When Beauty Meets Beasts

Chapter 726 What Should We Do Now?

Two demon slaves were tugging at her clothes, trying to strip her naked and take a closer look at what was unusual about her.

A timid demon slave said, "Alright, stop bullying her. When Master comes back, we'll all be punished."

"Don't worry, we're just playing with her. We won't leave any scars on her. Even if Master comes back, he won't know what we've done."

"But if she complains…"

"She has no evidence. As long as the few of us align our confessions and refuse to admit it, there's nothing she can do about us."

They surrounded Little Huan and messed up her braid. The wreath fell to the ground and was stepped on.

Little Huan neither cried nor made a fuss. She only kept saying Xing Chen's name.

It wasn't until her dress was torn that she suddenly struggled violently.

She pushed the demon slave in front of her away and ran out in a panic.

"Don't let her get away!"

The demon slaves screamed. If Little Huan ran away, all of them would be punished by Xing Chen.

They quickly chased after Little Huan.

Little Huan ran too quickly and slipped on the ground. She fell forward and hit her head on the threshold.

There was a muffled bang.

Her vision went black, and she fainted.

Seeing this, the demon slaves were all stunned.

What should they do now?

…

The prophet and Huanhuan walked in the forest for three days, but there was still no sign of Rock City.

Huanhuan looked around. This place was very unfamiliar. This was her first time here, so she had no idea what this place was.

In these three days, the prophet learned a lot of survival skills, including but not limited to lighting a fire, cooking soup, catching fish, and picking wild fruits.

He counted the leaves and firewood before skillfully lighting a fire.

Huanhuan sat beside him and watched him. She couldn't help but sigh. "You're becoming less and less like Prophet."

As he added firewood, the prophet said, "Prophet isn't my name to begin with. Like priests and witch doctors, it's the title of my job."

Huanhuan was a little curious. "Then what's your name?"

"My real name is Yin Ji."

Huanhuan repeated the name twice in her heart. "I'll remember."

She took an iron pot from her space and handed it to the prophet.

The prophet propped it on the fire and boiled water to make soup.

As Huanhuan had no appetite, most of the soup ended up in the prophet's stomach.

After eating and drinking his fill, the prophet spread thick hay, then two layers of animal hide. He touched the mattress and made sure it was soft. Then, he picked Huanhuan up and placed her on the animal hide.

It was late at night. Huanhuan's eyes were closed, and her head was on the prophet's shoulder. She was sleeping very soundly.

Unknowingly, Huanhuan felt as if her soul had flown out.

When she opened her eyes, she saw herself lying on a large bed.

She immediately sat up and looked around. She realized that she was not in the forest but in a dimly lit house. The prophet was long gone.

'Where am I?'

Huanhuan looked confused.

She wanted to get out of bed and take a look, but she was surprised to find that her limbs had become very short. She looked down and took a closer look.

Not only had her limbs become shorter, but her entire body had become shorter!

She was only slightly bigger than the palm of an adult male beast. She looked like a pocket doll.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Xing Chen walked in.

He saw that Little Huan had woken up, and his cold expression softened a little.

"How do you feel? Are you feeling unwell anywhere else?"

Huanhuan looked at him blankly.

Why was Xing Chen here?

Seeing that she was silent, Xing Chen thought she was throwing a tantrum. He reached out and picked her up. He put her in his arms and said gently, "It's my fault this time. I shouldn't have left you at home. You were bullied by those demon slaves and fell unconscious after hitting the ground."

Huanhuan's mind was a mess.

What demon slave? When did she hit the ground?

What the hell was going on?

Xing Chen lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "I've already dealt with those demon slaves. They'll never appear in front of you again. Don't be angry, okay?"

Huanhuan had no idea what was going on.

However, she maintained the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes. She kept her mouth shut to prevent Xing Chen from seeing through her.

Xing Chen said a lot of comforting words. Seeing that she was still unmoved, he couldn't help but frown and say, "Why are you ignoring me? What do I have to do to make you happy?"

Huanhuan continued to be silent.

Xing Chen had no choice but to put her back on the bed. "Rest well first. I'm going out for a while. I'll accompany you later."

Normally, Little Huan would have jumped up and hugged his fingers. She would roll on the ground and refuse to let him leave.

But now, Little Huan had no reaction.

She watched Xing Chen leave without moving.

Xing Chen walked out of the room and glanced back. For some reason, he felt that Little Huan looked strange just now…

? Not long after Xing Chen left, Huanhuan sneaked out of the room.

As Little Huan usually liked to stick to Xing Chen, Xing Chen did not arrange for anyone to watch over her. She could move around the palace freely.

This gave Huanhuan great convenience.

After she left the bedroom, she walked out of the palace door smoothly.

It was barren outside the palace gate.

Huanhuan couldn't help but freeze on the spot.

There were black stones of all shapes and sizes everywhere. There was not a blade of grass on the ground. Some black insects crawled out of the cracks in the stones. The sky above Huanhuan's head was dark.

This was the abyss, the habitat of all demons.

Huanhuan looked down at her small arms and legs. With her small body, she was not even enough to fill the gaps between those insects' teeth.

She was really about to break down.

Why did she come to this godforsaken place?!

At that moment, she saw a red figure flash not far away.

Huanhuan was stunned at first, but then she was overjoyed.

That figure was Xue Ling!

She quickly jumped down the stairs and ran in Xue Ling's direction.

"Xue Ling! I'm here!"

Not long after Xue Ling arrived in the abyss, Black Crow discovered his tracks. He had no choice but to change his plan at the last minute and find a place to hide.

It was also because of this that Xing Chen, who had rushed over after hearing the news, missed him.

He followed Xing Chen from afar and found the palace in the deepest part of the abyss.

The palace was wrapped in Soul-Devouring Vines. Anyone who approached would be discovered by Xing Chen.

Xue Ling could only hide in the distance and secretly observe the palace. He wandered around the palace, hoping to find a chance to enter.

In a daze, he thought he heard Huanhuan's voice.

Huanhuan was perfectly fine in Rock City. How could she appear here?

He must be hallucinating!

But not long after, Xue Ling heard Huanhuan's voice again.

She was shouting his name.

"Xue Ling! Xue Ling!"

Xue Ling's heart skipped a beat. This was not an illusion!

Huanhuan was really nearby!