allonlinenovel Chapter 342: Raising Gods 22
Chapter 342: Raising Gods 22
Qingwan's long eyelashes trembled slightly. She swallowed a mouthful of blood, opened her eyes with difficulty, and stubbornly squeezed out two words from her throat.
"……no……"
The ghost killed a demon who came to save Qing Wan. After hearing her words, he curled his lips in sarcasm.
If Qiu Yueming had not placed a forbidden spell on him, he would have used the truth as a sword and stabbed it into Qing Wan's heart.
it's a pity.
He smiled sneerfully, and threw the blood on the sword at Qing Wan's face as an insult, looking down at her condescendingly.
"Not what? Huh?"
The drawn-out tail tone was filled with vile mockery, and the boiling murderous intent became even more ferocious under the influence of the succubus's power. In just a few breaths, it reached a point where it was out of control.
His eyes were filled with bloodshot, and finally, the ghost cut open the cage with a sword and stepped onto the clean white carpet.
Qing Wan, curled up on the ground, gasped for breath, her hair wet with sweat and sticky to her forehead. Her fingertips trembled, her eyes fixed on the ghost's feet.
One step, two steps, three steps...
When he took the sixth step, the originally weak succubus suddenly raised his head, his pupils glowed with a cyan light, and he shouted coldly: "Kneel down!"
These two words seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, hitting Phantom's shoulders hard. He didn't even have time to react before his knees slammed into the ground.
Almost at the same time, Qing Wan, with his weak and oddly curved hand, suddenly pulled out Fen Ji from his sea of consciousness and stabbed towards the ghost's neck without leaving any room for maneuver.
The severely injured Qing Wan was unable to kill the number one figure in the underworld at all. But when the tip of the sword touched the ghost's throat, a strange external force suddenly and silently added to it, and with a devastating aura, it pierced the ghost's neck with Fen Ji.
Even the power bestowed on it was furious to the extreme. The moment his throat was broken, it swept towards the ghost's soul and crushed it without hesitation.
With a "bang", the corpse with a dazed look in its eyes suddenly fell to the ground. Before Qing Wan could even take a closer look, the ghost's body turned into a pool of blood.
She fell to the ground due to exhaustion. The "Word Spirit" technique was taught to her by Qiu Yueming. It consumed a lot of energy, and she was already seriously injured. This time, because the distance was close enough, the "Word Spirit" technique could work on a powerful person like Yougui.
Qing Wan was gasping for breath, blood gushing out of her mouth. When her vision blurred, she vaguely saw someone breaking through all obstacles, walking towards her step by step, covered in blood.
It’s Li Jingchuan.
His eyes were red, and the gentleness on his face was completely cracked, replaced by an almost pathological fanaticism.
"Wanwan, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."
The corners of Li Jingchuan's lips curled up high, and he turned into a residual shadow and appeared in front of Qing Wan in the blink of an eye.
But before he could steady himself, a white sword light descended from the sky, carrying with it murderous intent and brutality, and suddenly shattered the entire cage, taking Li Jingchuan with him; even his soul was chopped into ashes by the sword intent.
Frosty ice crystals spread rapidly with Qingwan as the center. In just a few breaths, the entire Yecheng, including people and objects, was covered. Between heaven and earth, everything in sight was white.
This is the strength of the leader of the righteous path. He can destroy the heaven and earth with just a wave of his hand, and even the gods are afraid of him.
Qing Wan coughed up another mouthful of blood from his throat. He struggled to open his blood-stained eyelashes and saw that the entire white sky and earth were suddenly covered with heavy snow.
The person standing in the snow seemed to be the same color as the whole world...
Qing Wan's eyes were slightly stunned. The succubus who didn't cry when her hand bones were broken and her leg tendons were cut by the ghost, her eyes were instantly filled with tears when she saw Qiu Yueming's head full of white hair.
"...Master."
The two words laced with blood were extremely weak, but when they fell into Qiu Yueming's ears, they still broke his heart and lungs.
He was clearly mentally prepared...
Qiu Yueming's eyes were bloodshot, and he himself did not notice that his tears were falling in big drops. He even stumbled and fell heavily to the ground as he walked forward.
He thought, he had clearly prepared himself mentally...
It's just that her succubus ability had too much influence on him.
He should actually be indifferent now, right?
All his liking for her was just bewitching, right?
Yes, I was just bewitched.
He didn't like her at all. She was just a stupid and foolish woman. How could she stop him from taking revenge?
Qiu Yueming's heart ached so much that it was cramping, and the breaths in his throat were broken and difficult.
This number one Taoist master in the world, like a stray dog with its spine pulled out, stood up again in a panic and walked towards Qing Wan step by step.
All that he had previously deliberately ignored was now revealed before him without any cover.
Her twisted hands, her bloody ankles, and the beautiful skirt he had made for her were now all covered in blood.
Qiu Yueming gasped heavily, his whole body was cold, and when he carefully held the person in his arms with shaking hands, the first thing the ignorant idiot asked was: "Master, your hair...why is it white?"
She spoke in a soft voice, full of self-blame, and asked him crying, "Is it because it hurts too much?"
Qiu Yueming's back trembled violently, and he bent down completely, his voice becoming extremely hoarse.
"Yes."
"It hurts so much that I'm about to die."
Qing Wan was seriously injured and didn't hear the last sentence clearly. He just felt warm liquid dripping on the back of his neck and his heart ached.
"……sorry."
She was so stupid that she trusted others easily and caused a lot of mess.
And she seems to be a bad person...
Qing Wan was thinking drowsily, her thoughts sinking into the darkness little by little. Before she completely passed out, she seemed to hear Qiu Yueming crying.
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When she woke up again, Qing Wan found herself lying on Qiu Yueming's bed. She was clean and the wounds on her hands and feet had all healed. There was no sign of ever having been injured, as if everything she had experienced before was just a nightmare.
She lay on the bed in a daze for a while until she smelled food. She turned her head and saw Qiu Yueming coming in with a head full of white hair. Her heart felt like it was punched by someone.
"...Master?"
Qing Wan's voice trembled, Qiu Yueming paused slightly, and then smiled gently at her with the corners of her lips.
"You're so grown up, why do you still cry easily?"
He sat down beside the bed, his fingertips trembling barely perceptibly, but his face was extremely gentle. He carefully held the little succubus he raised in his arms, gently patted her back, and coaxed her with a smile, "It's okay, Master, it's okay. I just thought your previous look was too boring, so I just changed it up."