247: Chapter 16 If There Be a God_3 247: Chapter 16 If There Be a God_3 “Ha?
Who would lounge around in such clothes,” Shiyu Ling said as he rummaged through the refrigerator and tossed a can of beer to Gongsun Ce.
“Have your Slime check if it’s poisoned or something?”
Superpower User instantly leapt toward a farther location, dashing straight into the bedroom—five meters away, that was the key!
Shiyu Ling’s gaze seemed as if he was observing a mentally ill person.
The room fell into a bizarre silence until a voice like a young girl’s came from someone’s mobile.
“Gongsun Ce’s body temperature and heart rate have risen.
Could he have suffered an unexpected superpower attack?
Qiluo, issuing a reminder with 99% goodwill.”
Gongsun didn’t know if his own face had turned red, but he noticed the black-haired woman’s face suddenly flushed, just like the last time during their planned date encounter.
There was still hope.
He quickly tried to think of some cheesy line to tease her and steer the flow back to his familiar territory—
The blush faded from Shiyu Ling’s face, leaving behind a smile up to no good.
Gongsun knew he had botched it.
He raised his hand in a signaling gesture, “Calm down first!”
“Oops, I scared myself.
Never thought, never thought you could still be interested in someone who has killed you before,” Shiyu Ling set the beer aside and stepped into the bedroom, like a cat cornering a rat.
“Are you fascinated by this body?
Or has your masochistic nature morphed into a perverse desire, and you’ve truly fallen in love with me after that one time?”
Tch, just at this time… This is why she’s troublesome.
Once her incurable narcissism and malicious taste occupy the surface of her character, gaining any advantage becomes much more difficult!
Shiyu Ling pressed on step by step, and a certain grey-haired young man had retreated to the edge of the bed.
He knew continuing was bad news.
Who knew what this woman could do under such a feeling of superiority!
“I admit, you have a good figure.
Gongsun here, no matter what, is a normal young male.
It’s understandable that I don’t plan on getting too close to you,” Gongsun threatened with a raised hand, “Stop here, or I’ll have to use my telekinesis—”
With an exceedingly pleasant intonation, Shiyu Ling declared, “Lower-tier powers cannot touch me!”
The grey-haired young man still hadn’t grasped her line of thought.
Just as previously, underground, he couldn’t foresee her striking stealthily; and now he hadn’t anticipated Shiyu Ling using her powers at this moment.
Telekinesis’ constraints were completely useless, as Shiyu Ling stood before him.
The woman’s side still carried lingering warmth, her black hair had the scent of shampoo, her moist red lips breathed lightly, and her white, delicate skin peeked out from below her neckline, bombarding his mind with the allure of the opposite sex, disorienting him momentarily.
The Superpower User subconsciously used ectoplasm to create a bond, and at the same time, Shiyu Ling lifted his chin.
“Stop!” the young man shouted, yet she completely ignored the ectoplasm dagger against her neck, just staring into the young man’s eyes.
“You know, Gongsun Ce?
What pleases me the most is not your desire, but when you realize this, the self-loathing and guilt that shine in your eyes.”
Once again, venomous words spewed from those enticing lips; once again, the serpent sank its fangs into his heart.
Shiyu Ling is a Spiritual Image Mage of the Manifestation Realm.
How could he forget this?
There can be no laxity in front of this person; otherwise, she would detect the emotions in his heart…
“Quite amusing.” The black-haired woman smiled joyfully, “You just can’t resist seizing any chance to despise yourself.
Can’t you live without such self-torture?”
“Stop projecting your beloved superiority onto others,” Gongsun fixed his gaze on her, “Don’t force me to use this broken thing to knock you out.”
“Can you actually do it, young man?”
She grabbed Gongsun’s hand, pressing it against the collar on her neck.
“See, just a small thing , just say the word, and I must submit to your whims.”
Just because I said something displeasing, just because of your own desires…” In an utterly disadvantageous situation, she smirked confidently, “Can you resolve yourself to harm me?”
Gongsun momentarily lost for words.
What more could he say?
Admit defeat by saying he couldn’t do it?
Curse her venom once again?
No, if he played by conventional rules, she was sure to dominate him; Shiyu Ling’s sense of superiority was escalating.
If she were at her peak now, then the power of Spiritual Image • Manifestation could…!
Gongsun closed his eyes and shouted, “Qiluo!