Chapter 1132 - 816: Division (Part 3)

Chapter 1132: Chapter 816: Division (Part 3)

Liu Ye’s presence became even colder and more domineering, like the winter sea, with wind and snow raging over the boundless sea area, goose feather snow flying and pouring down, the beach piling up thick layers of snow, and even the waves becoming colder and more violent, as if seeking to freeze one’s soul and drag them into the deep sea.

Shen Tang seemed to sneeze from the cold.

She rubbed her nose, pondering where Liu Ye was holding Jia Lan in confinement—had they been walking for so long and still not arrived?

Liu Ye paused in his movements, sensing the small creature hidden within his clothes, gently twisting its body, the furry feeling lightly sweeping across his arm, like feathers softly brushing over, making his heart itch slightly, and his slender fingertips gently pinched.

He had to admit, this female’s personality was vile, but her fur was quite good.

Made into a scarf, it should be quite comfortable and warm.

If Shen Tang knew this thought, she would undoubtedly curse the Demon!

There were patrols going back and forth around, yet Liu Ye did not show himself, continuing to walk leisurely forward, neither hurried nor slow.

If someone noticed, it would not be difficult to find that he had walked back and forth twice in the same place.

Fortunately, in ten minutes, Liu Ye finally reached the location.

It was a relatively secluded palace, surrounded by four very tall walls, isolated from other palaces, appearing very unique.

The interior of the palace looked very desolate and secluded, somewhat resembling the Cold Palace.

The perimeter also had guards watching over, whose strength was higher than ordinary guards, surprisingly at the Primordial Beast Tier.

Shen Tang held her breath and quietly asked, "There probably isn’t surveillance here, right?"

Both Shen Tang and Liu Ye had spiritual power and could directly communicate using spiritual power.

Liu Ye replied, "No."

He said, "The Divine Hall needs my power and wants to draw me into their alliance, so their monitoring of me hasn’t been strict. I do not like being watched by others in private matters."

Liu Ye brought Shen Tang into the palace.

The palace appeared more secluded and cold, but the interior decoration was complete and not like a prison, hardly different from a usual bedroom palace.

Inside the room.

The young man with brown hair and blue eyes, handsome in appearance, tall in stature, exuding a noble and elegant temperament.

He was dressed in a simple white shirt and black pants, the fabric tailored to fit, outlining a graceful figure and smooth waistline, the cuff of the pants slightly rolled up, in a lazy, casual arc, revealing a section of white, exquisite ankle.

Unfortunately, around that art-like wrist bone were heavy black chains, dragging on the floor with movement, emitting a slight metallic sound.

The chains were forged from special material, engraved with elaborate energy runes, which suppressed his superpower, making it impossible for him to break free, only able to be confined in this cage.

His bare, fair, and slender feet stepped on clean, soft plush carpet, sinking slightly.

Jia Lan sat on the sofa, having completed the final map, casually tossing the game console to the floor, lying back on the sofa, extremely bored.

He closed his eyes, his mind filled with the image of Shen Tang.

Finally reunited only to be apart for so long again, he wondered how she was doing now...

He wished he could see her...

He missed her...

The door creaked open.

Jia Lan turned his head faintly, saying neither coldly nor warmly, "You still dare to come see me."

"Why wouldn’t I dare." Liu Ye shrugged, smiling meaningfully, "I brought you a ’good thing’ this time."

"A weasel wishing a chicken happy new year, you have ill intentions, no need." Jia Lan sneered, quite unappreciative.

"Oh? You thought it over? Really don’t want it? Then I shall keep it for myself." As Liu Ye said this, appearing to turn and leave, unexpectedly a shadow darted out from his sleeve, like a small cannonball, pouncing into Jia Lan’s arms.

Jia Lan widened his clear blue eyes in astonishment, even before he reacted, hearing the little thing nudging and rubbing in his arms let out a wail, "Ah Lan!"

"Waa waa, I’ve finally seen you! You’re alright, so glad!"

Jia Lan was dumbfounded, his voice trembling, "Tang... Tangtang!"

He never expected she would actually find her way here, how did she end up with that Liu Ye fellow.

Did he threaten her? Harm her?

Jia Lan’s proud and cold demeanor vanished without a trace, nervously flipping Shen Tang over several times to check her, fortunate she bore no wounds, seemed not to have been mistreated, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Shen Tang emerged from his arms, extending her tiny claws to cradle his face, feeling as though he seemed even thinner than before.

"Ah Lan, you’ve gotten thin." She said, heart aching.

Jia Lan chuckled lightly, "Have I? Perhaps."

Without her by his side, he was restless every day, having no appetite for food or drink, always preoccupied, unable to leave this place, naturally, he appeared slender.

Emotions of both excitement and sadness filled his heart, Shen Tang’s eyes brimming with hot tears.

She had imagined many scenarios along the way, fearing Jia Lan was being tortured in a dungeon, fortunately, conditions were better than she had imagined.

Though Jia Lan was constrained within the palace and curtailed in movement, it seemed Liu Ye hadn’t really tormented him.

Jia Lan was now formally separated from Liu Ye, able to possess his body rightly, which counted as a good thing.

Nearby, Liu Ye leaned against the wall, watching the deeply affectionate, sweet reunion of the two, what a truly dazzling sight.

He squinted, the tip of his tongue pressing against his molars, his heart churning with an uncomfortable feeling, somewhat of a sour sense.