The Demonic Son-in-law's 100 Transformations: The Unlucky Concubine

  Yan Yi's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he gazed at the soul, his thin lips parting to reveal a voice as gentle and clear as a piano:

  "The man in black?"

  The soul looked at Yan Yi's appearance, her eyebrows furrowed, and her hands tightly grasped the small red bottle in her hand.

  "Do you know him?"

  "Perhaps." Yan Yimo's eyes stared straight into Qianyu Xianshui's bright and clear big eyes, "But there is a strange red eye on his forehead?"

  The soul looked at Yan Yi's ink pupils, and his willow eyebrows furrowed even tighter, answering faintly, "Not bad."

  Listening to Ling's response, Yan Yi secretly frowned. The people from the Yin Yang Gate have indeed set their sights on Xian Er, and it's likely they will be unfavorable to her.

  The soul looked at Yan Yi's appearance, and after glancing at the small red bottle in her hand, she remembered that when she lost control just now, she seemed to have poured the contents of this small red bottle on herself. The soul opened its mouth indifferently and asked:

  "Do you know what this is?"

  A hint of chilliness flowed out from his ink-like eyes, and his piano-like gentle and clear voice also became piercing due to his cold tone.

  "I don't know."

  The soul furrowed its willow eyebrows and stared at Yan Yi, that middle-aged man probably just wanted to deal with Yan Shizhi, but why did he want to find another one? And would they be unfavorable to the other one? Thinking of this, the soul's willow eyebrows furrowed even tighter, its bright and clear big eyes staring at Yan Yi's ink-like eyes.

  "Are you sure she's safe with you? Yan Shizi, I don't want her to get hurt. Your identity is too sensitive, just like that middle-aged man from earlier. If they change their minds and instead of asking her to pour water on you, they decide to grab her to threaten you, she might be doomed."

  The cold air in his eyes was even more intense, and the gentle breeze blew up the extremely rare Snow Moon White Jade on his forehead. In the sunlight of the afternoon, there was not a hint of redness, but a radiant and white complexion that exuded an aura of nobility and elegance at all times. For a long time, this extraordinary man had been the epitome of elegance, making people become infatuated with just one glance, unable to extricate themselves. However, this extraordinary man now emitted an aura of coldness all over his body, causing people's backs to feel chilled.

  But the soul was not afraid of him at all, and the soul frowned at the man in front of her with a furrowed brow. Admittedly, she acknowledged that Yan Shizhi was indeed different from others, but he had too many identities and there were too many people who wanted to deal with him. Now those who wanted to deal with him had shifted their attention to another person. Could Yan Shizhi keep the other person safe?

  "Yan Shi Zi..." The rose-red lips of her soul slightly opened to say something, but she felt her body being pressed by an invisible force, making it hard to breathe. Then, her soul returned to the darkness that belonged to her...

  The anxious soul asked, 'Another one... are you awake?'

  Yan Yi's eyes were cold as he stared at Qian Yu Xian, but suddenly he saw Qian Yu Xian's body weakly sliding down, and was shocked. He stretched out his arm to catch Qian Yu Xian's sliding body, furrowing his brow in concern. His eyes filled with worry, "Xian Er? Xian Er?"

  Qianyu Xian's consciousness gradually recovered, and she slightly furrowed her eyebrows. She first heard the familiar voice of her soul resonating in her mind, with a hint of urgency in its tone. Then, she heard Yan Yiru's gentle and pure voice, like the sound of a piano, filled with concern.

  Qian Yu Xian slowly opened her bright and clear big eyes, Yan Yi's worried dark eyes met hers, his heart skipped a beat. Qian Yu Xian's pale lips curved into a smile at Yan Yi, indicating she was fine, then responded to the soul:

  "My soul, I'm fine, don't worry."

  The soul heard Qianyu Xian's reply and the heart that was suspended in mid-air calmed down, 'You just suddenly fainted, scaring me to death.'

  "What just happened?" asked Qian Yu Xian, furrowing her eyebrows slightly. She only remembered that she was kissing Yan Yi, and the moment she closed her eyes, she felt an invisible pressure crushing her head, rendering her unconscious.

  The soul fell silent for a moment, then opened its mouth and said, 'Just now your consciousness suddenly disappeared, the whole person seemed to be controlled by something, and then I temporarily took control of the body...'

  Qianyu Xian nodded slightly, and her bright eyes immediately turned to Yan Yi in front of her. She thought back to just now when she was actually kissing him, and her pale face flushed red.