Hold Tight to the Female Lead's Thigh [Transmigration GL] - Episode 15

Xiao Zhu, upon hearing this, finally noticed the green snake on the ground. She immediately stepped forward, grabbed its tail, and attempted to slam it against the wall to knock it out.

Unexpectedly, the snake seemed to possess the ability to read minds, having already seen through Xiao Zhu’s move. It coiled around her arm, opened its gaping mouth, and prepared to strike.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhu reacted quickly, using her other hand to seize the snake’s upper body, narrowly avoiding disaster.

The two remained locked in a stalemate, the snake gradually tightening its coils around Xiao Zhu’s arm. Before long, her hand began to grow numb, and she slowly lost her strength.

Those eerie golden pupils were seared into Taohua’s mind, relentlessly evoking memories of a childhood nightmare that refused to fade.

The sharp fangs, the emotionless eyes, the strange sensation of its touch, and the indescribable pain.

An overwhelming fear enveloped Taohua like an inescapable shadow, the thin air feeling like hands tightening around her neck, suffocating her.

Sweat drenched her forehead as Taohua stared blankly around, gasping for breath, convinced she was on the verge of suffocation.

No, she had to get out of here!

Leaning against the wall, Taohua staggered outward, desperate to escape the terrifying space. Her steps quickened involuntarily, and she could no longer hear Xiao Zhu’s calls.

“Guardian!” Xiao Zhu noticed something unusual about Taohua’s expression. Even if ordinary people were afraid of snakes, they wouldn’t be terrified to this extent, would they?

Fearing that Taohua might come to harm, Xiao Zhu slammed her hand hard against the table, using her internal energy to snap the snake’s spine. She tossed the coiled remains from her arm and hurried after Taohua.

By the time Xiao Zhu caught up, Taohua was nearly out of the villa.

To prevent intruders, the Night God Sect’s terrain was intricately designed. Without a guide, one could easily get lost. Moreover, the sect was equipped with numerous traps and hidden weapons, which could be fatal to those unfamiliar with martial arts. However, the guest villas were typically exempt from such designs.

“Guardian!” Seeing Taohua already outside the villa, Xiao Zhu rushed after her without delay.

Meanwhile, Guan Fusha was in the study of Hibiscus Court with Yan Hong, discussing important matters when a knock interrupted them. It was A’Tian, her voice tinged with urgency. “Guardian, this servant has urgent news to report.”

“Come in.”

A’Tian entered, her expression grim. “Reporting to the Guardian, there has been some commotion in the villa. Left Guardian Taohua was frightened and ran out.”

“How could this happen?” Guan Fusha stood up abruptly, her brows furrowed. “Did she run out alone? Where is Xiao Zhu? Wasn’t she with her?”

“Xiao Zhu…” A’Tian hesitated, afraid the Guardian would blame Xiao Zhu for negligence, so she phrased it carefully. “Xiao Zhu was occupied with an unexpected situation and couldn’t divert her attention. She did pursue immediately, but…”

The rare smile vanished from Guan Fusha’s face. Without waiting for A’Tian to finish, she brushed past them and left the room to search for Taohua.

A’Tian’s heart trembled. It had been a long, long time since she had seen the Guardian wear such an expression. Usually, Guan Fusha always wore a smile, concealing her true emotions—never revealing them voluntarily, nor allowing others to glimpse beneath the surface.

She sighed inwardly. To the Dharma Protector, Peach Blossom must be someone special. She just hoped the girl would remain safe and sound.

As Tian chased after Guan Fusha’s retreating figure, Yan Hong was left alone in the study, lost in thought.

Cui Taohua had only been appointed as the Left Dharma Protector for a single day before trouble struck that very night. Was it mere coincidence, or was someone deliberately scheming against her? Could it truly be that someone was plotting against her?

Peach Blossom had barely run out of the villa before she was completely out of breath. Her delicate constitution simply couldn’t withstand such exertion. Then, her foot slipped, and she tumbled into a patch of grass nearby.

From the depths of the grass came continuous rustling sounds. Terrified that another snake might emerge, Peach Blossom immediately tried to escape the thicket. She struggled to stand, but a sharp, piercing pain shot through her ankle, causing her to collapse back into the grass with a cry of agony.

Her face turned pale, and a thin layer of sweat beaded on her forehead from the pain. She glanced around, hoping to find someone to help, but at that moment, there wasn’t a soul in sight.

“…Help me,” Peach Blossom called out, propping herself up on her elbows as she strained to shout for assistance. Her eyes darted anxiously around, wary of anything that might suddenly leap out from the dark depths of the grass.

“Is anyone there? Help!” Her voice gradually weakened. After the intense running earlier, she began to feel dizzy and lightheaded.

Ugh, she was so fed up with this body that seemed to give up on her at the slightest provocation!

After calling out several times without anyone appearing, Peach Blossom realized she couldn’t just wait aimlessly. She had to save herself.

Just as she prepared to crawl toward the path, a rustling sound came from behind her. Every hair on her body stood on end, and her heart pounded wildly with fear.

It… it couldn’t be again, could it?

She froze in place, too terrified to move, as if someone had struck her acupoints. She strained her ears, listening intently, and realized the rustling sound seemed to be getting closer and closer.

At that moment, Peach Blossom suddenly felt something brush against her calf. Startled, she shuddered and let out a sharp scream, her eyes welling up with tears. “Ah! Don’t come near me! Go away! Don’t bite me!”

Those eerie golden pupils kept flashing in her mind. She flailed her arms wildly, trying to drive the memory away, but the overwhelming pressure had already pushed her to the brink of collapse.

“Junior Sister, it’s me!” Guan Fusha had searched half the Night God Sect before finally finding Peach Blossom, only to discover her in such a terrified state.

Recognizing Guan Fusha’s voice, Peach Blossom stopped her frantic movements and slowly opened her eyes.

The moonlight tonight was exceptionally bright, casting a silver glow across the land. Gone was the usual insincere smile from Guan Fusha’s face. Instead, her brows were tightly furrowed as she looked at Peach Blossom with genuine concern.

Perhaps it was the tenderness in her expression, but Peach Blossom’s tightly wound nerves suddenly relaxed, and tears began to fall without warning.

Startled by Peach Blossom’s tears, Guan Fusha panicked, unsure of how to comfort her. “Junior Sister, what’s wrong? Are you hurt somewhere?”

Hearing this, Peach Blossom only cried louder.

“Don’t cry, please don’t cry!” Taohua’s reaction sent Guan Fusha into a flurry of panic. Gently wiping away the glistening tears with her fingertips, she drew Taohua into her embrace with her other arm, soothing softly, “There, there, no more tears. I’m here with you.”