C15 Dance of Blood

In the dark room, she raised her head to look at the bed, the corner of her mouth slightly twitched. She lightly walked forward and pushed the man lying on the bed: "Prince Chen, quickly get me up!"

The man in the bed did not respond.

She stretched out her hand to pinch the flesh on her waist and threatened, "If you don't get up soon, I'll exterminate you!"

Zi Chen woke up from the pain and let out a low moan. He felt goosebumps all over his body as he listened to the words. Gradually, he got used to the darkness. When he saw the person's back facing him, he couldn't help but lower his head and exclaim, "Ahh!

Saying that, she hurriedly turned around and covered Zi Chen's mouth, who was about to shout out loud, "You want to die?! "If you continue to yell and lure the bandits over, you can take care of it yourself."

Zi Chen nodded in panic, but seeing that she had let go of him, he pulled the blanket over his naked body and looked at her pitifully, "I say, big miss Sheng, what's going on? Where are my clothes? "

She looked at Zi Chen and said fiercely, "How would I know!? "When I came here, you were like this, you were probably robbed by the head of the bandits, just in case you ran away."

Zi sighed, "This plan is good. Even if you save me now, I won't be able to get out."

She lowered her voice and said, "You stay here for me. I'll go and get you a set of clothes so that you won't lose face."

Seeing that Yu Cheng was about to leave, Zi Chen immediately said, "Yu Chi, thank you for saving me. I hope you don't mind the anger during the day."

He didn't turn around and instead smiled bitterly towards the door: "Actually, it's not your fault. It's my fault for not keeping my mouth shut. You don't have to indulge me like this every time, Zi Chen. I'm afraid that I won't be able to pay you back, but I'm also afraid that I'll be ashamed. "

Zi Chen wanted to say something, but he had already disappeared into the night.

She ran to the study at the opposite side and carefully snuck into the house. She used the moonlight shining through the window to search for something important.

Where would it be? Ye Zichen rummaged in depression.

Picking up a brocade box on the cabinet, he realized that no matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't be able to lift it. Was there a mechanism behind this? He turned the corner of the brocade box and twisted it. The bookshelf by the side began to move. The book began to shift and was opened in the darkness.

Saying this, she picked up a piece of rag from the secret compartment, the corner of her mouth curling up into a bloody smile.

He carefully groped his way out of the room and climbed onto the roof, waiting for the right moment to make his move. At that moment, a small hill thief ran out from the house and rushed into the toilet, then jumped down while talking, waiting for the small hill thief to come out.

As soon as the bandit opened the door, he saw a silver light flash before his eyes and he fell to the ground without a sound. Bright red blood flowed from his neck and dyed his long hair red.

He quickly took off the bandit's clothes and ran into the house. He gently pushed the door open and threw the clothes on the bed. "Wear it quickly, we're leaving immediately!"

Zi Chen was surprised by her words. "Didn't you kill them all? This isn't your style! "

She sneered, "It's only a matter of time before I kill them. Now, by myself, I'm going to kill ten thousand bandits. I'm not a god, I'm just an ordinary person."

He put on his clothes and sneaked out to the place where the white wolf was waiting. He waved his hand and said, "White Wolf, let's go!"

The white wolf jumped out from the bush and was startled. Its mouth twitched as it asked: "Are you and the wolf your friends?"

She rolled her eyes and patted the white wolf's head. "Nonsense."

Zi Chen felt a little awkward, but quickly recovered. "I'll rush you to find a job for you. Just be a beast trainer at the palace."

She glared at Zi Chen and said, "Hurry up and leave!"

He jumped onto the roof, held out his arm, and signaled Zi Chen to come up. After so many years of working together, they had developed the ability to understand each other without saying a word.

Walking on the rooftop, he hurriedly ran forward.

"Crack!" Zi Chen fell down from the roof. In a moment of desperation, he grabbed Zi Chen, causing both of them to fall down and crash into the ground in front of a certain boss.

Everyone was shocked as they looked at the two figures descending from the sky. After a long period of silence, they knew that someone was loudly shouting, "Who are you people? You actually dare to barge into the Black Cloud Stronghold!? "

Hearing this old man's name that hadn't changed in hundreds of thousands of years, his face darkened as he said coldly, "If you want to ask me, you should ask the King of Hell!"

As he spoke, he leapt up and swiped his finger across the air. Then, he fell to the ground without a sound. Blood flowed out from his neck, dyeing everyone's eyes red.

"Kill him!" The leader of the group said angrily.

With a cold sneer on his face, his lips curled up into a bloodthirsty smile as he drew his sword from his waist. With a flash of silver light, the three bandits fell to the ground, but soon, even more people rushed up.

To her, killing was like dancing. It was strange, fatal, yet beautiful and gorgeous. As she danced, she drew a blood-red mark on the ground. Her entire person was like a madora blooming in the blood, beautiful and enchanting.

No one dared to rush forward. Blood gradually dyed the entire hall, and the blood of all the dead flowed together, like a meandering stream flowing through every corner of the hall.

"Who the hell are you?" The man in the lead picked up his broadsword and pointed it at her.

She smiled strangely and said, "My name is Guang Guang."

"Flowing Light?" Everyone looked at her in shock.

"Seems like you don't want to help me!" "The dark night." She smiled sweetly at Zi Chen.

Zi Chen looked at her helplessly. "I'm not interested in cleaning trash."

Hearing Zi Chen's words, everyone spat out blood in anger. The man in the lead said, "I'm the boss here, I don't need any money. Let me prove it."

As he said this, he rushed towards Zi Chen. With a wave of his hand, he intercepted the boss' sabre and coldly said, "Your opponent should be me, not him!"

As he spoke, he flipped his hand to stab the Great Master. The words were extremely beautiful as they danced on the soft sword. It was like a magnificent dance, causing one to bend their waist.

With a horizontal slash, the sword cut the Great Master's arm. Blood immediately flowed out from the wound on his arm and dripped down the blade drop by drop onto the ground. In an instant, it converged into a puddle of blood that fused with the blood in the hall.

"You are not human, you are the devil!" someone screamed.

She smiled and said, "I am not a devil. I am a degenerate god!"

The Great Master looked coldly at his posture as he raised his blade to charge towards her again. However, when the blade approached, the Great Master swung his blade at Zi Chen. He didn't react, but subconsciously moved to block the blade for his son.

"Ding." It was the sound of a sword colliding with a saber. The initial stabbing pain did not come. When he opened his eyes, he could not help but laugh.

"Oh, you're here!" Looking at the man in black in front of her, she began to speak in a disrespectful manner.

He didn't pay attention to the words and only coldly looked at the Great Master, who had failed in his sneak attack.

Zi Chen held onto his posture, feeling heartbroken. "Why did you have to help me block that blade!?" If anything happened to you, he didn't scold me to death and I've already blamed myself to death. "

She looked into Zi Chen's eyes and smiled bitterly, "If he curses you to death, then you're not him."