Volume 5: Qingming Chapter 52: Cheating Her
The last blue-gray skirt curled up, licked by the flames, exhaled its last breath, and turned into charred ash and fell to the ground.
Jiang Mo turned around, walked into the cave, and trotted a few steps to catch up with Jiang You.
Outside the gap, the black beads on the magic circle began to rotate slower.
…
The monster's earth-yellow eyes bulged on both sides of its head, and the scales on its body were slightly open, trembling gently as its abdomen expanded and contracted.
The wooden sword made a soft sound.
The slender white fingers firmly grasped the handle of the knife.
Almost at the same moment - the monster opened its mouth, and its transparent tongue popped out at a speed that was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye; Tang Butian jumped high, and the tip of the wooden sword stabbed towards the monster's abdomen.
She raised her waist and flipped her body backwards. The wooden sword changed direction in mid-air, and the tip of the sword turned back and stabbed the monster's tongue. Just as the tongue was about to retract, a very bright light burst out from the blade.
The monster let out a strange cry, and its tongue broke in the middle and fell to the ground.
Tang Butian opened his hands and used the wooden sword to chase the monster that was fleeing between the mountain walls.
The black hair rose and fell.
Tang Butian stood up from the ground.
The light coming through the crack in the door fell into her eyes, and she saw a human face on the monster's face. When she took a step forward and wanted to see it more clearly, the face disappeared.
The monster dodged the wooden sword and moved towards the door.
Tang Butian glanced at the door and stepped back to where she had stood before. This time, she once again saw a human face on the monster's face, a man's face, and she recognized it.
"Zheng Yuantai?" Tang Butian called tentatively.
The monster's tail curled towards the wooden sword, and then suddenly rushed towards her. Tang Butian flipped forward with one hand and kicked the monster in the eye with one foot. The monster felt pain , and Tang Butian's whole body jumped up, and she stepped heavily on the monster's back. When the tail loosened, she pulled back the wooden sword, turned around, and stabbed downwards while holding the handle with both hands.
The wooden sword pierced the monster's head.
The monster's body twitched and struggled violently, with spikes flying out of its scales from time to time, and its tail slapping the ground heavily again and again. Only after its body completely calmed down did she pull out the wooden sword and jump off the monster's body.
The monster's blood flowed down the wooden sword onto the ground.
Blue-gray blood.
Tang Butian's lips were slightly open and she was breathing softly. After a moment, she walked towards the door and stopped at the place where she had seen the face before.
She looked towards the monster's corpse. It lay there motionless, its head tilted to one side, and its severed tongue slipped out of its mouth weakly...
She raised her head and turned around, looking at the mountain walls on all sides and above her head.
There was blood on the ground, and some and crawled towards the monster's corpse.
A very thin and brittle layer of light peeled off from the door.
Tang Butian alertly dodged backwards. At this moment, the monster opened its cloudy and dim eyes. Tang Butian saw the monster leap forward and pass through the layer of light. The bloody hole on its head, the stiff claws, the messy scales, and the scarred tail all became bright and powerful after the light passed by.
It is reborn in the light.
The light spots drifted away, and Tang Butian saw that face again.
The monster's tail swept towards Tang Butian.
Tang Butian saw the worms wriggling in the scales, and tried to block it with her wooden sword, but it missed... She was stunned for a moment, and immediately jumped back.
There was a shattering sound, and the place where she had been standing was smashed by the tail.
The monster turned around, and its transparent tongue chased her body at a very high frequency. Tang Butian's speed was also at its limit, but she still relied on her intuition to temporarily change the angle to avoid it several times.
After a round of tongue attack, she was forced into a corner, and her shirt and skirt were torn into several pieces.
Dim yellow eyes locked onto her.
Tang Butian glanced at the door. Spots of light were floating in this not very spacious space.
She closed her eyes.
His mind sank into the wooden sword.
Some ancient patterns lit up on the blade, and the spiritual power in the body was quickly drawn...
The sword energy was surging.
The monster's armor plates stood up.
The wooden sword made a slight sound and flew out of Tang Butian's hand. It brushed past the monster's lower abdomen and flew straight towards the door.
The spikes on the scales flew densely towards Tang Butian's body.
Her body was flexible and nimble, as she flipped and dodged in the gaps between the spikes.
The monster raised its head, roared, and then pressed its entire body towards Tang Butian's.
A strand of black hair was cut off by the claws and fell to the ground.
The wooden sword hit the door diagonally and stabbed into it.
The door trembled a few times, and the light coming through the crack seemed to dim.
Tang Butian opened her eyes.
The monster was above her.
Blue-gray smoke floated from its body, and its claws waved weakly before dropping down.
After Tang Butian fell to the ground, he rolled to the side several times quickly, and then the monster's body fell to the ground.
She sat up, gasping for breath.
After the green smoke dissipated, the upper body of the monster turned into a human, and the lower body was still a tail.
Tang Butian stretched out her hand towards the door.
The wooden sword flew back into her hand.
…
black.
So dark.
Walking in the endless black.
The insects hid in the darkness, making rustling, gnawing sounds.
A dark shadow pounced on him from behind, and he subconsciously raised his sword...
sword……
Where is his sword?
He looked at his hands, covered with black scales, claws, monsters...
"ah!"
The man lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes. He saw a wooden sword. The tip of the sword slid down and pressed against his neck. The man holding the sword had a pair of extremely indifferent eyes.
He saw himself in those eyes.
"Zheng Yuantai?" A cold female voice sounded in his ears.
"I am, you..."
"Tang Yi is my master."
Zheng Yuantai saw the girl's face clearly - delicate, without a trace of worldly air.
"Are you Tang Butian?" Zheng Yuantai asked.
"Yes." Tang Butian retracted the wooden sword.
"You came to save me?"
"right."
Zheng Yuantai propped himself up and sat up. He saw his lower body which had turned into a tail and his claw-like hands.
"Chang Lizhang and Shao Lang are outside. Jin Cheng is probably here too."
Zheng Yuantai sighed with a wry smile, and then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly looked up at Tang Butian and asked, "When you came here, did you meet a little girl who looked about seven or eight years old?"
“I have met him.”
"What did she say to you?"
Tang Butian thought about it for a while. Before she could speak, Zheng Yuantai said, "Don't believe what she says."
"It doesn't matter, Jiang You is lying to her."
"Jiang You? Who is he?" Zheng Yuantai asked.
"My friend, working part-time in the Special Operations Department of Tangjiang City."
