The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 241 - 219: Scheming

Corbin Crowley’s hand suddenly trembled violently, and the Bone Knife clattered to the ground.

Blood dripped from his stitched fingertips, blossoming like dazzling red plum blossoms on the ice.

At that moment, it seemed as though all the strength in his body had been drained, and all the rage within him vanished completely.

Suddenly, it all seemed meaningless.

His silver eyelashes drooped, casting a deep shadow on his face.

He let out a hoarse laugh: "Yes...I really am insane."

Luna Sutton’s fingers subconsciously tightened; she saw his proud silver eyes filled with tears.

There also seemed to be a sense of helplessness and loss.

For some reason, panic surged in her heart, and she couldn’t help but start reflecting if she had gone too far.

Corbin Crowley’s steps faltered, his voice barely recognizable: "I must have been insane to... to search for you day and night after you ran away, to think of your face while almost being swept away by the whirlpool in The Endless Sea..."

Her face paled slightly, her fingertips unconsciously digging into her palm.

Corbin Crowley suddenly tore open his blood-stained collar, revealing a hideous scar on his chest: "See this? It’s what the Sea Beast left on me, just half an inch from stabbing through my heart..."

He laughed bitterly, pointing to Rhys Blackwood who was confronting Mael Valerius: "That serpent got its scales shredded by the fierce winds searching for you."

Then he pointed at Zeke Veridian: "He almost got sucked into a crevice at the bottom of the sea whirlpool."

Finally, he grabbed Malachi Arcanus by the nape, pulling him forward: "This fool drifted alone at sea for three days and nights to lure away the giant whale sharks..."

Malachi Arcanus punched Corbin Crowley in the face: "Who asked you to blabber?"

Corbin Crowley wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his silver eyes turning a bloody hue under the sunset: "Are you satisfied now?"

Luna Sutton suddenly saw images cast by the system flashing before her eyes.

Corbin Crowley clinging desperately to scorched rocks amidst crashing waves, breathing weakly.

Rhys Blackwood’s serpent body wrapped around a reef, flesh and scales in shambles.

Zeke Veridian sinking slowly into the deep blue sea...

At the time, it hadn’t affected her much, but now her heart felt clenched by an invisible hand, the pain making it hard to breathe.

Suddenly, she didn’t know what she was doing.

Time to calm down and think it over.

Corbin Crowley was wrong, but was she not at fault too?

Due to psychological shadows, along with being inherently human, she refused to nurse.

But Corbin Crowley didn’t know this; in his eyes, she was a native female of the beast world.

He couldn’t possibly understand her actions, and losing favorability was only natural.

Putting herself in the shoes of Mael Valerius, if he discovered she wasn’t the original host, just a fake wandering spirit,

never mind the love and favorability of 100, it might even drop to a negative.

He might even kill her.

Thinking of this, her panic grew, and she dared not reveal the truth.

She suddenly had no desire to accept Mael Valerius as her sixth Beast Husband.

At the end of the day, this man didn’t love her, but the original host.

If he ever found out she wasn’t the original host, all his kindness and affection would turn into sharp blades against her.

She didn’t have the confidence to hide the truth from Mael Valerius forever.

Not to mention the trouble from The Phoenix Clan.

"I..."

Just as she began to speak, a deafening explosion ripped through the sky.

Mael Valerius’s Dragon Tail shattered the glacier, and in the shower of icy shards came his maniacal laughter: "Kill me, or I’ll make sure you all die without a complete corpse."

Rhys Blackwood’s Aethel Serpent True Form bristled, its dripping fangs corroding the ice with a sizzle: "That would be ideal."

Just as they were about to clash again.

"Stop..."

Suddenly, vines erupted around Luna Sutton, dozens of wrist-thick tendrils breaking through the ice, rising like pythons in midair, forcibly forming a barrier between the Aethel Serpent and Torch Dragon.

The actions of the two men ceased abruptly, their true forms frozen mid-air.

Her voice was icy as she shouted, "Get down here, all of you!"

The air carried the grating sound of scales scraping together.

Rhys Blackwood was the first to land and return to human form, his black snakeskin clothes revealing deep open wounds.

Mael Valerius circled twice before crashing heavily onto the ice, blood trickling from his mouth, yet his dark gold eyes roiled with morbid obsession: "Luna, are you worried about them?"

Luna Sutton retracted the vines and did not answer him.

She only looked up at Mael Valerius, her expression unusually serious: "Mael Valerius, if one day you discover I’ve deceived you..."

She trembled slightly, continuing, "Discover I’m not the person you thought I was, what would you do?"

The entire canyon fell into a sudden deathly silence.