C24 Killing the Son of Man

She was shocked when she saw this — it wasn't a child spirit! This man was not a child spirit. The person in front of him was not him, nor was it him last night.

It was a nightmare even more terrible than meeting Zi Man — she was shaking so much that she was about to faint. But she stood straight, pale, and walked steadily toward him.

Beneath his feet, there was a knife that had fallen from the hands of the unconscious guard from last night. She subconsciously picked it up. This was the first time in her life that she had taken a knife.

As she approached step by step, Wu Yan suddenly opened his eyes and revealed an inconceivable look of fear.

It was a cloudy day.

Yesterday's autumn tiger was gone by nightfall. The sky was overcast as if it was about to rain. The wind blew the withered yellow leaves of the old peach tree into pieces.

Xia Ji's hair was matted with two leaves. Her long, jet-black hair hung down as she stood barefooted atop the stone floor. She held a saber in her hand, and her face was flushed red … It was not anger, nor was it hatred. It was also not the warmth of a night of love … No one could say what it was.

At first, when she opened her eyes, she was very refreshed. No one knew how lonely she had been all these years, sitting alone in the high walls of the deer park prison. It was rare for her to sleep all night. In addition to the stories told by the old palace maid, the languages taught to her, there were also some strange ancient books … Everything else was very lonely. During the long night, she would often open her eyes until daybreak.

However, someone had given her such a night — she thought it was a child spirit.

When I woke up, I was so happy that my eyes were wet with tears.

However, the Souls were not here.

She was so frightened that she couldn't find him anywhere. Thus, she remembered that he was at the bridal escort post office ten miles away.

Just like last night, before parting, she had always felt a terrible fear, as if a terrible calamity was about to befall her — and now, this calamity had finally arrived.

Witch stared at her in horror, but she ignored him.

This kind of indifference made him even more afraid than when she was about to charge at him. He wanted to call out to her, but his lips were dry, and he opened and closed them, unable to say a word.

Xia Ji shifted her gaze. The kite she used to be familiar with was nowhere to be seen. She looked at her right hand. The emerald ring on her ring finger had also disappeared … In fact, her palm … She unrolled it slowly... It was like some broken and messy piece of flesh was flashing in front of his eyes...

"Do you know? "This is a vampire's ability to heal wounds automatically. After that, every time you have a good time with me, it hurts …"

"Ji Wu Xue, you haven't tasted this kind of interaction in midair, right …"

She looked up at the sky outside the deer park. The blue sky had once been dark and gloomy, as if a thunderstorm was about to explode in the sky.

"Ji Wuxue …"

She abruptly turned her head back, as if there was a snake tail behind her. The flush on her face faded in an instant, leaving behind a terrifyingly pale complexion.

Wu Xun was so shocked by her expression that he even ignored his injuries and said incoherently, "Ji Wu Xue..." Little Fairy... It's me... It's me... Do you remember me? "

She walked up to him suddenly, so fast that he jumped.

She stretched out her hand. "Give me back the ring."

Surprisingly, he didn't dare to refuse. The ring flew out from his bosom. It was an emerald green color, and he felt an incomparable amount of grief.

She stared at the thumb ring for a long time before putting it into her bosom. Then, she took out her blade and placed it horizontally across his chest.

The man in front of her was so unfamiliar. Even though her memory flashed, she was still surprised. The door to her memories was already closed. Even if she had a headache thinking about it, she was still unable to connect all of them together.

He was astonishingly handsome and, at the same time, astonishingly strong. Even though he looked almost transparent, anyone could tell at a glance that he was incredibly strong — and the insane expression on his face that didn't belong to a human being: evil, wild, desperate, demonic … It was reminiscent of a hungry wolf walking in the snow and ice...

She should have been scared, but her heart was covered by a feeling that was much stronger than "fear". She felt as if something had broken in her heart, like a person who couldn't change his fate and could only perish together …

Her knife was already pointed at his chest.

In her entire life, she had never had any thoughts of killing anyone. Even that detestable Brother Shu, she had never had any intention of killing him … However, she really wanted to kill someone right now, for sure!

He must kill this man before him.

He, had once again closed the door of hope for her. Happiness, would never come to her again.

The Dark Lord had completely forgotten about the murderous aura emanating from the blade. He only looked at her pale face in horror, as well as the slight flush that slowly emerged from the corner of her mouth. He cried out in shock, "No snow..." No Snow... "Little Fairy …"

"..."

At that time, a person was slowly approaching.

Zi Man stayed up all night and ran to the deer park early in the morning. Originally, he hadn't had the chance to approach them, but those guards suddenly looked like they had been possessed, as they toppled to and fro like paper. With a casual push, one of them fell to the ground. He was overjoyed. He called out to the heavens to take care of him, and immediately sneaked in. However, when he saw that strange man, he didn't dare to take another step forward …

It was a natural fear of meeting a hungry wolf — he held his breath. He had never seen such a murderous person. Around him, there seemed to be many death traps with sharp edges.

After a single glance, he no longer dared to look at him, and could only peep at the barefoot Xia Ji.

Her snow-white nightgown, snow-white jade feet, jet-black hair, and the corner of her mouth flushed red … Heavens! He covered his mouth in disbelief. Look, what did he see? Her lips were still red and swollen. Due to the wetness, they were like petals that had just been watered by the spring rain. The scars on her long and slender neck … He was an experienced player, how could he not know what happened last night?

At first, he was furious, but soon he was overjoyed. He suddenly realized that the opportunity had come. Yes, his chance had come.

Xia Ji was powerless, and he could see that the man opposite him was seriously injured and hanging on to his life.

He saw Xia Ji raise the knife and aim it towards the stranger's chest. He suddenly jumped out and shouted, "Xia Ji!"

Both sets of eyes fell on him.

Zi Man had dressed up well that day. He had always been famous for his flair, and could be considered to be an elegant and graceful young master. In these few days, he had purposely modified himself so as to have the heart of a thief.

He rushed forward and pulled Xia Ji's hand, then said with a solemn, righteous tone, "Xia Ji, what are you trying to do?"

Both men looked at him strangely.

This was especially true for Wu Yan. He raised his eyebrows. This person was the son of the Prince of Zheng? The beast that rumored to have repeatedly harassed Xia Ji failed?

"Xia Ji, you sure are disgraceful. Before we get married, you actually dared to have an affair with a wild man here. If Prince Chen knew about this, would he still want you? "You've really shamed our country …"

Xia Ji didn't shake him off, instead staring coldly at him.

Every time Zi Man barged in, she would look at him in panic. How many times had she seen such a thin gaze? He was surprised, but he was already full of courage. He thought he was holding something back as he proudly asked, "Xia Ji, do you want me to keep this a secret for you?"

"Ah!

"Hehe, your death before the wedding is unforgivable. However, this matter is fine as long as I don't make it public. Xia Ji, if I keep this a secret, how will you thank me? "

"…"

Her silence became his more insolent capital. He laughed softly and said, "Xia Ji, I think you are going crazy. As long as you let me have you once, just once, I won't say anything. I promise …" "Heh, before, you pretended to be three virgins and nine spirits in front of me. Now, you've already had an affair with another wild man, so of course you'll let me have you once …"

He couldn't wait to hug her and put his mouth close to hers.

"Ah …" That scream was very short and cramped. He didn't even feel much pain as his wrist turned into a lump of charred coal on the ground …

He turned into a pile of fossils as he stared at Wu Yan, then looked at Xia Ji. He suddenly understood the reason why he was repeatedly burnt … However, his fear did not last long. In the next moment, black blood gushed out from his neck and he collapsed to the ground …

"Don't kill him …"

Xia Ji didn't have the time to finish her words before she watched as Zi Man died.

This beast's death was not worth lamenting over. However, she had no intention of letting him die in front of her. Moreover, he died so miserably, like a charred coal.

Her entire body was trembling as her gaze once again fell upon the Black Demon King.

Wu Xun was also trembling. This strike had used up all the magic that he had gathered from the red pearl with great difficulty. His body fell backwards and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xia Ji suddenly began to laugh.

He looked at her strangely and took a big step toward himself.

There was no longer any trace of gentleness or charm on her smile. He suddenly seemed to understand something. From the corner of his eyes, he saw that she had already cast a glance at the unconscious old palace maid in the corner. It was only now that she truly wanted to make her move.

There was a faint cruelty on that incredibly sweet face that he had never seen before, just like her calmness at the moment. "Wu Sang, your name is Wu Xian, right?"