At the beginning, he was dragged into the room by the succubus. Chapter 150 I will never fall! (Please subscribe, ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a comment!)
Chapter 150 I will never fall! (Please subscribe, ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a comment!)
His throat was a little dry, Ning Feng looked at Margaret, not knowing what to say.
She refused her own helping hand.
Does she know what this means?
Ning Feng felt a little annoyed in his heart, and Ning Feng was a little angry at Margaret's willfulness.
Do you know how long you have to endure in this cruel world?
This is the deepest part of the dream, where the flow of time is extremely slow, and the time she has to endure will be extended indefinitely.
It would be a truly unbearable hell!
Even Ning Feng now doesn't think he can persist.
Taking a deep breath, Ning Feng tried his best to adjust his state and spoke in a deep voice:
"...Margaret, do you really know what choice you have made now?"
Now is not the time to be willful and willful. You should not continue to stay in this dream.
"Choice? Of course."
He was hoisted up again, and his body was restrained again under her control.
She was indeed trapped in the dream world, but she was not helpless.
Even if Ning Feng's bloodline occupies half of it, she is still the owner of the other half.
As long as she is still in the dream world, no one can completely defeat her.
The invisible conflict between bloodlines just changed into different scenes, through which they continued to seduce her.
Wealth, killing, violence...
Actually it’s more than that!
Ordinary desires such as power and fame also appeared and consumed her spirit in various ways.
Margaret held on, but not entirely.
At the beginning, she was still contaminated.
She sat on the throne of wealth and wore the crown that represented power.
She also slaughtered crazily in the flesh and blood field, harvesting and burying countless lives.
However, at the end, she somehow regained consciousness and did not enter the real purgatory.
But after she woke up, she was still tormented by the swelling desire in her heart.
To resist this urge, she created this room herself.
This is a cage that can trap her and prevent her from losing herself.
She imprisoned her desires just so as not to lose herself.
And now, someone wants her to release the beast that was finally shackled?
No.
She refused.
"I have given in time and time again, and this time I don't want to give up again."
"I will never fall!"
With firmness in her words, she stared at Ning Feng without stepping back.
How does it feel to be easily defeated by the desire in your blood and expose your ugly appearance in front of others?
Extremely embarrassing!
But what can she do?
Let's not mention that the other person is just a man whom he has only met once, and is even the lover of his teammate.
Could it be that just because she had been exposed to this dilemma, she had to confront him and even hold him responsible?
Do not make jokes.
She noticed that Ning Feng had done more at that time, and she still remembered the gentle voice and the taste of blood in her mouth after waking up.
Margaret is not an unreasonable person, and she will not ignore what the other party has given.
She also realized that the other party should have done something to give her a chance to recover, and this kind of thing would definitely not be without cost.
Margaret knew that she should thank the other party, but she still felt awkward in her heart.
The emotions of shame and anger were entangled together, leaving her with a lump in her throat.
So, because you can’t get married, are you ready to commit yourself to her?
No.
Margaret, the client, just felt like dying.
The feeling of social death almost drove her crazy.
But she won't break down over this kind of thing.
She chose another approach...
Margaret needs to vent.
The way to vent her anger is also very simple. She wants to return to the front line of the battle.
She is a warrior, and she must use blood and victory to wash away her stains!
Only victory can make the depression in her heart dissipate.
She longs to fight.
So, she endured the embarrassment and asked the other party for help.
Originally, I wanted to take advantage of that opportunity to be alone and forcefully ask about the situation at that time, but the other party's attitude suddenly changed.
What made Margaret feel most powerless was that she was unable to resist the other party at that time.
You might as well resist the temptation of blood.
It's like seeing an insurmountable mountain, like seeing your own master...
No!
No one is her master!
Her eyes became brighter, and even though her body was covered in scars, Margaret still burst out with a moving will.
"No matter what you say this time, no matter what you promise, no matter what you do to me again..."
"I won't give in again!"
It was as sharp as a knife, piercing Ning Feng's eyes, causing him to look away subconsciously.
Rarely, he felt ashamed.
I admire the other party's firm will and feel ashamed for what I have done.
"...If, if I say, none of this should have happened."
If Ning Feng had not done that experiment and had not treated the other party with a somewhat frivolous attitude, would the results have been different?
People who suddenly master power will unconsciously indulge in the pleasure that power brings.
For a moment, Ning Feng felt a little ashamed when he recalled what he had done.
He did have some shortcomings in his attitude towards Margaret.
In fact, he didn't even have much interest in lusting after the other person's body. He regarded her more as a test subject...
arrogant.
There is no doubt that this is arrogance.
Because he knows that he will not make mistakes, his actions no longer pay attention to the other person's feelings.
Regardless of whether this approach was influenced by others, it is enough that he was the one who did it.
What is most difficult for Ning Feng to accept is that Margaret has not clearly realized that she is in a dream.
Without training, it is difficult for the person in the dream to wake up and make correct judgments, and can only drift with the flow of the dream as it evolves.
She has been in the dream world for too long. Margaret is not as special as Ning Feng. Her consciousness has been completely intertwined with the dream.
She woke up, but not completely.
The half-asleep and half-awake state made her emotions more intense and more susceptible to the influence of dreams.
This can't go on like this.
She must wake up from this dream!
Whether she wants it or not, this is not the place she should stay.
Things have become like this, and Ning Feng is going to make some risky moves.
Resisting the embarrassment in his heart and turning back, Ning Feng stared into those eyes and asked slowly:
"Then what if I say that all this is just a dream?"
On the opposite side, after hearing Ning Feng's words, Margaret was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously began to repeat:
"……Dream?"
The moment he heard her say this word, Ning Feng felt a low ringing in his ears, like tinnitus.
The world is roaring.
The sleeping giant is awakening!
Frowning her brows, Margaret's expression changed rapidly in a short period of time.
But in the end, everything became calm again.
Margaret did not wake up.
But it’s not like nothing has changed…
Ning Feng noticed that his control over dreams had weakened!
"you……"
She still looked weak, but Margaret was completely different in Ning Feng's eyes.
It can no longer be easily interfered with, and it can no longer be changed at will.
There is no doubt that the owner of the dream is right in front of him.
Shaking her head in a daze, Margaret seemed to have a gap in her consciousness, looking at Ning Feng as if she were seeing a stranger.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and she remained silent as if absorbing complicated memories.
After a while, just when Ning Feng was about to try something new, she suddenly spoke:
"...That's right, this is a training for me."
As if she understood something, she took a deep look at Ning Feng, then shook her head at him:
"You go."
etc!
Ning Feng wanted to say something more, but his body was squeezed by an invisible force and he could no longer speak or take a step forward.
All he could do was retreat.
Now, Ning Feng was no match for the master of the dream. He only resisted for a while and was defeated.
He is not without resistance. If he tries his best, he can win over the sovereignty of the world, but that will definitely cause harm to Margaret.
After hesitation, he chose to give up resistance and let her drive him away to the dreamland.
"…………"
He couldn't tell what he was feeling, Ning Feng's expression was slightly gloomy, and he took steps in accordance with the power.
"Let's wait for direct influence from the outside world..."
He wasn't going to give up now.
And just when Ning Feng was about to go to the outside world to make another attempt, he heard Margaret's voice.
"And, even if you are true..."
The weak voice stopped Ning Feng and asked him to turn around.
Then, he saw a face that looked a little haggard.
The beautiful face no longer had the perseverance of a warrior, but instead revealed the previously suppressed pain and sorrow.
"You came too late."
The pain has happened and now...
It's too late.
His heart seemed to be clenched tightly, and Ning Feng felt his cheeks twitching uncontrollably.
Looking at the succubus gentleman whose expression turned ugly, Margaret's expression returned to calm.
"It doesn't matter, it's not your fault, even if it was..."
Then, she showed her gentlest smile so far and shook her head:
"I forgive you."
"But...I don't need anyone to save me."
She doesn't want anyone else to save her.
She resisted this outcome.
"I, too, will never fall!"
There were violent fluctuations in the dream!
The pieces shattered before Ning Feng's eyes.
…
…
"…………"
Ning Feng opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling.
This is Shireen's bedroom, where he has been driven out of the dream world.
fail.
Ning Feng did not expect that he would encounter such a failure.
am I wrong?
There is no doubt that such a dream would be harmful to Margaret.
But why did she refuse?
Could it be that I...
Did you really do something wrong?
Soft fingertips gently brushed across Ning Feng's frown, squeezing gently, hoping to soothe his pain.
"What's wrong?"
The soft voice made Ning Feng realize where he was now.
Knee pillow.
He rested his head on Shireen's soft thighs.
Ning Feng's mood calmed down a bit, but there was still unsolvable confusion lingering in his heart.
Unable to hold back, he looked into Shirin's watery eyes.
"Shireen..."
Gently, Ning Feng asked the doubt that had been lingering in his heart for more than half a month: