Chapter 26: Miss Mianbao is a Fallen Angel from a Past Life

The arrow was on the bowstring and had to be released!

Since there was no way back, then just keep moving forward!

Mianbao gritted her teeth and, as if throwing caution to the wind, walked towards the only door in this palace.

Hu Qingyu also knew there was no way back.

Without another word, he followed Mianbao’s steps and walked with her into the unobstructed gate.

Behind the door was a staircase leading downwards.

This staircase had no handrails, no support, just like a white cloud floating in the sky, suspended in mid-air.

Mianbao poked her head out to look down, so frightened that she retreated several steps, crashing pale-faced into Hu Qingyu’s chest.

“Isn’t this a bit too high?!” Mianbao said.

Below was a pitch-black expanse like an endless abyss, bottomless.

Besides the winding staircase, nothing else could be seen.

Hu Qingyu picked up a few broken stones and threw them down.

He only saw the stones fall quickly and disappear from his sight, but he didn’t hear the sound of them landing.

It was truly terrifyingly deep down there.

The staircase had no railing and was extremely narrow.

One misstep and one could fall into the abyss, turning into a pile of mush.

Helplessly, they couldn’t go back now.

They could only carefully walk this treacherous path.

“Miss Mianbao, let’s go.”

Hu Qingyu patted Mianbao and took the first step onto the first stair.

Although this staircase was magically supported without any visible means, it was still stable to step on, with no signs of falling.

Hu Qingyu turned his head and said to Mianbao, “Miss Mianbao, as long as we’re careful, we can make it down.”

Mianbao didn’t reply to Hu Qingyu.

Her arms were drawn in tightly, her face extremely pale, and her eyes occasionally revealed a hint of hesitation.

Seeing Mianbao’s strange appearance, Hu Qingyu couldn’t help but ask, “Miss Mianbao, what’s wrong? Your face is so pale.”

“It’s nothing!”

Mianbao released her tightly pressed lips and said, “I’m just… just a little…”

Hu Qingyu looked from side to side and suddenly understood something.

He asked tentatively, “Miss Mianbao, could it be that you… are afraid of heights?”

“So annoying!”

Mianbao, seeing Hu Qingyu expose her only weakness with a single sentence, said angrily, “What’s wrong with being afraid of heights!?”

Hu Qingyu shook his head.

“Then what should we do? Should I go down alone?”

“Don’t you worry about it!”

Mianbao hardened her heart and made a decision, slowly trying to move onto the first step.

Every one of Mianbao’s movements was extremely careful.

For the sake of her own life, Mianbao didn’t dare lift her foot even a little bit.

She even used the legendary, long-lost devil’s walk—the skateboard shoe.

Every step she took now was by sliding her foot across the ground.

After a while, perhaps a few seconds, perhaps a few minutes, or maybe even a few hours, Mianbao finally stepped onto the staircase.

Once on the staircase, the feeling of being in zero-distance contact with the abyss greatly amplified Mianbao’s phobia.

She felt the stone steps under her feet trembling, and that she was constantly falling downwards.

Mianbao screamed in fright.

Her two azure eyes were replaced by circles of mosquito coils.

Her figure swayed, and then, in extreme fear, Mianbao’s body very naturally squatted down.

Her hands tightly gripped the stone step under her feet, and she also closed her eyes.

Entering such a height-phobia protection mode, Mianbao felt a little better.

She felt that the decision she had just made with a hardened heart was simply wrong!

And it couldn’t be more wrong!

In any case, she didn’t dare to walk down any further now.

“Miss Mianbao, I can see your underwear, you know? It’s blue?”

Hu Qingyu, a few steps below Mianbao, looked up at her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and then said like a hooligan.

“Are you a pervert!?”

Mianbao yelled with her eyes closed but didn’t take any action.

She didn’t go to protect her private parts, nor did she stand up to poke out Hu Qingyu’s eyes.

“Go ahead and look!! I’m definitely not moving now anyway!!”

‘If I ever get my feet on the ground, I will definitely dig out this stinky fox’s eyes!’

“Really.”

A smile lingered on Hu Qingyu’s lips.

He walked up to Mianbao and squatted down in front of her.

“No choice, I’ll carry you. You just have to hold on tight to me and keep your eyes closed.”

Hu Qingyu was truly an anomaly among the people of Shenzhou, not caring at all about the rule that men and women should not have physical contact.

It could both alleviate some of the fear of heights and save her from walking.

There was no reason for Mianbao to refuse such a good thing.

Why not enjoy it, right?

Mianbao spread her arms and lay on Hu Qingyu’s back.

Hu Qingyu then hooked his hands under Mianbao’s fair legs and effortlessly lifted her onto his back.

The soft touch on his hands and back, as well as the faint fragrance wafting from behind, made Hu Qingyu enjoy it a little, but…

“Miss Mianbao, I know you’re scared.”

Hu Qingyu’s body was very straight.

“But can you not strangle my neck so tightly?”

“Chatterbox!”

Although she sounded fierce, Mianbao also knew she was overly nervous and embarrassedly loosened her grip a little.

“Heaven, earth, and man are all in harmony.”

Hu Qingyu lifted Mianbao’s body up a little to ensure she wouldn’t slide down, then quickly walked down step by step.

Although Hu Qingyu was protecting Mianbao, he knew from the rapid heartbeat behind him that Mianbao’s nervousness hadn’t lessened much.

“Miss Mianbao is so light. Carrying you on my back is no burden at all.”

So Hu Qingyu decided to chat with Mianbao to distract her.

“Mm.”

Our Miss Mianbao still had her eyes tightly closed, very stingily humming a somewhat playful syllable through her nose.

Hu Qingyu continued to find topics to chat with her about.

“A long time ago, I heard from envoys of other countries in the palace that people who are afraid of heights are all angels who had their wings broken in their past lives. Perhaps Miss Mianbao was a beautiful and kind angel in her past life?”

“How is that possible.”

Mianbao finally reacted.

“A fallen angel, no less. I think a fallen demon is more like it.”

‘Kind?
Can I, with my hands stained with the blood of my fellow villagers, be called kind?
Beautiful?
How could… alright, with my current appearance, I am indeed uncommonly beautiful.’

Hu Qingyu walked down the steps one by one with incomparably steady steps.

“Miss Mianbao, why do you always say you’re a demon?”

“You also know, that filthy me…”

“There’s no such thing.”

Hu Qingyu comforted Mianbao.

“To me, Miss Mianbao has always been an angel.”

“!”

In a sense, what Hu Qingyu said was true.

The beautiful girl who “descended from the sky” to save him when he was on the verge of death—how could she not be considered an angel?

While Hu Qingyu was enlightening Mianbao, the seemingly endless staircase, which they thought would take a long time to descend, was now about to be finished.

Another huge palace appeared before Hu Qingyu’s eyes.