Free Web NovelChapter 745: Chapter 739: Instinct
At this moment, Shen Ci’an was holding Su Muyao tightly, wishing he could mold her into his heart.
Although Shen Jinsuo was also him, it wasn’t the same.
They were his fusion with Xuan Che, now he was truly himself fully.
His bizarrely beautiful and enchanting long hair draped beside Su Muyao, exuding a decadent fragrance, his head dipped closer, lips unconsciously reaching for her neck exploring.
His lips parted slightly, "Wife, have you forgotten me?"
"But what should I do, I miss my wife so much."
Just holding her like this, he could smell the fragrant scent of her blood, irresistibly longing for that sweet taste.
With just a thought, his body tensed, and those two sharp fangs were about to show.
He might accidentally pierce the skin of her neck.
But Shen Ci’an forcefully suppressed this desire.
His throat moved as he suppressed the hunger and the thirst for blood.
His voice was soft and lazy, like a fragrant veil teasing the heart, making one feel itchy inside.
Just hearing his voice made people feel a thirst in their mouths.
Moreover, the wet feeling on her neck seemed to send electric currents passing from her neck to her heart, causing Su Muyao’s heart to shudder involuntarily.
Her mind, fuzzy, came back to focus, murmuring, "Ci’an."
Just two words, yet Su Muyao’s tone carried a slight tremor.
It was truly something she couldn’t quite believe.
Was Shen Ci’an truly back?
This feeling, it is exactly Shen Ci’an.
After coming back to her senses, Su Muyao wanted to push Shen Ci’an away, to see how he looked.
But Shen Ci’an held her so tightly, unwilling to let go even a bit.
Shen Ci’an’s lips continued exploring her neck, easing his hunger, preventing those sharp fangs from showing.
Facing the person he loves, the longing so deeply etched, he almost had to use all his self-control to suppress this feeling.
"Yes, my wife, it’s me, I’m back."
"I miss my wife so much, it hurts my heart, wife touch it, it really hurts."
"Wife, do you miss me?"
Shen Ci’an held Su Muyao tightly without letting go, pressing her hand against his chest.
Letting her feel the heart that beats for her.
Su Muyao closed her eyes, a bit helpless, this manner truly is Shen Ci’an’s style.
Returning to her senses from shock, she smelled that unique aroma from him, knowing it was him.
Su Muyao whispered hoarsely, "I do."
Su Muyao’s voice carried a slightly sour tone.
Although knowing Shen Jinsuo was him, there was still a feeling inside that it was a bit different from Shen Ci’an.
The one she knows best is Shen Ci’an.
Hearing this word of longing, Shen Ci’an’s heart nearly melted.
Shen Ci’an lowered his head, kissing by her ear, sighing, "My wife, my..."
In this moment, he truly wished he could devour Su Muyao completely.
As Shen Ci’an murmured, his lips moved to Su Muyao’s cheek, while Teng Lixuan had already escaped the red mist.
His eyes surged with a sinister light, fingertips gathering a green superpower glow.
Next, several arm-thick black vines burst from the ground, covered in sharp thorns, like venomous snakes with the momentum of a long wait, whistling towards Su Muyao and Shen Ci’an.
The speed was very fast, bringing a "shoo shoo" sound through the air.
Even the surrounding air turned icy cold.
Su Muyao instinctively wanted to take action.
But Shen Ci’an held her so tightly, almost not allowing her to move.
With the loved one in his arms, he wasn’t willing to let go even a bit.
He simply held her tightly in his embrace, "Don’t worry, I’m here."
As he spoke, Shen Ci’an’s red robe blew with his swift retreating motion, the hem brushing the ground, creating layers of enchanting and fierce arcs, like flames soaring, or blood-hued clouds flowing.
In the instant of retreat, he flicked his empty wrist, and with a forceful flick of the sleeve, a surge of blood-colored energy swept out with the wind, hitting the oncoming vines with a "bang."
The momentum-driven vines were forcibly repelled, the vine’s body trembled violently, and the chill of the thorns scattered down.
Seeing this, Teng Lixuan’s gaze darkened, his fingertip’s superpower rapidly surged, the greenery around him withered crazily, their nutrients flooding into his palm. Then, more thin yet tenacious vines converged from all directions, weaving and intertwining before him, instantly forming dozens of cold and fierce vine blades.
The blade tips glowed with a poisonous green light, densely hacking towards Shen Ci’an and Su Muyao.
Wind blades pierced through the air, the sharp noise of tearing the air was extremely jarring.
"Courting death."
"If you want to protect her, let’s see if you have the capability."
He would never let the prey at hand escape.
Not to mention, that this female has the power of Qinglian within her.
He must obtain it.
Hence, when looking at Shen Ci’an, Teng Lixuan’s eyes were filled with intense killing intent.
Shen Ci’an’s long narrow eyes gleamed with enchanting wickedness, "Whether I have the capability or not, let’s say after I kill you."
At this moment, when Shen Ci’an looked at Teng Lixuan, it was as if he was looking at a dead person.
In the heat of battle, suddenly a more potent blood-colored superpower burst around him, the superpower churned like boiling lava, flowing and surging, condensing in his palm into a long and narrow blood-colored scimitar.
The blade flowed with strange red light, so cold it subtly froze the surrounding air.
Touching down with the tip of his foot, he spun with Su Muyao in his arms to dodge, while flipping his wrist, the blood-colored scimitar swept out with the sound of the air being cut, "sizzle" several vine blades coming directly at them were severed in the middle.
The severed vine bodies turned into green light dots and dissipated.
Watching Shen Ci’an, Su Muyao realized he seemed able to handle it, hence she didn’t rush to act.
But rather observed this Vine Beastman.
She wanted to understand about the Plant-type Beastmen.
In fact, the ancient books of the various Beastman clans did not have any records on Plant-type Beastmen.
The battle intensified, Shen Ci’an always held Su Muyao protectively, his wide red robe enveloping her like a barrier, each dodge and each swing of the sword precisely blocked all the attacks outside.
The loud clash between the blood-colored scimitar and vine blades echoed unendingly, the tremendous energy spread in all directions, causing the surrounding air to tremble violently, forming ripples visible to the naked eye.
The rocks beneath them were impacted by the energy, debris flying, dust billowing.
This valley trembled violently in their fight, as if it could collapse at any moment.
In the midst of battle, Shen Ci’an realized the potency of this vine beastman.
He could transform the power of surrounding plants and vines for his own use.
However, since Shen Ci’an had been separated again, his strength had regressed significantly.
Coupled with the forced entry into the Taixu Secret Realm, searching for Su Muyao, had consumed too much of his ability, this struggle also caused him mild injuries.
Blood dripped down.
The craving for blood within Shen Ci’an was triggered, and the two sharp fangs became uncontrollably visible.
Teng Lixuan’s light green eyes sparkled with a strange light, "Your blood power, seems to come from that clan."
"What a pity, but you are not a true Blood Spirit Clan beastman, so you can’t unleash true power."
"You have weaknesses, you are no match for me."
Teng Lixuan’s vine-transformed blade struck, directly injuring a forest beast in the distance.
With a flick of his fingers, a suction force pulled the beast over.
So much blood, causing Shen Ci’an’s eyes to gather a cloud of blood mist.
His primal instincts were triggered.
He was about to lose control.
Su Muyao was shocked at heart, what clan was he talking about.
Could it be the Plant-type Beastman clan.
Listening to the breathing beside her ears, Su Muyao turned to look at Shen Ci’an, realizing something was off with him.
The nature of the Blood Clan is to be bloodthirsty.
On normal days, Shen Ci’an could control it.
But now, his situation was already peculiar and complex, and it had been a long time since he had consumed a Blood Pill, let alone smelling the scent on his wife, then being stimulated by blood, his nature was about to lose control.
