicion, and a hidden pride that could not be controlled.

She asked, “Really?”

An incredulous feeling welled up in Liu Yuan’s heart. He probed, “Mei Sheng?”

In fact, he did not need to test it anymore. He immediately realized that his question was stupid. He cursed in his heart and immediately opened the illustrated handbook interface-

The already-activated painting of Mei Sheng was right in front of him.

It was as if it had never disappeared!

[Character: Mei Sheng (3 star/5 star)]

[Gender: Female]

[Title: Messenger of Netherworld, able to cross all ten types of the nine nethers]

[Level: Immortal Dao, Void/Calamity Crossing stage, level 6]

[Attribute interface (click to view)]

[Card carrying bonus: Constitution +130,435, affinity +126,432, strength +114,514, body movement +124,563, spiritual power +153,345, (carry or not: yes/no)]

However, the data on the index had undergone a huge change. Not only was Mei Sheng’s star-class jumping back and forth between 3-star and 5-star, but her level was also not repeatedly switching. The data on the card surface was also in a mess. For a while, there was basically no bonus for equipping her card. On the other hand, there were hundreds of thousands of fifth-dimensional figures.

The entire card seemed to have been split into two. The other card was obviously the illustration of Netherworld, the Mansion Master of Bi Luo Mansion who had just demanded his life!

Didn’t this mean that the person in front of him was not in a stable state and could switch back to Netherworld at any moment?

Liu Yuan’s thoughts were spinning quickly. He did not have much time left. If he wanted to counterattack, he only had one chance!

No matter why Mei Sheng was one with Netherworld, at this moment, she was the one controlling this body!

While hope was reignited in his heart, Ling Hua, on the other hand, frowned and felt deeply puzzled. However, she was extremely intelligent and instantly deduced the current situation from the reactions of the two people.

The one who was truly related to Liu Yuan was the woman called ‘Mei Sheng’. However, there was another soul consciousness that was with her. That should be the real Mansion Master of Bi Luo Mansion, Netherworld.

She had even deduced some of the reasons why Netherworld hated Liu Yuan to the core.

It was probably because the other consciousness that controlled the body loved Liu Yuan, but she did not have this thought at all. She might not even know it, but she hated it in her heart.

In such a situation, she might have thought that Liu Yuan was taking advantage of her and that she was forced to have sex with him. However, Liu Yuan was indeed a romantic and flirtatious person, which made her thoughts about him even more extreme.

However, no matter what, this woman called Mei Sheng was indeed filled with deep love for Liu Yuan, which was the complete opposite of Netherworld.

Liu Yuan’s probing question caused the purple-robed woman’s expectant gaze to suddenly freeze. She glared at Liu Yuan and mumbled angrily, “It’s fake, it’s all fake. You don’t even recognize me, and you still say you like me.”

She snorted again and again. The voice that came from behind the mask was cruel and coquettish. It was completely different from the cold and ruthless Mansion Master of the Bi Luo Mansion.

Liu Yuan was afraid that she would turn back to Netherworld if she was unhappy, so he quickly said, “It’s true, it’s definitely true. I like you very much. It’s just that you wanted to kill me just now, and I was too sad, so I didn’t react accordingly.”

Liu Yuan thought to himself, ‘Not only do I like you, I simply love you to death!’

If Mei Sheng had not suddenly taken over control of the body, Liu Yuan would have been dead by now, ending his three-month transmigration career. He might have become the one who had survived the shortest time among the transmigrators, nailed on the pillar of shame as a transmigrator.

He was sincere, and his words sounded as if he loved Mei Sheng to death. Even the fear and grievances he felt were real, without the slightest bit of pretense.

When Mei Sheng heard him boldly and straightforwardly say that he liked her, a shy blush immediately appeared on her face under the mask. She happily thought that he must really like her so much that he would be so eager. When she heard him say that she wanted to kill him, she stepped forward and took off the mask on her face. She reached out and pulled Liu Yuan’s hands and said coyly, “It wasn’t me.”

Liu Yuan spent a lot of effort restraining his urge of turning around and running away.

He looked at the beauty in front of him who had taken off her mask. Behind the ferocious ghost mask was a beautiful face that he was very familiar with. The soft and thick red hair that scattered down stuck to the side of her face. On top of her innocent and arrogant beauty, there was a bit of exotic beauty.

She pulled Liu Yuan’s hands and placed them on her cheeks, letting him hold her face. Liu Yuan’s fingers could easily touch the slightly beating blood vessels on her neck.

She unreservedly handed her weakness to Liu Yuan without any hesitation.

Mei Sheng turned her head slightly, and her soft lips and teeth brushed against the edge of Liu Yuan’s palm. The wet and slippery touch disappeared in a flash. Seeing the forbearance on Liu Yuan’s face, she smiled again. “Then, what you said just now, is it true?”

Her name was indeed correct.

Liu Yuan nodded his head seriously. “To me, appearance is more attractive. Inner beauty is secondary.”

Those who are good on the outside can be my wife, and those who are gold on the outside but rotten on the inside can also be someone you can’t afford to offend…

Mei Sheng heaved a long sigh of relief and said, “Then I can rest assured.”

“So, you asked me this question before because you were worried that I would think that you have a split personality after knowing your relationship with Netherworld? ” Liu Yuan asked.

Mei Sheng’s face turned red, “T-that’s not true…”

“In any case, you have to continue liking me for now, or I’ll ask the Mansion Master to beat you up,” she suddenly said in a rude and unreasonable manner.

Liu Yuan’s face paled, and he gritted his teeth in fear. He sighed in grief and indignation, “Your Lord Mansion Master wants to take my life now… Don’t tell me you want her to do it too.”

As he spoke, he looked at Mei Sheng’s expression — success or failure depended on this one move!