Chapter 127 Dark Butterfly (2)
Seeing the woman suddenly close her eyes, Huan Ling's smile froze on her face. She knew too well what this meant. She shook the woman's chin off fiercely, stood up, and said: "Don't refuse a toast. If you tell me, I might consider letting you live and giving you a chance to get close to him. If you die, you will have nothing. You have to think clearly."
Hearing what Huanling said, the woman slowly opened her eyes and looked up at Huanling's arrogant attitude as he looked down at her. She struggled to raise a sneer at the corner of her lips, a sneer full of sarcasm, and this smile completely angered Huanling.
"You want to die?" Phantom asked angrily.
The woman's lips curved even deeper after hearing this. The members of the Wind Wolf were not afraid of death, and she was certainly no exception. So she laughed. She laughed at the fact that Phantom Spirit, the guardian of the Wind Wolf, would actually threaten her with death . It made her feel like she had heard the biggest joke in the world.
"Don't think I can't find you if you don't tell me. Do you want to die? I'll let you live. I'll make you want to live but not to die. Since you don't want to tell me, then your tongue is useless. Come on, cut off her tongue for me."
The phantom spirit, who was overwhelmed by anger, seemed to have regained his composure at this moment, adjusted his emotions that were irritated by the woman, and returned to his usual coldness.
"yes!"
The two men in green immediately stepped forward to carry out the order. Huan Ling retreated away from the woman and came to the side of the man in blue to watch quietly.
There was another painful groan, but she did not make a sound, and this time she could no longer make a sound. After her tongue was cut off, the woman's consciousness was gradually eroded by the darkness again. She seemed to hear something the phantom said to his subordinates in a daze, and then a long whip hit her body, but the woman did not feel any pain at all; before her consciousness was completely deprived, the woman remembered the words of the phantom, and then again thought how ridiculous the words of the phantom were, so she laughed, no longer a sneer, but a very bitter laugh... Slowly, the woman's consciousness was completely swallowed up by the darkness, and before she fell into darkness completely, the woman's lips were moving, and she trembled to utter a few silent characters, which were the sounds she made with her last remaining soul.
"She is one of the young master's direct guards. Even if you ask her to be neither alive nor dead, she will not say anything."
The man in blue suddenly spoke, his tone calm without a trace of emotion. It turned out to be Feng Yao.
"Huh, do you think I should ask you to teach me what to do?" Phantom Spirit said angrily.
Feng Yao looked at Huan Ling without saying a word, just watching quietly, but this calm gaze angered Huan Ling.
"Do you have any objection?"
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Huan Ling looked at Feng Yao and asked.
"No, you know I'll be fine with whatever you do."
Feng Yao spoke from the bottom of his heart, and it was not difficult to hear the dignity in his tone that seemed to be giving up everything.
"Then what are you still doing here? Or do you want me to teach you what to do?"
Ignoring Feng Yao's words that abandoned his self-esteem, Huan Ling seemed aggressive and spoke coldly.
Looking at Huan Ling, Feng Yao knew that she would never listen to anything he said, and he would always be the one to compromise, so he said: "I know what to do, but I still want to remind you that if you want to kill someone, don't stay for too long, so as to avoid more trouble."
"None of your business."
As soon as Feng Yao finished speaking, Huan Ling roared out, expressing his anger at Feng Yao's suggestion.
"I didn't mean to upset you. Never mind I'm leaving now. If you need anything, please send a message to me."
But when Huan Ling was angry, any words would be futile and would only make her more angry. Feng Yao had no choice but to give up, and before leaving, he did not forget to give her some kind advice.
Watching Feng Yao leave, Huan Ling felt even more furious, because no one knew how she felt right now, and no one would understand. There was no time left, and the longer she delayed, the more dangerous she would be. She was not afraid of death, but she just didn't want to die worthlessly. At least she wanted that person to take the blame before she died.
[Rucheng] In the surrounding mountains and forests.
A simple wooden house.
Guisha closed his eyes and half-naked, while Yinyin carefully applied medicine to the wound on his shoulder, moving gently as if she was afraid of hurting him; after a while, when Yinyin finished applying medicine and bandaging the wound, she said: "Does it still hurt?"
As Guisha put on his clothes, he replied: "This little injury doesn't hurt anymore."
His tone was calm, but Yinyin's heart was still heavy. She didn't know how painful it would be, but how could such a long and deep wound not hurt? The ghost demon's recovery ability was extraordinary, but the wound seemed to have not healed for several days. How could Yinyin not worry?
"……sorry."
Yin Yin turned her head away and dared not look directly at the ghost, blaming herself.
"You've said it many times, and it's not your fault at all." Guisha replied indifferently.
"But if it wasn't me, you would..."
Before Yin Yin finished her words, Guisha interrupted her, his tone still indifferent: "I already said it's not your fault. Even if you didn't come, I would still go find that person. I brought you with me just for the sake of convenience. For me, there is no difference between one person and two people."
"But I'd just be in the way, wouldn't I?"
"Can't you help me bandage my wound? It's inevitable to get injured when fighting them head-on. If you weren't here, I would have bled to death."
Guisha did not lie. Even for him, there was no guarantee that he could escape unscathed this time. Although the sneak attack was a bit unexpected, he knew very well that getting injured was inevitable given the opponent's strength, not to mention that there was that person there.
