The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

Starting from Lingnan City and heading south, all you see is desolation and death.

Crops wither, trees die, roads are deserted, houses are dilapidated...

Despite being a vast capital city, county town, and village, there was not a single human being, not even birds, beasts, livestock, cats, or dogs; it was as if one had entered a dead land.

Only the outlines of these buildings, whether tall and magnificent or exquisite and delicate, remind the world of the prosperity that once existed here.

Fang Qingyou lowered her eyes, concealing the grief and sorrow within them.

The corpses along the way had probably been disposed of by Luo Qianmo's men, giving the illusion that no deaths had occurred here. However, the lingering death aura in the air could not deceive her.

She couldn't grieve; she had to save her strength to save the living.

The road was eerily silent, devoid of any birdsong, animal calls, or insect sounds; the only sounds were the clatter of horses' hooves and their heavy breathing.

Having observed the situation along the way, a fleeting look of doubt flashed across Xuanlan's eyes.

He had been to this place many times, because he was the one who led the team to investigate the situation in the south.

When he came here before, there were corpses everywhere. At that time, in order to facilitate passage and reduce the possibility of an outbreak of plague, they disposed of many of the corpses.

Because of the time constraints, it was impossible to dispose of all the bodies.

Logically speaking, if you walked here now, you should smell the stench of rotting corpses, but all you can smell now is a strong aura of death.

This anomaly left Xuanlan completely baffled.

After that, the situation was the same every time they passed through a new place. Xuan Lan went from being puzzled to being wary. She reported her findings to Luo Qianmo, hoping that everyone would be on high alert in case of any unexpected events.

Heading south, the journey became increasingly quiet, with nothing happening along the way. However, the group grew more and more wary, as they all felt that this was the calm before the storm.

"Uu——"

When the group had driven their horses to within three hundred liang of Jingzhi County, several horses suddenly stopped, their eyes filled with panic. No matter how the riders urged them on, the horses would only take one step forward at most before refusing to move any further.

This anomaly alerted everyone.

Animals often have a strong sense of danger, and these horses must have sensed it at that moment.

These horses are all fine steeds, and they rarely show fear, but now they are standing still, which can only mean that the danger here is probably not simple.

Fang Qingyou's horse was relatively calm, but Yuefei's horse, beside her, although it did not stop, was trembling slightly. Yuefei gently stroked the horse's back, and the horse calmed down a little.

Seeing Yuefei's actions, Fang Qingyou looked around.

This place appears to be a village, and they are currently at the village entrance.

The entrance to the village was planted with trees, but they were all dead, with only a few sparse leaves standing bare on the withered branches.

It seemed that they were the only living beings here.

Normally, no animals should live in these bushes, but when she scanned the bushes, she seemed to sense that something was hidden inside.

Fang Qingyou's heart skipped a beat. Perhaps it was something that made these horses afraid?

So these things probably aren't stray cats or dogs.

Luo Qianmo and his men also noticed the unusual nature of the bushes.

Fang Qingyou secretly held several poisoned needles in her hand, wary of unknown dangers.

The future is fraught with danger; she must do her best to protect herself and not become a burden.

Just as everyone was on guard, a dark shadow suddenly darted out of the bushes, moving with incredible speed and rushing straight towards Fang Qingyou.

Fang Qingyou saw a dark, blurry thing rushing towards her. Startled, she instinctively shot out three poisoned needles.

Even faster than Fang Qingyou's poison needles was a small sword.

"Aww—" Immediately, the thing let out a shrill scream.

"Thump—" The sound of the small sword piercing the wood continued.

All of this happened so fast that by the time Fang Qingyou reacted, she saw a small sword pierce straight through the body of a dark creature and pin it to a dead tree.

None of her three poisoned needles hit the thing; they all fell to the ground.

Fang Qingyou silently glanced at the three poison needles, deciding that after resolving the situation here, she would pick up the three poor needles so that they could be put to use in the future.

Then, Fang Qingyou turned her gaze to the black thing. She hadn't been able to see what it was in that brief glance.

As Fang Qingyou stared intently at the dark mass, she felt so disgusted that goosebumps rose all over her body.

This thing appears to be an animal, its body is completely black, and you can't see its hands or feet. You can only vaguely see a pair of eyes and a mouth that is grimacing in pain.

Its eyes were also dark, looking like two irregularly shaped black stones, and its mouth was just a dark slit, which looked particularly disgusting because of the drool flowing out.

The animal's shape was very strange. It looked more like a pile of dark, rotten mud than an animal. It was exactly what the mud looked like, as if it had no bones at all, only dark flesh.

Looking at this pile of dark, gooey meat, Fang Qingyou couldn't associate it with any animal.

A word suddenly popped into my mind: mutation.

Fang Qingyou thought that this thing must be a mutation of some kind of animal.

However, this mutation is really disgusting. It's only because of her that it's like this. If an ordinary person saw this, they would probably be so disgusted that they would want to vomit.

Fang Qingyou couldn't help but glance at Luo Qianmo's face, and saw his slender, sharp eyebrows raised in displeasure, and his beautiful, deep black eyes filled with undisguised disgust.

Even though Luo Qianmo had just saved her, she couldn't help but think to herself, "Wow, there's something in this world that he's afraid of!"

Fang Qingyou knew she shouldn't have such thoughts at this time, but seeing Luo Qianmo's expression, she felt a sense of triumph, as if she had finally gotten her revenge.

Fang Qingyou was having a wicked thought when she saw Luo Qianmo's gaze suddenly fall on her face.

The smile that had involuntarily crept onto his lips froze instantly, and then he quickly forced out a grateful smile: "Thank you for saving me, Eighth Prince."

At the same time, she quickly prayed in her heart that Luo Qianmo hadn't seen her gloating expression.