Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 313 - 306: A Turn of Events

Chapter 313: Chapter 306: A Turn of Events

In the wee hours of the morning, Luo’er woke with a start. He had dreamt of being tightly bound and thrown off a cliff, awakening in terror from the nightmare.

Upon waking, he realized he was indeed tightly bound. Tangmo had tied up both his hands and feet. He’d tried to struggle but he couldn’t free himself no matter what, making him look somewhat like a wriggling caterpillar.

At this point, he was stuffed into a sleeping bag. Tangmo was snuggled up to him, sharing the same sleeping bag. She was sound asleep, resting her head on his shoulder.

When she was asleep, Tangmo showed her sweet and cute nature. However, once her eyes were open, her aura would change instantly.

Tangmo’s desire for Luo’er was unusual. What she wanted was possession over him, rather than a fascination with his body. Hence, she didn’t overstep any boundaries even when they were cuddled up together. She had kissed Luo’er earlier to assert her dominance, nothing more.

Tangmo wasn’t interested in Luo’s body which was a relief for him; at least she wouldn’t violate him. However, he couldn’t fully relax because he knew that even though Tangmo didn’t care about his body, she was very much intrigued by his existence. As long as he remained by her side, she wouldn’t care about his condition.

Even if Luo’er ended up severely handicapped, even if his face was ruined, it wouldn’t affect Tangmo’s infatuation with him. If he died, she would still obsess over him in a sick way. Thinking about this always sent shivers down Luo’er’s spine.

"Good morning, Luo’er!" As he was lost in thought, suddenly a pair of small hands covered his face. Soon after, a warm breath tickled his ear. Tangmo’s languid voice was so enticing that even Luo’er shuddered slightly at the bottom of his heart.

"Sleeping beside you is so warm. From now on, we must sleep together." Tangmo, her eyes half-closed, held his face while smiling brightly.

"That’s fine for you, but I’m uncomfortable. My hands and feet are tied, it’s not comfortable at all. They’re already numb." Luo’er said, his face unchanged.

"What can you do? Who told you to be so naughty, always wanting to run away." Tangmo replied, her eyes crinkling in a smile.

"How do you know I want to escape if you don’t untie me? And besides, I have to take you back, I can’t just leave you here." Despite frowning, Luo’er’s tone was filled with concern for Tangmo.

"Haha, thank you for caring for me, but now, it’s better for you to worry about yourself!" Tangmo softly whispered in his ear, her tone sending chills down his spine.

"Do you plan on tearing me limb from limb?" Luo’er asked.

"Why not?" Tangmo looked at him, smiling, "Are you scared?"

"Of course, I’m definitely scared." Luo’er answered honestly, quickly changing tone, "But I also believe that Moumou won’t let you hurt me."

"At this point, you still believe that the loser could help you?" Upon hearing his words, Tangmo couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

"If you wanted to kill me, you would’ve done it in front of the Advance Team. Why didn’t you do it?" Luo’er turned his head, fixing her with a stern gaze, "I know you wouldn’t hesitate to kill me, but you didn’t make a move in the end. I guess, that wasn’t your intention, was it?"

This clue is what Luo’er had been thinking about all night. True, if this Momo intended to kill Luo’er, she could have done it right in front of Cheng Ziang and his team. But in the end, she didn’t have the heart to do it and instead kidnapped him while making all sorts of threats.

Obviously, there was something resisting her actions. Luo’er guessed that this power should be Moumou’s original personality. It was her who prevented the current personality from killing.

After hearing Luo’er’s speculation, the sweetness on Tangmo’s face quickly turned cold. Her eyes glared angrily at Luo’er, and her expression twisted into a ferocious glare.

"You’re so full of yourself, you think I really wouldn’t dare to kill you?" Tangmo’s voice was hoarse as she asked, all the while clenching her hand around Luo’er’s neck. The deep force once again tore his wounds on the neck, and blood instantly spurted out.

Luo’er gritted his teeth, pain shooting through his gaze as he watched her. Obviously, his speculation was correct, otherwise Tangmo would not be so angry. Her agitation indicated he had hit a nerve.

"You really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you? You really think that Moumou the weakling could stop me?" Tangmo became more and more animated as she spoke, even ripping open the sleeping bag and straddling him. Her hands still gripping his throat, a sick smile on her face, "Luo’er, you seem to be getting too cheeky. Since you think so, let me show you if your dear Moumou will help you!"

As she spoke, her face turned vicious, and she clenched Luo’er’s throat with her teeth gritted. Her grip was so strong that Luo’er could hardly breathe, his face turning red from the struggle.

At this moment, Luo’er was tightly bound from head to toe and he had no way to struggle; he could only let her strangle him. At this moment, Luo’er also began to regret, he should not have provoked her. This person was not the Moumou he knew. If she truly went crazy and started killing, the original Moumou would not be able to stop her.

At this point, Luo’er was becoming more and more uncomfortable, his consciousness began to blur, and he even began to hallucinate. Just when he thought he was going to die this time, suddenly, Tangmo seemed to be electrocuted. Her body trembled violently, and she let go of her hand.

Having escaped death’s grip, Luo’er coughed violently, taking in large gulps of air. As he caught his breath, he glanced at Tangmo from the corner of his eye. He saw her hands shaking in mid-air, her face bearing an expression of disbelief, as if she had seen something terrifying.

Seeing Luo’er secretly looking at herself, Tangmo was instantly infuriated. Immediately, a loud slap landed on Luo’er’s face. The strength in her hand was so immense that it stunned Luo’er, leaving a burning red imprint on his face.

Although he was struck by a harsh slap, Luo’er was still relieved. After all, he hadn’t been strangled to death, which was a stroke of good fortune in the midst of his misfortune. It seemed that he should be careful when dealing with an unstable person. Even though Moumou might try to take back her body, if he upset the current Momo, his life might be at stake.

"Comfortable?" Tangmo sat on top of him, looking down at his miserable state with a grim smile on her face.

"You are crying!" Luo’er glanced at her and couldn’t help but blurt out.

The moment his words left his mouth, he regretted it. He had just been thinking not to provoke her, but now the trouble had started. He could only hope Tangmo would not continue to deal with him.

What somewhat eased his mind was the fact that Tangmo didn’t continue to strike him. She stared at him, panting heavily. A couple of tears flowed down her face, which was quickly wiped away by her.

Luo’er didn’t dare to meet her gaze, afraid that his fear might reveal itself to her. As Tangmo panted heavily staring at him, she spoke menacingly after a long pause: "Don’t think that you can control me like this. Since you don’t want to kill your Luo, I’ll destroy him. You can’t have what I can’t."

These words were clearly not meant for Luo’er but for the other Moumou. Tangmo was obviously upset about how the other Moumou was interfering with her actions.

As she spoke, she decisively reached for a dagger that was lying nearby. Then, she aimed it straight at Luo’er’s heart. Surprised, Luo’er twisted his body abruptly. Her stab missed Luo’er and instead got embedded in his sleeping bag, sinking deep into the mud below.

"Moumou, calm down!" Luo’er shouted in terror.

"Die!" Tangmo pulled out the dagger again, instantly cut Luo’er’s arm, and blood immediately flowed out.

She had begun to act insanely, holding the dagger above her head in a dominating posture, her hand with the shining dagger ready to stab down once more.

Luo’er twisted himself like a carp leaping up from the ground. He then used his head to forcefully hit her face. Tangmo screamed in pain, and her body fell backward.

She covered her nose, blood oozing continuously from between her fingers. Her face twisted in pain, tears welled up in her eyes, and the dagger fell from her hand.

Seeing the dagger on the ground, Luo’er acted without hesitation. Although he was tightly bound, it did not affect his ability to roll. He rolled on the ground, positioning himself over the dagger, refusing to move, thereby preventing Tangmo from getting to the dagger.

Wiping the blood from her nose, Tangmo’s face twisted into an evil expression. Despite the blood flowing from her nose, she growled and lunged at Luo’er again, trying to retrieve the dagger from under him.

Since his hands and feet were bound, Luo’er, faced with Tangmo’s frenzied attack, couldn’t resist at all. He could only lay there allowing her fingernails to tear at his skin. The wound on his neck was torn open again by her, and the opening was even larger than before, the blood flowing out more freely. Luckily, he was able to instinctively move his face away, preventing his face from being ruined by her claws.

"Moumou, come to your senses, don’t let this personality control your body! I know you’re not this kind of person, I know you’re doing this reluctantly!" As Luo’er was being attacked, he shouted loudly.

"Shut up! Don’t think she can save you, you are doomed, once I get the dagger, I’ll take your life!!" Tangmo screamed hysterically, all the while continuously slapping Luo’er’s face, each slap bringing with it a burning pain.

She was acting very crazy, but behind the craziness lay an irrepressible sense of dread. Clearly, she had also realized that she couldn’t completely control this body anymore. The original Moumou was struggling hard, trying to reclaim control of the body, which made her start to panic.

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