eurekapd Chapter 101 Searching for the Holy Remains
Chapter 101 Searching for the Holy Remains
A woman stands at the bow of a boat on the sea.
Her long, maple-red hair was tousled by the sea breeze.
She ignited her golden eyes, her lips parted slightly, and ancient, mysterious language flowed out.
"Word of Power: Judgment!"
With a casual swing of his cherry-red longsword, he instantly cleaved hordes of corpse-guarding monsters trying to emerge from the sea in two.
The corpse, stained with black blood, sank to the bottom of the sea as the tide receded.
The sea was surging with waves.
She raised her left hand and gently pressed it down, and the sea instantly became calm, as still as a virgin.
On the shore, Principal Angers stood with his arms crossed, silently watching Erii, who looked like a judge, with swirling smoke wafting before his eyes.
Following Ye Jingchen's plan before diving into the sea, Uesugi Yue used his own blood to lure the first batch of corpse-guarding monsters that came ashore to an abandoned train tunnel, where there were explosives that Ryoma Genichiro had instructed his clansmen to place in advance.
The group of corpse guardians that Erii killed was the second group of corpse guardians. It seemed that there were endless corpse guardians on the seabed, constantly rising to the surface...
The underwater world, Takamagahara.
After the eyes, which have been in a dark environment for a long time, have adjusted to the sudden bright light.
Chen Motong then saw clearly what was happening before her: an underwater kingdom.
The ancient-style buildings, varying in height, include spires, temples, and houses.
"To be precise, this is not the Nibelungen of the White King, but Takamagahara, built by the Snake-Headed Eight Families in the old era." Ye Jingchen walked out of the passage and entered this underwater city. "Let me put you down and have you sit for a while."
"okay."
Ye Jingchen released Chen Motong's thigh.
Chen Motong, with one leg on the ground and supporting herself against the stone wall, slowly sat down. She then saw Ye Jingchen remove her diving suit. Chen Motong was shocked and clutched her chest, backing away. "Ye Jingchen, what are you doing?"
Ye Jingchen turned the diving suit inside out, wrung it out, and sweat poured onto the ground. Ye Jingchen shook himself off, then put the tight-fitting diving suit back on and turned to look at Chen Motong, "You misunderstood."
"Hmm, oh." Chen Motong turned her head away, not looking at Ye Jingchen. She felt very uncomfortable, her whole body was wet and her skin was covered in sweat. She could clearly feel the accumulated sweat flowing inside her wetsuit with any slight movement.
"Hey, don't peek!" Chen Motong leaned against the wall and slowly stood up. "I'm just wiping away some sweat too."
"Okay, I won't peek." Ye Jingchen nodded, then suddenly felt someone poking him from behind. "What is it now?"
"Help me get the zipper down, I can't reach it." Chen Motong braced her hands against the stone wall, her back to Ye Jingchen, her injured right leg bent with her toes lightly touching the ground, her left leg supporting her entire body.
Encased in a tight-fitting black wetsuit, her buttocks appeared exceptionally pert, with curves like a ripe peach.
"Okay." Ye Jingchen reached out and easily grabbed the zipper on the back of the diving suit, and with a ripping sound, the zipper was pulled open.
Chen Motong felt the thumb holding the zipper sliding down her back once again, and unconsciously sticking out her buttocks.
On her back, a patch of snow-white skin was covered in sweat, which flowed like a clear spring from the zipper opening and accumulated in the two dimples on Chen Motong's lower back. Usually, only women with a balanced figure and a good build have these dimples.
The dimples on the lower back are known as "McKays rhombus" in the medical field and "Saint dimples" in the art world. Most men find the dimples on the lower back to be very sexy and consider them a beautiful feature of a woman's body.
The overly voluptuous mature woman figure of the madwoman Hayakawa Ko has no waist dimples.
Erii is too thin, and so is she.
Inuyama Setsuko has it, but it's not obvious.
at this time.
The sweat in Chen Motong's waist could no longer hold back and overflowed, flowing down the tender groove of the peach.
She could clearly feel the sweat running down her inner thighs, as if she could hear it.
She glanced back at Ye Jingchen, who was watching her embarrassment, and instantly blushed, saying with great shame, "Didn't you say you wouldn't watch?"
"Hmm." Ye Jingchen's breathing quickened, and he gasped for breath, turning his back to Chen Motong.
Hearing the sound of Chen Motong's arm being dragged out of the diving suit, it was as if one could see his fair skin covered in sweat that looked like essential oil.
"Forget it, you already saw it in the changing room upstairs, whatever." Chen Motong turned around and leaned against the stone wall, facing Ye Jingchen's back. "Turn around and help me with this."
Ye Jingchen turned around and saw Chen Motong facing him, her diving suit only worn on her left foot, and her cheeks were flushed.
He walked over, squatted down, and reached out to lift the clump of the tight-fitting black wetsuit that had piled up on his right leg. "Lift your foot."
Chen Motong placed her hands on Ye Jingchen's shoulders and lifted her feet.
Ye Jingchen turned Chen Motong's diving suit inside out and wrung it out just like he had wrung out his own clothes earlier.
With a sizzling sound, a large puddle of Chen Motong's sweat appeared on the ground.
Chen Motong looked down at Ye Jingchen and reached out to press his hair. "Just wring it out a little. I feel a bit cold. Put this on for me."
"Lift your foot one more time." Ye Jingchen turned the diving suit inside out, as if to put it back on Chen Motong.
Chen Motong slowly raised his injured right foot. "Be gentle."
Ye Jingchen smoothly put the sock on Chen Motong's right foot first, then pulled the wetsuit tights around the ankle to make the sock fit the foot better.
Then they put on her other foot as well.
Grabbing the fabric on both sides of the wetsuit, I pushed up the wrinkles of the pantyhose as if I were putting on black stockings, and at the same time, I stood up.
They locked eyes.
Their noses brushed against each other lightly.
"Sleeves, I'll put them on myself." Chen Motong lowered her head, lifted up both sleeves, and slipped her two white, lotus-root-like arms into the sleeves of her wetsuit.
Ye Jingchen reached out and touched Chen Motong's back, feeling a metal ring on a horizontal black cloth strip.
Chen Motong immediately got goosebumps all over her body. She gently pushed Ye Jingchen's chest with her right hand, "No."
Ye Jingchen remained silent, but then grabbed the zipper again, and with his right hand, he grabbed a handful of Chen Motong's dark red hair, lifted it up to prevent it from getting stuck in the zipper chain, and pulled it up like he was holding a ponytail.
At the same time, with the left hand holding the zipper, he pulled it upwards, and with a zipper click, the two zipper chains closed together perfectly.
Ye Jingchen immediately released the handful of dark red hair in his hand.
Chen Motong breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at Ye Jingchen with lingering fear, withdrew her hand from his chest, and nervously clasped her hands together. "I'm sorry, I thought you couldn't hold back."
"I can tell which is more important, the top or the bottom," Ye Jingchen said, bending slightly forward with his back to Chen Motong. "Come on up."
Chen Motong lay down on him again, and she didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she felt that this time it was much more comfortable than the last time she lay on Ye Jingchen's back.
He relaxed a lot. "Ye Jingchen, your scabbard is a bit uncomfortable. I've been wanting to say that."
"Bear with it for now. Once you find the Holy Remains, come back and leave this place." Ye Jingchen walked towards the underwater city.
“Okay.” Chen Motong tilted her head and leaned on Ye Jingchen’s right shoulder.
Ye Jingchen always felt that this underwater city shouldn't be so peaceful.
"Where are the relics?"