After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 143: It’s Over It’s Over It’s Over

If Bo Jingmo’s skill is “cannot die,” then does the setting of him turning into a ghost in the instance still hold? Or does he become a vampire instead?

Jiang Xi didn’t know, but one thing she was certain of—Bo Jingmo would definitely not be in danger.

As for Mu Chengsi...

Jiang Xi looked at Wu Bei. “Are you going to save her?”

She had also learned a bit about deva from Wu Bei. As for this senior, she couldn’t make a judgment, so she left it to Wu Bei to decide.

Inside the dim manor, the lights cast mottled shadows. The air felt heavy, thick with pressure.

Wu Bei turned his head in silence, looking toward the North Residence. That place was now a sea of flames—the firelight illuminating half the sky, the black and red mixing like a devil’s summoning ritual, silently marking the official start of chaos.

A few seconds later, he spoke with a grave expression, “Let’s go find Shen Youyou. Mu Chengsi won’t die.”

He had faith in Mu Chengsi. A low-level instance like this? There’s no way it could stump her.

If even this required rescuing, it would be underestimating her identity as an intermediate player.

Jiang Xi cast a quick glance inside the villa. Her eyes held a complicated emotion, but then she turned and walked with Wu Bei.

“Shen Youyou might have been locked in the North Residence this whole time, and now someone probably saved her.” She analyzed calmly. “The North Residence must be crawling with people right now. If we go over there, we could be walking into a trap.”

Yi Xian and Mu Chengsi had been relatively close to Yu Li earlier. She frowned, recalling what she’d overheard. “I think I heard Lina asking Steward Wang where Mary went.”

“Mary?”

Jiang Xi narrowed her eyes slightly, and a sudden lightbulb moment struck her. She gasped, “Go to the maids’ quarters!! Shen Youyou must be with Mary! Mary rescued her!!”

“Could it be a trap?” Yi Xian asked nervously. “Isn’t Mary Lina’s personal maid? Would she betray Lina?” ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

“But Mary is our only lead right now. And we also found something else,” Wu Bei explained from the side. Suddenly, he extended his hand, and in his palm was a small cake knife from the dessert table.

Yi Xian froze. “A knife?”

“It’s a silver knife,” Jiang Xi added. “Wu Bei and I noticed something off at the dessert table. A silver knife like this should be deadly to vampires. There’s no way Lina would just leave that out in the open. Wouldn’t that be exposing her weakness to us? So someone must’ve left it there on purpose—for us to find.”

And the only one who could’ve done all that silently... was Mary. She was the maid Lina trusted the most, and handled most of the banquet preparations.

With that in mind, Mary really did seem to be on their side.

【Hahaha, Jiang Xi’s face was full of disbelief when she saw the knife. She immediately told Wu Bei to hide it.】

【Thought it was just cake time, but turned out to be a surprise event—what insane luck.】

【I’m dying laughing. Now that they’ve got gear to kill vampires, they’re good to go, no more fear.】

【They still have to go find Shen Youyou though. God, she’s also a vampire. It’s all terrifying ghosts, front and back.】

【Do you think Mary gave them the knife to kill Lina—or to kill Shen Youyou?】

【Hard to say. I kinda feel like Mary doesn’t like Shen Youyou either. She’s pretty against her too.】

【Either way, killing Lina is for sure the plan.】

【By the way, did Mu Chengsi go after Lina all by herself?】

【No one’s worried about Bo Jingmo?】

【Is there any need to worry? He’s obviously with Lina now. Shen Youyou escaped, so Lina must be holding her boyfriend hostage.】

【LMAO, hostage? Bo Jingmo, a hostage? That’s just... weird.】

【Hehe, I can’t wait! This kind of lovers’ battlefield~】

As for this highly anticipated lovers’ battlefield, Mu Chengsi felt like she had more say in it than anyone.

She cautiously pushed open the villa’s front door and peered inside—only to realize the huge villa was completely empty.

Then again, the servants had all rushed to the North Residence.

Could Lina have left too?

The thought flashed through her mind, and Mu Chengsi frowned slightly, stepping slowly inside and glancing upstairs. She tiptoed toward the staircase.

The silence in the villa made her nerves taut. Even her breathing was unconsciously hushed.

Finally reaching the top, Mu Chengsi had just lifted her foot to move forward when she suddenly heard a faint sound up ahead. She instantly froze, eyes narrowing.

What was that sound?

Her footsteps grew lighter as she headed toward the source. At the corner, she cautiously peeked around—only to be struck dumb by the sight before her.

In the wide corridor, the light refracted from the crystal chandelier shone on the tiled floor. A tall, lean man leaned against the railing, his cool, clear eyes half-lowered, quietly gazing down at the woman in his arms.

The light fell on his deep features, casting a shadow across his face. That familiar, handsome face—who else could it be but Bo Jingmo?

The woman in his arms had her slender arms wrapped around his neck, looking up and saying something to him. Her long, jet-black hair was loose and draped lazily over her shoulders, some strands even falling onto the man’s arm that was holding her by the waist.

Though her back was turned, the luxurious black dress gave her away. Mu Chengsi instantly recognized her—it was Lina.

Bo Jingmo didn’t seem to notice her presence. He gently reached out to remove the woman’s mask. His fingers were defined and strong. He tucked the hair behind her ear—

Mu Chengsi frowned, trying to figure out what they were doing, when her expression suddenly froze.

The man had tilted the woman’s chin and was now kissing her forehead, then slowly trailing kisses—her eyes, her nose tip, and finally her lips.

His movements were reverent, his lowered lashes full of tender focus. The arm around her waist slowly glided up her smooth back.

Time seemed to freeze in that instant. Mu Chengsi’s eyes widened in shock. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out.

Bo Jingmo really… went and got together with an NPC…?!!

Her heart gave a tremble, her breath hitched, and her fingertips clutching the wall trembled uncontrollably.

It felt like she had stumbled upon some deep secret. Her eyelids twitched wildly. She looked up in a panic to confirm again—only to suddenly meet a pair of pitch-black eyes filled with murderous intent.

The man, still kissing the woman tenderly, had lifted his eyelids at some unknown moment. He was now staring coldly at her, his gaze icy as frost.

Mu Chengsi: “……”

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over.