Prince and I in Desert Island

I had a dream, an evil dream, in which Li Yan Wang Yao became my woman, and in my dream Shangguan Lulu did not escape from my clutches.    

People always live under a mask when they are awake. Perhaps we are real only in dreams.    

When I woke up, I felt a touch of softness in my palm. I couldn't bear to pinch the familiar feeling made me wake up.    

He secretly opened one of his eyes and took a glance. I found that one of my hands was stroking Wang Yao's face. Wang Yao's eyes were closed and she still hadn't woken up. His other hand was holding onto Li Yan tightly.    

Ye Zichen glanced at Li Yan, then noticed that her pretty face was completely red as she bit her lips. She noticed that I had woken up and met my gaze. She looked at me with disdain, her gaze filled with four words — You're dead for sure.    

I wanted to let go, but when I saw the look on her face, I gave her a pinch. Li Yan never thought that I would be so shameless. I don't have the same aura as before and look at her innocently.    

"Si", a feeling of flesh splitting came from my thigh, and when I looked over, I saw Li Yan's slender hand was pinching my thigh, the flesh in her hand had already rotated more than half a circle clockwise.    

I wanted to let her go at once and beg for her forgiveness, but then I thought about what would happen if I gave in like that.    

I endured the pain in my thigh as my palms pushed again. I felt a tightening sensation, and the ball in my hands didn't change at all. It felt very elastic.    

I thought she was going to pinch me hard, and I continued to hold back the pain in my hand, just as the pain in my thigh disappeared.    

I glanced at her. She had been completely defeated by me and her face was now filled with a pleading expression. There was no trace of the arrogance from before.    

I was thinking that it was still too early for a fool to fight me. My skin is as thick as a tank's. What can a developing mage like you do to me?    

Until Wang Yao vaguely rubbed her eyes, I think she will wake up before letting Li Yan go. Li Yan heaved a long sigh of relief. The pressure was probably too great.    

When they got to the bottom, Auntie Lin had already finished preparing breakfast, while Amo and the others were still training. I was going to call Amor and the others for breakfast.    

As soon as I went to Liyan, Wang Yao and Shangguan Lulu, I wanted to go with me. Their little follower, Jin, naturally followed them. Well, I'm used to them following me anyway.    

When I got to the board, I saw Amo rushing up. I felt a little uneasy when I saw his panicked expression and didn't know what was going on.    

Amor stopped when he saw me and spoke to me, out of breath. But when he was in a hurry, I couldn't understand what he was saying at all.    

I told him to take a rest first. Amo rested for a while before he calmed down and said …    

"Kaye, it's bad. Our brother who trained to dive just saw a lot of corpses floating to the beach."    

He pointed to the side of the boat and said, There it is.    

I looked in the direction that Amor was pointing and saw something extremely disgusting. I immediately told Li Yan and the rest to go back. There were things I didn't want them to see, and I was afraid it would scare them.    

Li Yan and Wang Yao both obediently took Shangguan Lulu and Zhen to help Auntie Lin.    

Amos and I walked down the plank toward the body, Arthur and the others making way for me as I came down.    

As soon as I reached the corpse, I smelled a rotten stench that nearly made me puke.    

The time of death should have been two days ago. There were bullet wounds running through the body's head, and the body was already bubbling from the long soak in the sea. His skin was already covered in spots, making him look like a young man in his twenties.    

"There's more," a wet black man said, pointing in the other direction.    

I walked in the direction he was pointing, and Amor and the others followed me.    

I did see a few more bodies on the beach not far away, all about the same level of decay, except one of them had no head. His head had been cut off by a knife, and because the wound was very uniform, even the cut on his neck was smooth.    

This blade-wielding person's strength was extraordinary. Although he could use a spear, he was still able to use a blade so cleanly.    

Who was this person using the saber? This man will be our nemesis in the future.