Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1270 Resentment

"Hold!"

Jiang Xiaochuan felt a chill run down his spine from his filthy words, and goosebumps rose on his skin.

In his eyes, Yao Yue was stunningly beautiful.

But in essence, it is nothing more than a corpse that has been dead for hundreds of years.

No matter how smooth and supple her skin and flesh may be, it cannot conceal the fact that she was buried underground, and there might even be corpse poison in her body.

The fact that Lao Liu could say such a thing is enough to prove how beastly he is, and that he might even have some necrophilia.

"Stop pretending to be high and mighty, you brat!"

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan's disgusted expression, Lao Liu lost face and stubbornly argued, "Do you know what kind of person Yao Yue was back then?"

"A beauty like her, perhaps only once in a hundred years, no, a thousand years!"

"Back in the day, in the martial arts world, whether they were righteous leaders or demonic giants, everyone who saw her once was utterly captivated!"

"More than just one or two sects have fought over her!"

Old Liu spoke with great enthusiasm, as if he had witnessed that past firsthand. "Let me tell you, it wasn't just me. If it were any of those people back then, they would have been able to stand here if they had had this opportunity."

"Seeing the Demon Moon Cult Leader so lifelike, even a dead man crawling out of his coffin would have the same thought as me!!"

At this point, a hint of regret suddenly appeared on his face, and he shook his head:

"What a pity, such a stunning beauty is actually a hopeless romantic."

"Rumor has it that she fell in love with a wandering swordsman back then. That guy was good-looking, but he was full of wicked schemes and was only after her beauty and the power of the Crimson Blood Sect."

"Yaoyue gave her heart to him, even going so far as to violate the rules of the sect and use all her resources to pave the way for him, but in the end she was hurt all over by that philandering man."

"I heard that Yao Yue was so badly injured that she gave up her position as leader and will spend the rest of her life guarding the spirits of the past leaders in this sacred tomb."

"Tsk tsk, such a great beauty has been kept in this dark and sunless tomb all this time, what a waste!"

In the end, the regret on Lao Liu's face vanished in an instant.

He noticed that Jiang Xiaochuan had been distracted by his words.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, he reached out again, this time placing his palm firmly on Yao Yue's cheek.

"It's so moisturizing..."

The sixth brother couldn't help but gently rub it with his fingertip and let out a satisfied sigh.

It has a delicate and warm touch, with an elasticity that is almost like that of a living person.

If he didn't know that this was a corpse from hundreds of years ago, Lao Liu would almost have thought she was just sleeping.

"hiss!"

Just then, the infatuation on Lao Liu's face froze instantly, and a sharp pain came from his fingertips.

He abruptly pulled his hand back, looked down, and saw a tiny red dot stuck on his fingertip, the area around it turning black and purple at a visible speed.

"Holy crap! What the hell?!"

He looked down along Yao Yue's cheek and saw a shiny black, oily corpse beetle slowly crawling across her neck.

In Lao Liu's eyes, this thing was no different from a bedbug crawling around in the corner.

Having raided tombs for so many years, what kind of ferocious zombies haven't he seen?

I'm so frustrated to have been stung by such a tiny thing!

"Damn it! How dare you bite Fatty!"

The sixth brother was furious and raised his hand to slap the corpse beetle to death, but as soon as he moved his wrist, a piercing pain came from his fingertips.

With a strange cry, Lao Liu frantically shook his hand, and a drop of murky sweat landed squarely on Yao Yue's cheek.

Soon, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The drop of sweat didn't slide down her skin; instead, it seemed to be absorbed by a sponge, lingering on her delicate cheek for a moment before slowly seeping into her skin.

Even stranger, as the sweat seeped in, the red light inside the Frost Cicada Pearl grew brighter and brighter, and the air around Yao Yue began to distort slightly, with a very faint Yin energy fluctuation quietly spreading out.

Upon seeing this, the sixth brother instantly forgot the pain in his hand, his eyes gleaming with greed. "Hehe, it seems I really have a connection with this Demon Moon Cult Leader!"

"They've ingested my sweat, so it's kind of like skin-to-skin contact..."

Jiang Xiaochuan felt nauseous listening to this, and really wanted to slap this despicable guy into the wall so he could never be pried out.

The next second, Yao Yue's body suddenly shuddered violently!

"Holy crap! A zombie?!"

The sixth brother was so frightened that he instinctively took a step back, his heel striking the iron chain suspending the coffin with a loud clang.

Before he finished speaking, an inexplicable emotion suddenly enveloped the entire tomb chamber.

This emotion is sadness... a deep-seated grief, like being stabbed in the heart by the person you trust most, a pain and despair as if your heart were being torn apart.

Jiang Xiaochuan broke out in a cold sweat. This emotion was definitely not an illusion; it was clearly coming from Yao Yue's corpse!

How could someone who has been dead for hundreds of years convey such vivid emotions?

He suddenly looked at Lao Liu, an absurd guess flashing through his mind.

Could it be the drop of sweat from Lao Liu?

How could a single drop of sweat possibly trigger such a strong emotional reaction?

Just then, a red light flashed within the Cicada Pearl, instantly amplifying the sorrowful emotion within.

Suddenly, a deep, bone-deep sadness almost suffocated Jiang Xiaochuan.

"Something's not right. This jade has absorbed your aura and is now transmitting it to Yaoyue."

Jiang Xiaochuan exclaimed in shock.

He suddenly realized that it wasn't the Demon Moon conveying emotions, but rather the Cold Cicada Pearl activating her remaining resentful aura, and Lao Liu's sweat becoming the key to breaking the balance!

This idea, though bizarre, is still plausible.

Yao Yue's resentment had been sealed by the Jade Containing Cicada for hundreds of years, and she happened to be extremely sensitive to greed and frivolity. The Sixth Brother's actions hit the sore spot of her betrayal back then.

Sure enough, the grief vanished in the next second, replaced by overwhelming resentment.

This resentment was so thick it couldn't be dissolved, and it surged towards Lao Liu with a world-destroying rage!

"...Why is this resentment directed at me?!"

The sixth brother's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

This hatred is too pure.

It made him realize that he was the philandering man who betrayed Yao Yue back then.

Lao Liu had been a tomb raider for half his life, and he had seen plenty of vicious zombies and bizarre traps, but he had never seen a dead person who could hold a grudge and accurately target a target to vent their resentment.

This isn't just eerie, it's downright evil to the core!

What's even more terrifying is yet to come.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The chains suspending the coffin suddenly shook violently, and the clanging of the chains was deafening.

The entire tomb chamber shook, and Jiang Xiaochuan and Lao Liu could only hold onto the coffin tightly.

Meanwhile, inside the coffin, Yao Yue's body was undergoing a terrifying transformation at a speed visible to the naked eye!

First, their appearance instantly lost its luster, then their bodies withered and cracked, eventually turning into ashes.

In just a few breaths, the stunningly beautiful female corpse vanished completely, leaving only a nearly transparent skeleton.