**Chapter 249: Yellow-Haired as Hard as a Rock**
Yun Zhonghe found himself deep within a nightmare, surrounded by darkness. No matter how much he struggled, he felt bound by invisible shackles, unable to escape the abyss of shadows.
That mysterious black shadow had cast some sort of spell on him, and it was as if he were sinking slowly, irresistibly, into an endless swamp. Each second of struggle was nothing but futile.
It felt like he was choking.
And then, out of nowhere, he was shown a strange memory.
There he was, lying in a pool of bl**d, a cold sword stabbed into his chest, while the main cast stood nearby, just watching.
And that weird, human-non-human guy told him this was his fate?
That memory was disturbingly vivid, as if it were a real experience. The despair and terror of d*ath sent chills down his spine.
Yun Zhonghe… got it!
Those bastards! This must be the enemy’s sinister plot! They’re trying to stir discord among them!
At first, the eerie atmosphere created by the black shadow scared him, making him feel like he was in a horror movie. How could Yun Zhonghe not be bewildered?
Hmph! Fortunately, Yun Zhonghe was as clever as a demon. He immediately saw through their trickery; he wouldn’t let the enemy’s childish tactics fool him.
How deep was his relationship with the white-haired loli? They had no clue!
How solid was his relationship with the heroines? Even less!
They thought since they couldn’t confront him head-on, they’d resort to scheming, huh?
Did they really think Yun Zhonghe was that easy to trick?
If Yun Zhonghe could be so easily manipulated, he wouldn’t be Yun Zhonghe!
This was an outright humiliation! If Yun Zhonghe had even the slightest doubt, then he had no right to call himself a brother.
Since they were good buddies, it meant unconditional trust.
This ludicrous scheme aimed to disrupt Yun Zhonghe’s resolve.
“You shameless thing! You think some petty tricks can fool me? What a deluded dreamer!”
Yun Zhonghe’s consciousness struggled in the swamp. He didn’t know what trick the enemy had employed to drown his mind endlessly, but he was sure that shadow was spying on him.
Sure enough, for just a moment, Yun Zhonghe sensed an astonished emotion coming from a direction that seemed utterly incomprehensible and shocking.
Was there really someone who would go to such lengths for someone else? Trust them so deeply?
This was so hard and solid, it made the shadow want to feel it, just to verify the hardness.
“Hey! You old pervert, don’t even think about touching me! If you dare to insult me, my good brother will chop you into pieces and crush you, leaving you with no chance of reincarnation!”
Yun Zhonghe warned in the direction from which the emotion had come.
Don’t mess with me! I’ve got a strong buddy in Huang Aotian!
The shadow: “…”
Yun Zhonghe’s words left the shadow speechless.
The shadow: “You really astonish me. I’m very curious—how did you grow into this?”
The shadow’s voice seemed to directly penetrate Yun Zhonghe’s mind.
Yun Zhonghe sneered coldly: “Want to know? Come over here! I’ve got some treats, and I can teach you how to become a big shot!”
The shadow: “…”
It seemed like it couldn’t say anything more.
Now, Yun Zhonghe was even more convinced that the shadow was using tricks to confuse him, trying to weaken his resolve in order to do something strange to him.
But who knew Yun Zhonghe’s willpower was so solid that it left the shadow feeling embarrassed.
So the shadow was impotent!
It envied and resented Yun Zhonghe, which is why it targeted him.
Yun Zhonghe kept launching mental distractions. He knew the shadow had invaded his Sea of Consciousness, controlling his mind to understand his thoughts. Since that was the case, Yun Zhonghe decided to play along, coming up with all sorts of ridiculous ideas to gross it out.
Even if Yun Zhonghe couldn’t resist it, he wouldn’t let it have an easy time.
He was no soft tofu; instead, he was an Armstrong spinning jet Armstrong cannon!
Come on, let’s hurt each other! Let me show you just how filthy modern thinking can be!
Just as Yun Zhonghe was ready to recall some philosophical classics from Bilibili to give the shadow a nice deep shock, teaching it what “society’s tasks” were and how to “stand properly” to accept “D♂D♂F’s relief hand,” the restraints binding his spirit finally loosened.
Oh ho? Can’t take it anymore?
Yun Zhonghe was feeling pretty smug. This was just the beginning; he had plenty more mental contamination tricks up his sleeve.
The shadow: “You will understand eventually.”
Yun Zhonghe scoffed, “Just a bunch of mysterious nonsense! Isn’t it just that you can’t talk back? Is it so hard to admit your own incompetence? I, for one, am very honest.”
Yet just as he was ready to continue goofing around, the surrounding darkness vanished.
The shadow never appeared again—perhaps Yun Zhonghe’s fierce display had made it lose interest.
Better this way.
It seemed his steadfast heart for Huang Aotian had once again triumphed over the enemy’s malicious intentions.
This solidified Yun Zhonghe’s determination to cling tightly to Huang Aotian’s leg.
Nothing could impact the deep bond they shared.
Pfft!
Yun Zhonghe felt as if his consciousness was a thick phlegm, then got spat out in disgust.
It was funny: that thing had inexplicably invaded his Sea of Consciousness, but somehow he was the one getting spat out?
Very peculiar.
As his awareness gradually sharpened, Yun Zhonghe became aware of his physical existence. But the next second, he couldn’t help but tense up.
He felt two exceptionally soft and warm presences pressed closely against his sides, the sensation both delicate and real, accompanied by a fresh, slightly sweet scent sneaking into his nostrils.
Yun Zhonghe abruptly opened his eyes, and right in front of him were two extraordinarily beautiful faces, mere inches away. Their skin was as smooth as cream, with a light blush on their cheeks, blooming like flowers in the morning sun.
Both were asleep, their lips parted slightly, breathing out sweet scents.
One face was incredibly familiar to him, it was Su Xiaoxiao.
The other was slightly younger, but equally stunning—Su Xinghe.
The two looked somewhat alike yet possessed their own distinct charms.
At this moment, both nestled tightly against Yun Zhonghe, their warm bodies dispelling the coldness for him.
In this dark, cold, and gloomy cave, if they didn’t keep warm, who knew what trouble might arise?
Especially since Yun Zhonghe was injured, the two sisters resolutely chose to use their body heat to keep him warm.
Realizing this, Yun Zhonghe’s body stiffened a bit.
It was worth noting that the fierce battle earlier had left both their dresses tattered, and even the stockings they wore were battle-damaged, displaying mottled marks.
They looked bizarrely beautiful in an inexplicable way.
Of course, there was also a touch of pity to it.
Yun Zhonghe swallowed silently, awkwardly shifting his gaze.
Su Xiaoxiao’s side was too dangerous—big and white—so let’s check out the little bun on the other side instead.
Not a heroine, hence very safe.
Yun Zhonghe had plenty of subjective selectivity, keen on picking the option with lesser danger for himself.
Yet as he looked at Su Xiaoxiao and Su Xinghe before him, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of sentiment. The age gap between the two shouldn’t be that great, so why the huge difference?
Having the three of them lying together was a bit like a family of three…
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Not going there! Gotta stay steadfast in my good bro stance!
Soon, it seemed the sisters woke up as well, lifting their faces sluggishly. Their hair was a chaotic mess from sleep, adding a touch of extra charm.
At this point, their lips were tantalizingly lush, as if just freshly coated with the finest rouge, their eyes sparkling with moisture.
Seeing Yun Zhonghe awake, both beamed with joy and hurriedly sat up: “Brother Yun, how are you feeling? Are you okay?”
Su Xinghe’s concern was palpable: “Is there anywhere uncomfortable? Uh… I mean, Brother Yun.”
Yun Zhonghe noticed the intense gaze from Su Xinghe, his cheeks turning crimson.
Girl, something seems off here.
