My Demon Queen

Chapter 112 I am a young father

"Who?"

Ye An was startled, and his voice trembled unconsciously. His eyes searched anxiously in the darkness, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his hands trembled slightly due to nervousness.

There was deathly silence all around, only that sigh seemed to linger in the darkness, making Ye An feel creepy.

"I say, can you please stop being so desperate every time? You want to commit suicide when you don't agree with something. Who gave you this bad habit?"

A voice exactly the same as Ye An's suddenly sounded behind Ye An.

When Ye An heard this voice that couldn't be more familiar, the blood in his body suddenly felt like it was stuffed into an Arctic ice cellar. It froze solid all of a sudden, and his whole body froze in place as if he was cast under a spell, unable to move even a finger.

"I say, weren't you so arrogant and bold just now? What's wrong? Are you so cowardly now?"

The voice shouted again, its tone full of ridicule and mockery.

"What the hell are you!"

Ye An yelled at the top of his voice, and turned his head around like a rattle, staring at the pitch-black area behind him. His eyes rolled around left and right, but he didn't see any human figure.

"I'm your father! What the hell!"

"I'm a young dad!"

"Oh my god, you little bastard, your mouth stinks worse than a toilet!"

"Humph, your father has never been afraid of anyone when it comes to bickering! Don't think that just because you speak in a Beijing accent I will..."

Ye An was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and finally realized that something was wrong, the tone of voice, the unique accent.

"Wait, you...Palace Jade Liquor?"

"How boring! Why are you giving me secret signals?" the voice yelled with full impatience.

"Then what the hell are you?"

Ye An was so angry at the moment. He was so happy just now that he thought he had met a fellow villager, but reality was like a ruthless slap in the face, teaching him a lesson.

"Guess?" The voice came again.

"You bastard, I'll die with you!" Ye An was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick, and his hair almost stood up.

"I really admire you!" said the voice helplessly.

Then, there was a crisp snap of fingers, and the darkness around him gathered in front of Ye An at lightning speed, like soldiers hearing the assembly order.

In less than a moment, the surrounding space turned into endless white in the blink of an eye, so bright that people could hardly open their eyes.

In front of Ye An, a man dressed in black suddenly appeared. However, this black Ye An was like a vague shadow, grinning evilly, and that smile was as weird as it could be.

When Ye An saw the black shadow that looked exactly like him, he couldn't help but complain in his heart:

What a clichéd plot. There is a person exactly like you living inside your body. Either he will turn evil or he is the original owner of this body. In the end, he will compete with you for your body and then bring disaster to the world.

"Tsk, what the hell are you thinking? Who would want your broken body? It's so trash." The phantom Ye An said with disdain.

When Ye An heard this, his eyes widened instantly and he was completely stunned: Oh my god, can he hear my own voice?

"Yeah, I can hear you. It seems that we are one now." The phantom Ye An crossed his arms and said leisurely.

"Then what are you?" Ye An asked with a frown.

"Now? I won't tell you."

The phantom Ye An stood with his hands behind his back and turned his head away, looking as if he deserved a beating as possible.

"Then let's die together."

Ye An was too lazy to talk nonsense and started to change the finger gestures with his hands quickly.

"Fuck, you are sick."

When the phantom Ye An saw Ye An starting to change his finger gestures, he jumped up in anger and his hair almost stood up.

"Then you tell me or not."

"Now is not the time."

"Then let's die together."

"Get out of here."

"Say or not"

Just like that, the two Ye Ans were arguing with each other, neither of them giving in.

In the end, the phantom Ye An couldn't help it anymore. He took advantage of Ye An's inattention and slid forward to knock Ye An over with a "whoosh".

"Fuck, you're sneaking up on me."

Ye An was lying on the white ground, his face flushed with anger, the veins on his neck bulged, and he started cursing at the top of his lungs.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom Ye An did not hesitate to use a standard cross lock, locking Ye An tightly.

"Who told you to self-destruct when you have a disagreement?"

The phantom Ye An was also cursing at the top of his voice, and the saliva was like rain, almost spraying onto Ye An's face.

"Then why don't you tell me your origins?"

Ye An's face flushed and he squeezed out these words from between his teeth with difficulty.

Although this was only a confrontation on the consciousness level, Ye An felt very strange. The injuries inflicted on his body seemed to be really touching him directly.

"Can't you be less curious? What do you say over there? Oh, yes, curiosity kills the cat. Why are you so curious?"

Although the phantom Ye An said this, he did not increase the strength in his hands, but just locked Ye An tightly.

“It’s human nature to be curious.”

Ye An felt that he did not increase his strength, but was simply controlling himself, so he simply stopped struggling, which made him feel more comfortable.

"God's nature. If it weren't for me, your father, you would have died countless times. It's not an exaggeration to say that I'm your father."

The shadow of Ye An shouted loudly, looking very disappointed with his friend.

"You're talking like you saved me?"

Ye An also accepted his fate and simply lay on the phantom Ye An, rolling his eyes and said nonchalantly.

"Damn, do you want me to explain it to you in detail?" The phantom Ye An became anxious.

"Tell me about it, my great son." Ye An still said with an indifferent look.

"Fuck, die." After saying this, the shadow Ye An suddenly increased his strength.

"Hey, hey, hey, cough, cough, let go, let go," Ye An was immediately strangled to the point of being unable to breathe and began to cough violently.

"Call me daddy." The phantom Ye An said smugly with a cocky look on his face.

"I won't cry even if you die or I die." Ye An replied stubbornly while coughing violently.

"Good boy, you have backbone. Okay, I'll tell you." The phantom Ye An also loosened the strength on his hands, and then said to Ye An.

"Hurry up and tell me. I, your father, will teach you a lesson later." Ye An said weakly, but his eyes still showed stubbornness.

"Tsk, let me think about it. Where should I start?" The phantom Ye An didn't care about Ye An's threat at all. He just lay down, looking at the white space, as if thinking about something.

"Yes, just tell me the moment you wanted to die from Mo Qingcheng."

(Dear readers and fans, I have found an excellent CV teacher who dubbed a real-life voice for Mo Qingcheng. If you are interested, you can search for [Happy Family Poetess] on Douyin or Xiaohongshu. I think this dubbing is quite good, reflecting Mo Qingcheng's domineering and determination. You can listen to it. I will also try my best to improve the content creation, and strive for the opportunity to cooperate with the dubbing studio in the future to give everyone another voice experience.)