The scene in front of him began to shake violently!
Yan Sijue gritted his teeth tightly, as if a fire had ignited within him, threatening to burn his internal organs dry!
Although he was ntally prepared, the effect of the drug still made him realize he might have overestimated himself.
Fortunately, his consciousness was still clear!
Even better, at this mont his strength seed infinite.
He looked at the still-smiling Yan Yaohao on the bed with bloodshot eyes, and suddenly delivered a sharp karate chop to Yan Yaohao’s neck!
Yan Yaohao let out a muffled groan and imdiately passed out!
Yan Sijue also collapsed, as if exhausted, onto the bed... When he opened his eyes again, the scene before him had completely changed.
He seed to be back at the Yan Mansion, in his and Yiliang’s bedroom.
The raging flas inside urged him to find an exit quickly! Then, he realized he seed to be standing by the bedside.
On the bed lay a figure he was incredibly familiar with.
She was lying under a thin blanket, her long hair softly covering her face, her bare shoulders rounded and charming, carrying a deadly allure.
He couldn’t help but reach out and forcefully pull off the blanket!
Her body was completely exposed before him, without a thread on, her curves exquisite and smooth, with a faint sheen!
He couldn’t help but caress downwards, the dryness within him seed slightly relieved... As if she was the source of his life... just a bit closer, just a bit closer, and he could be saved!
But a force was stopping him!
Why not! Why can’t you!
Because you will harm her, you will harm her!
Yan Sijue’s hand began to tremble gradually, not knowing when, the scene before him changed again!
******’s smooth body was gone, replaced by one covered with bruises! Slightly shrinking, silently accusing him!
Have you forgotten what you did? Have you not hard her enough?
No!
A fierce fear instantly occupied all his rationality!
No, he couldn’t do this! He would harm her!
He suddenly retreated, stumbling back onto the ground! The pain brought him slightly back to clarity, and those illusory scenes disappeared with it.
He returned to the bedroom, the place where the Old Man lived during his lifeti. Yan Yaohao had arranged him here, as if silently challenging and resisting the Old Man.
He lifted his head, seeing Yan Yaohao on the bed still unconscious, suit disheveled but still properly worn.
Yan Sijue suddenly began to laugh softly...
Hallucination... Hallucination...
What Yan Yaohao didn’t know was that if the person he saw was Yiliang, he would have controlled his rampaging desires better.
Even if the fire inside burned him to ashes, he wouldn’t touch her, absolutely not!
He slowly stood up, step by step towards the study, and gradually felt his way to the bookshelf.
Relying on his mory, he quickly found that book, moved it aside, and pressed hard against the wall, making sothing like a controller pop out.
When the Old Man was alive, he fortified the old mansion so well that without this controller, Yang Ru and his people couldn’t get in even if they tried.
Fortunately, he had prepared long ago, back when the Old Man was still alive he had this ready. He dared to enter and exit the old mansion alone back then for a reason.
He just didn’t expect that he wouldn’t use it while the Old Man was alive, but today it proved useful.
Perhaps it truly was destiny.
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