The Mystic Princess is Too Invincible! The Abstinent and Cruel King Breaks His Rules and Pampers Her

They were being torn apart and gnawed alive; the curses and screams of the witch children were chilling and terrifying.

He tried to escape!

An attempt was made to kill the insubordinate ghost bride!

However, there were too many ghost brides! They were all released, surrounding him with resentment and revenge, bit by bit, like a meat grinder, causing him to experience the agonizing torment of being cut into a thousand pieces.

And because the shaman boy was highly skilled, he couldn't finish eating it all in a short time.

The torture, akin to being slowly sliced ​​to death, was prolonged.

The child sorceress screamed in agony, "It hurts so much! Ah—get away!!"

"My face! Ah—"

"My eyes—my tongue—"

The witch boy was devoured and torn apart by the ghost bride; his soul grew weaker and smaller until almost nothing remained...

Nangong Yuxiu cursed excitedly, "Serves you right!"

"Heaven above, retribution is inevitable." Peng Peng shook his head, speaking profound truths in a cute and innocent way.

Lin Qingfeng stared without saying a word.

Murong Yan, however, showed little interest. After glancing at the child a few times and confirming that the sorcerer couldn't turn the tables, he turned back to Jiang Ling's side. His fierce and bloodthirsty phoenix eyes softened, and he said gently, "Ling'er, it's over."

Jiang Ling shook her head. "We can't let our guard down until the evil spirit is completely destroyed."

“Alright, I will protect Ling’er.”

As soon as Murong Yan stood next to her, Xi Mei immediately and tactfully stepped back to avoid being disliked.

As the witch child weakened, the demon realm disappeared first.

The city lord's mansion was now in ruins, with only the outermost wall remaining, protected by talismans and still standing. Through the golden light barrier, one could see countless ghosts floating around the city, gradually regaining consciousness, glaring at the witch boy with resentment and pain.

If they could get in, they would love to skin them alive and take a bite to vent their anger!

"Good! Good!!" Under the protection of the old drunkard and Gong Baiwei, Mu Feng stood on the roof opposite the city lord's mansion, glaring excitedly at the witch boy.

He's cheering on the ghost brides!

Eat him!

Tear this devil apart!

May his soul be scattered and his spirit never be reincarnated!

The witch child was eaten, leaving only half a head; his eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and tongue were gone. He could not scream, could not react, and could only turn into a weak wisp of ghostly energy that could be blown away with a single breath.

He wanted to escape!

Like an insect, it struggled to burrow into the ground...

Space fluctuations.

Jiang Ling's eyes narrowed, and she shouted coldly, "Stop him! Don't let him escape!"

Everyone acted together!

The world turned upside down in an instant!

Stepping back onto the ground, Jiang Ling gripped the hilt of her amethyst sword, her cold, sharp amber eyes scanning her surroundings. An endless expanse of red spider lilies swayed in the stillness of the dark space, a strange scent lingering in the air.

"What is this place?"

Is it the Ghost Realm?

Xi Mei and Nangong Yuxiu were both alert and confused.

"Ling'er!"

Murong Yan arrived at Jiang Ling's side immediately. He stepped through the sea of ​​flowers, making a crisp "crack" sound under his feet.

Jiang Ling immediately raised her hand to stop him, then used the tip of her sword to part the flower stalk, revealing a section of thigh bone. Her heart skipped a beat, and Jiang Ling looked around with a premonition—could it be…?

"The witch child is here!"

Lin Qingfeng let out a powerful shout and swung his whisk in pursuit.

The witch child was only a faint wisp of ghostly energy left, but it was moving very fast, darting forward as if fleeing for its life, while seemingly searching for something.

found it!

The child was in a daze, only to regain consciousness for a fleeting second before his life ended.

Just eat it!

It can be restored!

That way we can kill those damned exorcists!!

The witch boy pounced on him!

Just as he was about to touch the largest blood-red flower stamen, a sword aura as fast as lightning cleaved his remnant soul.

Do not! !

The witch's silent, unwilling roar was instantly crushed by the sword energy, turning to ashes and vanishing into nothingness.

Jiang Ling sheathed her amethyst sword and lowered her head, staring at the blood-red flower stamen before her. Her spiritual eyes saw the evil of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and also the vast and pure energy, a complex and contradictory mix.

Nangong Yuxiu grinned as she ran over, "Finally, we killed the Ghost City Lord!"

"What is this?" Peng Peng asked curiously. "Sect Leader Sister, Senior Brother Lin, do you know what it is?"

Lin Qingfeng looked somewhat hesitant. "It seems to be a red spider lily."

"Ling'er, be careful! It's moving!"

Murong Yan reacted quickly, grabbing Jiang Ling's arm and pulling her back.

next second.

The largest flower, resembling a red spider lily, swayed its stem, emitting a crimson glow. With each breath, the sea of ​​flowers withered and decayed, transforming into countless firefly-like red lights that flew towards it and merged into one.

"Look!"

"My God! It's all bones!!"

As the sea of ​​flowers decayed, the "soil" beneath was revealed. Not a single grain of soil remained, only countless skeletons, piled upon each other, creating a sinister and terrifying scene, a chilling and eerie sight.

Jiang Ling seemed to understand something, her voice chillingly cold: "They are the remains of the people and brides of Rongchang City."

"hiss--"

The sound of gasping for air filled the air.

The entire living population of the city has died here!

Their bones became fertilizer for the flowers, nourishing the evil blossoms, which are now about to bear fruit.

It must be destroyed!

but!

It's too late.

The flowers bear fruit and emit a rotten, sweet, and fishy smell. When you breathe it into your nostrils, you immediately feel dizzy and your soul becomes hazy and unable to stay awake.

Jiang Ling tried to slash it with her sword, but her soul was in a daze and her body wouldn't obey her commands.

With blurred vision, I saw Lin Qingfeng, Xi Mei, Nangong Yuxiu, and Peng Peng fall one after another...

She couldn't stand up anymore!

This fragrance is incredibly overpowering!

Before Jiang Ling collapsed, she vaguely saw someone rush towards her and catch her, using their own body to cushion the fall. With a loud thud, the two of them crashed onto the skeleton...

……

Jiang Ling didn't know how much time had passed.

When she regained consciousness, the first thing she felt was her delicate face pressed tightly against a firm yet supple chest. The strong, powerful heartbeat, like the invigorating beat of a drum, encouraged her to stay awake.

She tried to move.

A broad, warm hand firmly protected the back of her head.

A strong, powerful arm swept across her waist. Her legs shifted, brushing against the fabric, revealing two straight, long legs with firm muscles exuding a powerful, agile strength. In comparison, she appeared petite, held protectively in a domineering embrace.

No need to guess who it is.

Jiang Ling tilted her head back and reached out to pat Murong Yan's cheek. "Murong Yan, wake up! Let go of me first!"

"Do not……"

Murong Yan had not yet regained consciousness; purely subconsciously, he instinctively hugged her tighter and more forcefully.

"Don't let go...it's mine..."

"Okay, okay, I'm yours! Be gentle, it hurts a little!" Jiang Ling's complaint sounded weak and a little aggrieved.

Murong Yan felt as if an electric current had struck his heart, instantly bringing him back to his senses.

He looked down at Jiang Ling, immediately loosened his grip, and explained apologetically and anxiously, "Ling'er, I'm sorry, I was too rough."

Despite apologizing, they still clung to each other.

Jiang Ling sighed helplessly, "Help me up."

"Ah."

My body felt weak and listless, and something felt off, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Groans were heard, and Lin Qingfeng, Nangong Yuxiu, and the others gradually regained consciousness...

Jiang Ling leaned against Murong Yan's chest, looked up at the ripe fruit in front of her, and took a deep breath, "This is... Corpse Soul Fruit!"