When Beauty Meets Beasts

Chapter 863 Losing Control

When Huanhuan woke up, she found someone standing by the bed.

She was shocked and quickly sat up. Only then did she see that the other party was He Zong.

"Why are you here?"

He Zong smiled and said, "I came to see you."

Huanhuan asked.

"Didn't I just give you a bowl of blood? How did you use it up so quickly?"

"I'm not here to ask you for blood." He Zong held her hand, his gaze lingering on her beautiful face. He looked very infatuated. "Didn't you ask me before how I plan to continue to lie to the people if you die in the future? I can give you an answer now."

Huanhuan instinctively sensed danger.

She shook off his hand and touched her face. She realized that the veil she had been wearing had been removed.

Now her entire face was revealed.

Huanhuan retreated warily. "What do you want?"

He Zong approached her. "I asked you for a marriage alliance previously, but you weren't willing. In that case, why don't I be your mate? In the future, when you give birth to my children, I'll push our children to the throne. A king of all beasts who has inherited the bloodline of the royal family and the prophet will definitely be the most powerful king of all beasts in the world. Even without the divine artifact's healing technique and your blood, he can still dominate the world!"

With that, he pounced on Huanhuan and pressed her to the ground!

Huanhuan struggled desperately. "Are you crazy? Get lost!"

He Zong felt that he was indeed crazy.

If he forced himself to become mates with Lin Huanhuan and she abandoned him in the future, he would definitely suffer the backlash of the mate contract.

Logic told him that forcefully mating was definitely not a wise move.

However, all his attention was on her face.

Every cell in his body was clamoring to possess her immediately!

He couldn't control himself!

Hiss!

Huanhuan's clothes were torn, and her snow-white skin was exposed.

She took out the bone knife from her space and stabbed him in the neck!

He Zong hurriedly raised his hand to block it.

His arm was cut by the blade, and blood flowed.

The intense pain allowed He Zong to regain some rationality, but when he looked up and saw the snow-white skin on Huanhuan's body, the rationality in his mind suddenly collapsed again!

He pounced on her again and forcefully snatched the bone knife from her hand and threw it aside.

When the bone knife landed, it made a crisp sound.

Huanhuan was too weak. Coupled with the fact that she had lost too much blood, she was even less of a match for He Zong.

In just a moment, she was firmly pressed down.

When his palm touched her, the intense humiliation almost suffocated her.

She shouted desperately, "If you touch me again, I'll kill myself!"

When He Zong touched her tender and smooth skin, his mind was filled with the thought of ravaging her. He had no time to care about what she said.

Huanhuan would rather die than be raped like this!

Huanhuan made up her mind and bit her tongue!

Blood gushed out of her mouth, staining a large area of the blanket in the blink of an eye.

He Zong was stunned.

He didn't expect her to really dare to commit suicide.

At that moment, Xing Chen returned.

As soon as he walked into the house, he saw Huanhuan being pressed against him. The rich smell of blood filled the room.

He Zong hurriedly sat up and reached out to pull Huanhuan.

She couldn't die yet! At least not now!

Before he could touch Huanhuan, Xing Chen grabbed his collar and threw him against the wall.

He Zong slid down the wall and fell to the ground.

He quickly got up and saw Xing Chen hugging Huanhuan. He couldn't help but sneer. "So you like her too. That's right. She's so beautiful. Any normal male beast wouldn't be able to help but press her under him and ravish her…"

Before he could finish, the Soul-Devouring Vine suddenly darted out and wrapped around He Zong's neck.

He Zong was tall and strong, and he weighed at least 200 kilograms. However, at this moment, he was lifted up by the Soul-Devouring Vine.

He was forced to hang in midair. His neck was wrapped tightly by the Soul-Devouring Vine, and he could barely breathe.

Xing Chen looked at him coldly. "I told you that she belongs to me. No one can touch her except me."

He Zong couldn't understand.

He had clearly cut Huanhuan's wrist and bled in front of Xing Chen, but Xing Chen did not care about her then.

Why had he acted so indifferent back then? Now, he rushed out like a crazy dog and attacked him.

Was it because Lin Huanhuan was almost raped?

He Zong struggled for help. "I-I was wrong. Please let me go…"

Xing Chen wanted to kill him now.

But reason told him no.

Now, the outside was filled with beast soldiers arranged by He Zong. There was no lack of top experts among them. Once He Zong died, those beast soldiers would definitely swarm over.

Xing Chen was confident that he could escape unscathed from them, but he was not confident that he could bring Huanhuan away unscathed.

He controlled the Soul-Devouring Vine and threw He Zong out.

He Zong fell heavily to the ground, wincing in pain.

When the Soul-Devouring Vine entangled him just now, he felt very rich demonic energy. Clearly, the Soul-Devouring Vine was a demon from the abyss. Xing Chen must be a demon too!

He Zong didn't dare to stay here any longer and quickly fled.

Xing Chen opened Huanhuan's mouth and frowned when he saw that her tongue was bitten into a bloody mess. "Are you really planning on killing yourself?"

Huanhuan lay on the blood-stained bed. Her body was very cold from blood loss, and her mind was blank.

Xing Chen reached out to hug her.

As soon as his fingers touched her body, she trembled involuntarily.

She was afraid.

Xing Chen said patiently, "Don't be afraid. I won't do anything to you. I just want to change your blanket and sheets."

Huanhuan still did not react.

Xing Chen carefully picked her up and put her aside. He quickly changed the bedsheet before putting Huanhuan back under the blanket.

Due to Huanhuan's strong self-healing ability, the wound on her tongue had automatically healed, but the taste of blood in her mouth was still there.

She hid under the warm and dry blanket, her cold body warming up bit by bit.

Xing Chen looked at her pale and thin face and couldn't help but say, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me."

Huanhuan's eyes moved.

She looked at Xing Chen in front of her and was silent for a long time. Her mind gradually moved.

She remembered what had just happened, and her eyes turned red. She cried on the spot.

Tears fell one after another and landed on the blanket.

It was the first time Xing Chen had seen her cry in front of him.

He couldn't help but panic.

"D-Don't cry!"

Huanhuan cried harder and harder. Her thin body twitched as if she could faint from crying at any moment.

Xing Chen had never coaxed anyone.

He didn't know what to do to stop her crying. He reached out and pulled her into his arms.