Quick Travel: Dream Hunt

What's worse is that the bloody man actually covered Tinghe's mouth with his bloody hand, making her unable to make a sound. Tinghe was extremely contemptuous and hated this bloody man who he thought was a scumbag of Nantangdu. She hated him so much that she even wanted to vomit when she smelled the blood.

Ting He rolled her eyes in disgust, trying to convey her fear and disgust to the other party with her eyes, but the bloody man had no intention of letting her go. He just stared at her with a cold gaze, as if he was looking at a lifeless object.

As the footsteps got closer, subtle voices came intermittently:

"Why did you suddenly lose your breath?"

"Shh, he's probably hidden. You go over there and we'll go over here. Let's search separately."

"Yes, I will never let go of a single inch."

Seeing several men in black stabbing forward with swords, the leading man in black murmured:

"What's so great about the regent? Anyone who offends our third prince must die."

The man in black broke the branch next to him as he spoke.

Tinghe was confused at first, but the black-clothed man's sword was getting closer and closer. At this moment, the bloody man spat out a mouthful of blood, loosened his hand that was covering Tinghe's mouth, rolled to the ground, and fainted.

Ting He: “…” What fucking bad luck.

This subtle sound finally attracted the attention of the men in black. A dozen of them came towards her hiding place. Ting He muttered in disdain, "Bad luck."

She then drew out her Panlong Stick and took the initiative to confront the men in black. Since they were all going to die, there was no need to be polite. No matter who they were, they would all die under her Panlong Stick.

After coming to this world, I have been eating a lot of meat and fish to nourish my body every day, and practicing physical training every day. I have long wanted to make good use of my remaining energy, and today is the time.

Ting He dodged left and right, manipulating the Panlong Stick's ability to use space, and quickly wiped out a dozen men in black. Just when she was feeling complacent, the leader of the men in black threw something at her, which quickly emitted a cloud of black smoke and a strange smell, making Ting He cry and cough continuously. After the black smoke cleared, the man in black disappeared.

Ting He's alarm bells suddenly rang. Regardless of her loud cough, she used space to quickly chase after the man in black. Seeing that she was about to lose him with her own ability, she looked up at the sky anxiously, took out the Pearl of Destruction left by Jin Niang, and drew out the power of destruction to hit the man in black directly. In an instant, the power of destruction swallowed up the living man.

Just when Ting He breathed a sigh of relief, a thick bolt of lightning as big as a bowl suddenly fell from the clear sky, flashing black and purple light. Ting He was so scared that he rolled on the ground and hurriedly avoided the thunder. The Pearl of Destruction swallowed up the overflowing thunder in time.

Ting He breathed a sigh of relief again and murmured:

"Oh my god, I was scared to death. I didn't expect the will of this world to be so powerful. It's so accurate. It almost killed me. But fortunately, the man in black is also dead. Otherwise, if he escaped, our Lin Village would never have peace. We can't let the entire Lin Village be harmed for a male protagonist who is not popular with others."

Ting He patted her chest and gasped, looking at the destruction bead rolling on the ground, she quickly picked it up and stuffed it into the space, looking at the tree that had been split in half by lightning and the central area that had been split into a black ash, she smiled awkwardly, and without cleaning up the abnormality here, she wanted to go back and kill that scumbag Nan Tangdu first.

It happened in a flash. Ting He ran quickly to the place where he had fought with the man in black just now. Looking at the corpses of more than a dozen people, he was a little puzzled for a moment. The destruction bead in the space made a buzzing sound. Ting He released it with a thought. In the blink of an eye, all the corpses on the ground were absorbed by the destruction bead and disappeared without a trace.

To Ting He's shock, the Orb of Destruction floated into her hand again and stopped. Ting He withdrew the space in surprise and asked in her mind:

"Sixth Brother, this is a mortal world, right?"

Lao Liu nodded.

Ting He asked doubtfully, "Do you think this Orb of Destruction is a bit strange? It can actually devour corpses? It can devour people. It can't be some evil thing, right? But it shouldn't be. Jinniang is a person in the world of immortal cultivation. I'm sure she wouldn't take out any bad things. But this Orb of Destruction is indeed a bit scary. It seems that I can't use it too much in the future, lest it become more and more difficult to control."

Ting He thought about it in his mind and convinced himself. He didn't care whether System Lao Liu responded or not. He picked up the Panlong Stick and smashed it at the unconscious and bloody man on the ground.

"Ouch, puff...what's going on?" As soon as Tinghe's Panlong stick touched the bloody man, it was bounced far away. The force carried Tinghe several meters away and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ting He struggled to get up and complained:

"Fuck, it can't be so weird, right? Nan Tang Du's male protagonist aura is too strong. I hit him with a stick, but not only did he not die, but I was injured internally. This mission is in jeopardy. I can't kill him at all. No, I don't believe in evil. I have to try again."

Ting He hit the man with the Panlong stick repeatedly. The power of the Panlong stick made his palm hurt and he vomited more blood, but the bloody man in a coma still did not suffer any injuries or reactions.

Ting He panted and fell to the ground with the Panlong Stick in his hand, and asked with a look of dissatisfaction:

"What the hell is this? A resurrection armor? Or it has built-in rebound function. It seems that I can't do it without completing the mission. I can't kill him. It seems that I can only slowly consume his luck. Damn, it's so unlucky. This bastard can't die yet, but I won't save him. Pah, let him fend for himself."

Ting He limped to her feet and was about to walk out of the depths of the back mountain, but the road she was familiar with was winding around and around, making it difficult for her to get out. She walked back and forth two or three times but couldn't find the way down the mountain. She yelled in frustration:

"Gou Tiandao, I admit defeat, okay? I'll take him back and take good care of his injuries, okay? Please let me go back quickly, this is really unlucky."

As he said this, Ting He impatiently helped the unconscious and bloody man up, threw him to the ground without any courtesy, pulled out a few vines, tied them to his limbs, and started dragging him with a grunt.

It's strange to say, ever since she took the bloody man out, she inexplicably felt that the road was widening. Soon she dragged the man out of the depths of the back mountain, and at a glance she could see the road she came from.