Chapter 451 "The Fantasy World's Deadly Storm: Lin Xiaomoyu's Extreme Breakout"
Lin Xiao and Mo Yu were trapped in this eerie castle. The violent storm outside was like the roar of a demon, ravaging the world crazily. The rain poured down like a raging torrent, fiercely hitting the walls and windows of the castle, making an ear-breaking roar. Lightning tore through the night sky like a sharp sword, and after a moment of light, there was a thunderous roar that seemed to shake the world into pieces.
Lin Xiao paced back and forth in the room anxiously, her face as pale as paper, her brows knitted tightly together, her eyes full of helplessness and panic. "Mo Yu, this damn weather is driving us crazy! What should we do? It feels like we are going to be trapped here to death!" She yelled, pulling her hair hard, her emotions on the verge of collapse.
Mo Yu stood in front of the window, his expression solemn, his eyes firmly staring at the violent storm outside the window. His hands were clenched into fists, his body tense like a fully drawn bowstring, as if he was struggling against this extremely bad weather. "Xiao'er, don't panic, as long as we still have a breath, we will definitely find a way out." His voice was low and powerful, but there was also a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
At this moment, the candlelight in the room was swaying violently under the strong wind, and it seemed that it would go out at any time. Dark shadows were dancing in the room, as if hiding countless dangers.
Lin Xiao stopped, hugged her arms tightly against her chest, and trembled slightly. "Mo Yu, I'm really scared. This castle is so gloomy and creepy. I always feel like something is watching us in the dark." Her voice was filled with tears, and her lips trembled with fear.
Mo Yu turned around, walked to Lin Xiao's side, and gently held her in his arms. "Don't be afraid, Xiao'er, I'm here with you, and I won't let anything hurt you." His words were gentle and firm, giving Lin Xiao some comfort.
Suddenly, an even more violent gust of wind blew past, and the windows were clanging loudly, as if they would be completely destroyed in the next moment.
Lin Xiao screamed and snuggled tightly in Mo Yu's arms. "Mo Yu, this wind is too scary. I feel like we're going to be swept away!"
Mo Yu hugged Lin Xiao tighter and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Xiao'er, it's just a gust of wind."
Just then, they heard a strange sound of footsteps. The footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, getting closer and closer, as if they were approaching the room they were in.
Lin Xiao raised his head from Mo Yu's arms, his eyes filled with fear. "Mo Yu, what is that sound? Is it... a ghost?"
Mo Yu made a gesture to keep quiet, walked cautiously to the door, and listened attentively.
The footsteps became clearer and clearer, and every step seemed to weigh heavily on their hearts.
Lin Xiao's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and her breathing became rapid. She stared at the door, her palms full of sweat.
Mo Yu gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, all the muscles in his body were tensed to the extreme, ready to face any danger that might come at any time.
With a creaky sound, the door slowly opened, and a biting cold wind carrying rain rushed into the room.
Lin Xiao couldn't help but scream again and hid behind Mo Yu.
Mo Yu widened his eyes and stared at the door vigilantly.
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