Morning Star

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, Qi Dapeng's body hit the stone wall and fell to the ground, but he was not dead nor fainted. He just lay on the ground spitting blood.

He also looked at Mo Xinglan in disbelief, as well as Chu Jiu and Chu Furong beside him.

"Oh, it's really not easy to pretend to faint." Chujiu sneered, stood up and patted the hem of her skirt. She picked up the clothes that Mo Xinglan had given her before, patted them and put them on, pulling the collar to tighten them. There were two blushes on her cheeks for no reason.

Chu Furong also opened her eyes and stood up at this time. She looked at her helplessly and smiled without saying anything.

She wasn't the one being touched just now, she should be thankful. How dare you complain here?

Chujiu chuckled when he saw the expression on her face, and looked at Gao Yashan who still hadn't woken up.

When she followed Zhang Shizhong to the cave, while Gao Yashan and Zhang Shizhong were talking, Chu Jiu asked Mo Xinglan for an antidote just in case, and secretly gave one to Chu Furong. The reason why she didn't give it to Gao Yashan was because she was afraid that he was too honest to act.

So among the four of them, only Gao Yashan did not take the antidote and really fainted.

She put away her smile and looked at Mo Xinglan worriedly.

Mo Xinglan had a sinister look on his face, his dark eyes flashing with a faint coldness under the illumination of the pearl, letting the murderous intent spread everywhere.

Just as Chujiu was talking and looking at Chu Furong, several people who had come into the cave before, including Zhang Shizhong, fell to the ground and vomited blood.

Chu Furong was originally wondering whether she should take action herself, but the fight was over so quickly. She couldn't help but look at Mo Xinglan in astonishment.

Zhang Shizhong was in the middle stage of the Earth Spirit Realm, and the Grand Master of the Plum Blossom Hall was definitely stronger than Zhang Shizhong, otherwise how could he have taken the position of Grand Master. However, he knocked the two men and the others to the ground in a flash.

He is definitely not just in the middle stage of the Earth Spirit Realm. To have such strength, he must be at least in the early stage of the Heaven Spirit Realm.

Mo Xinglan ignored the fact that his strength had been exposed, a sword appeared in his hand, and he looked coldly at Qi Dapeng, who was lying on the ground and had not vomited blood, and walked towards him step by step.

Qi Dapeng saw him coming and backed away, "Don't, don't kill me, please don't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want, just don't kill me. I was wrong, I was wrong..."

He begged for mercy, now completely oblivious to the severe pain in his severed right hand.

Mo Xinglan pursed his pale lips into a line, ignoring his words. He raised the sword in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword at Qi Dapeng's crotch.

Qi Dapeng looked at the location where the sword was pointing with fear in his eyes, and moved back by supporting himself: "No, no, no, don't...Ah!!"

As he shouted with pain and despair, something fell from his crotch, and a large area of ​​the ground was stained red with blood.

Zhang Shizhong and his companions' already pale faces turned even paler after seeing this scene. They felt waves of chills running down their backs and wanted to run, trembling. Unfortunately, their legs were weak and they were injured, so they had no chance.

Chu Jiu and Chu Furong, who were behind Mo Xinglan, gasped when they saw this and were so frightened that they didn't even dare to say a word.

Qi Dapeng shouted but soon after he did, he fainted with his eyes rolled back.

But Mo Xinglan would never let him go so easily. He took out a small red porcelain bottle from his storage ring and threw it to Zhang Shizhong, who was so scared that his legs were weak, and said coldly, "Feed it to him."

Zhang Shizhong looked up at him, and was so frightened that his body trembled again and again. He lowered his head and dared not look at him again. He picked up the small porcelain bottle and trembled as he crawled to Qi Dapeng's side and fed Qi Dapeng the water in the bottle. During the process, he even poured out some of the water because of the severe shaking of his hands.

Qi Dapeng woke up after a while, and the moment he saw Mo Xinglan he begged for mercy again.

But Mo Xinglan pretended not to hear anything and said nothing as he used his sword to cut off pieces of Qi Dapeng's flesh and blood.

Qi Dapeng watched his flesh and blood fall to the ground, screaming, but his mind was clear. There was already a wet area between his legs. The smell of blood and urine mixed together filled the entire cave.

The others who were still awake and lying on the ground, especially Zhang Shizhong, turned pale as if they had seen a demon from hell. They shouted and tried to escape while supporting their bodies.

But it was all in vain.

Chujiu swore that this was the bloodiest and cruelest scene she had ever seen in her life, and that smell...

Suddenly she felt her stomach churning and she ran out, covering her lips.

"Third sister!" Chu Furong shouted and ran out.

Even though she had seen many monsters being killed, and had killed many monsters, she had never killed a human being, and had rarely seen a human die. Now that she saw a human being being killed, and in such a scene, she couldn't help but feel a little sick.

I just hope Gao Yashan doesn’t wake up too quickly, otherwise he will definitely doubt his life after seeing such a scene.

Chu Furong's scream made Mo Xinglan pause in swinging the sword. His long eyelashes trembled and he glanced sideways in the direction where Chu Jiu and Chu Furong left.

Turning around to look at Qi Dapeng, who was covered in blood and unable to shout, and remembering how Chujiu looked when he ran away, he frowned and looked at the bloody sword in his hand with disgust.

Then, without hesitation, he inserted the sword into Qi Dapeng's thigh, where only bones and some tissues were left. He turned around and walked to Gao Yashan, who had not yet woken up, and carried the man on his shoulder like a sack and walked out.

After taking a few steps out of the cave, the cave behind me collapsed.

It is not surprising to hear desperate cries in the caves in this dangerous psychedelic forest.

He looked at Chujiu who was vomiting non-stop and was being comforted by Chu Furong not far away. He found a nearby tree and threw Gao Yashan on the ground casually, but did not walk over to her. He just looked at her from a distance.

Did he...scare her?

After a while, Chu Furong came over with Chu Jiu.

There was a blush on Chujiu's face, but now it had completely disappeared, leaving only a pale face.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Mo Xinglan and then didn't look at him again. She let Chu Furong help her sit down slowly beside a tree next to Gao Yashan.

After sitting down, she tightened Mo Xinglan's clothes, hugged her body with her hands, and curled up into a ball, her body trembling slightly.

She thought she might really be sick, otherwise why would she be so cold?

Chu Furong noticed something was wrong with her when she was holding her up. She knelt beside her with a frown and touched her forehead with the back of her hand.

"Why didn't you tell me you had a fever?" His tone was reproachful, but also full of concern.

Chujiu looked at her with quivering eyelashes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he laughed dryly twice: "I, I don't know either, how can I say it?"

Chu Furong glared at her unhappily after hearing this, then sighed, took out a pill and stuffed it into her mouth: "Take it."

"..."

She took the medicine obediently and took a few bites. A bitter taste filled her mouth. The medicine was so bitter that her pale face was about to turn green.

The discomfort in her stomach came back. She covered her mouth and knelt on the ground unsteadily, supporting herself with her other hand. She spat out the medicine without thinking, followed by a dry heave.

Because I had just vomited out everything in my stomach, there was nothing left to vomit and I could only dry heave.