Chapter 34: Using a Tiger’s Skin as a Big Flag
The decayed, bone-like dry tree was beheaded, silently stretching its hands towards the sky, the burlap rope hanging from the branches swaying heavily in the wind.
A broken doll stained with bl**d lay in the wet mud, its glass eye separated from its body, blankly watching the groups of crows at the treetops, rising and falling like clouds.
“Who killed the poor wildflower?” a crow said hoarsely from a branch.
“It was it!”
All the crows tilted their heads to look at the doll on the ground, screaming in unison, their deep black eyes staring blankly at the ground, or perhaps something deeper.
“Who saw the poor wildflower uprooted?”
“It was it!” all the crows shouted again, “It is the demon’s minion.”
“Who saw the poor wildflower withering?”
“It was still it! It saw the demon take away their flower buds.”
Amidst the noisy cawing of the crows, the sky flashed with lightning and thunder, the scenery turned pale in an instant, desperately tearing at the night, as if depicting a fate beyond one’s control.
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Don’t say it…
Don’t say it.
Don’t say it! I’m just a doll, what can I do to help them?!
Past scenes continuously replayed before her eyes, Miss Rabbit cried out tragically in her heart, her sanity seeming to collapse.
The crows were right; she was an accomplice, not only to the preacher but also to Mu Se.
She was a deadly lure, repeatedly helping the preacher to entice innocent girls to that desolate mountain ridge, watching him commit unspeakable crimes.
Only she had seen the preacher, like a demon, greedily **”sucking nectar” in his ferocity.
Only she knew that buried beneath that particularly vibrant and beautiful mountain ridge were the remains of countless girls.
It was also she who let the piercing cries that echoed every night on the mountain ridge float away like dandelion seeds blown by the wind, reaching the ears of thousands.
Thus, the legend of the gorgeous woman who claimed lives in the sunset was born.
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How terrifying, such a strong spirit energy fluctuation urban legend was subdued just like that?
What is the origin of this witch breed?
Not only is it absurdly strong, but it can also use the sword technique of our Dachunyang Palace…
Fu Xinyi stared in shock at Miss Rabbit, whose body convulsed under the encircling scarlet tentacles, her expression varying from terror to sorrow to weeping, as if she had lost her sanity, with a layer of dead gray frost freezing over her body, her heart filled with uncertainty and her thoughts scattered.
Children who have never seen such grandeur were all terrified.
Until a delicate and weak voice rang in her ear, she finally withdrew her mind.
“Stop looking, if you want to live, hurry up and leave!”
Hearing the voice, Fu Xinyi looked up to see Luxianbei had appeared beside her, one hand over her chest, her body slightly trembling, her complexion pale, as if she had suffered a severe illness.
“Are you hurt?” Fu Xinyi asked carefully.
“…” Luxianbei rolled her eyes, weakly raised another hand, and pointed at the exposed skin near her waist, where a sinister scar lay.
“Such a big cut, the bl**d that has flowed out would be enough to make a pot of spicy bl**d stew; do you think I’m hurt?”
Of course, this injury isn’t really much… Luxianbei thought to herself, adding quietly.
If it was merely a chop from Miss Rabbit, she definitely wouldn’t let that attacker of her father go.
But now…
I can’t tell Fu Xinyi that my body is about to explode, right? What if she leaves me behind?
In my current state, if she doesn’t help, once Miss Rabbit comes to her senses, I will be the fish on the chopping board.
She had just used the Taihe Gentleman Sword; no matter how bad it was, it couldn’t be too bad. The Ancestor said that those with malicious intents cannot normally wield the Taihe Gentleman Sword, Luxianbei thought.
In the nearly half an hour prior, she had first consumed a substantial amount of spirit energy to use her movement technique to send the innocent passersby away, then ambushed Solang Pema with thunderous force, and fought to the d*ath with Miss Rabbit.
Until simultaneously using both her charm ability and Mengmeng’s Natural Talent Skill, the severe spirit energy depletion became the last straw that broke the camel’s back.
Now, d*ath was so close to her.
Without sufficient spirit energy to suppress it, the power of the Hundred-Armed Giant within her was about to go out of control!
She felt that the part of the Hundred-Armed Giant’s power that was on the verge of being uncontrollable was like a venomous snake twisting its body, howling and thrashing inside her.
The terrifying power clashed with her spirit energy within her body, creating a tsunami-like echo between her fascia and flesh, striking her bones with a sound as if glaciers were cracking.
The pain of flesh being instantly pulverized into dust, along with the vigorous life force from the core of the witch breed’s urban legend, urged her flesh to grow rapidly, creating an intense itch that seemed to carve into her soul, constantly tormenting her nerves.
It turned out, when the theories of blackening ten times stronger and the “handsomeness lasts only three seconds” appeared at the same time in me, the latter’s halo seemed sharper. Luxianbei thought self-mockingly.
“Help me out, take me to a safe and secret place, please.” She said to Fu Xinyi, and then her body went limp, collapsing into her arms.
As she got closer to Fu Xinyi, she whispered, “Zhang Hainan is my nominal junior brother.”
Even though Luxianbei didn’t know who Zhang Hainan was, she had heard Qing Ji mention that he once deceived kids using colorful scorpions to promote growth.
If Zhang Hainan were still alive, after all these years, he would likely be a significant figure in Dachunyang Palace.
Pulling strings and using a tiger’s skin as a big flag isn’t something she had never done before, and she had done it a lot.
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“!!!”
Upon hearing the name “Zhang Hainan,” Fu Xinyi was shocked, as if a bomb had exploded in her head, buzzing.
Is it true? That highly respected Chief Priest is actually her junior brother? This is something that can’t be casually said!
She looked doubtfully at the girl in her arms, her mind flashing back to when she saved her life and her performance when using the Taihe Gentleman Sword; she gritted her teeth, carried the girl, and dashed out of the shopping mall without looking back, but after running a few steps, she stopped again.
“But… senior, I can’t leave yet!” Fu Xinyi said weakly.
Luxianbei frowned, enduring the pain as she squeezed out a phrase between her teeth, “What’s wrong? Not leaving means waiting to d*e?”
“My junior brother has run off who knows where; he came with me to watch a movie, and now it’s so dangerous here, and he’s missing. I can’t just leave him!” Fu Xinyi exclaimed.
Luxianbei, “…”
d*mn! At a time like this, still thinking about what junior brother? What good is that junior brother?
If you don’t leave now, when those three guys regain their senses, your junior brother will really d*e!
