Three Kingdoms, I'm really not a general!

Chapter 644 Will-o'-the-wisp
There must be something wrong with Himiko being so honest.

In fact, when he turned his back to Himiko, Xing Daorong could already feel murderous intent looking at him.

嗏

He deliberately didn't react.

Just waiting for Himiko to make a move so that he can counter her and then put more pressure on her.

Unfortunately, Himiko seemed to have sensed something and did not take action.

However, just because I didn't take action just now doesn't mean I won't take action.

Xing Daorong knew that Himiko would never give up so easily, so how could he really sleep soundly that night?

Xing Daorong was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt a chill, as if a cold air was rushing up from the soles of his feet, making him shiver all over.

I subconsciously wrapped myself in the quilt tightly, but the coldness became more and more severe, as if something cold was approaching quietly.

Xing Daorong suddenly opened his eyes, and it was dark all around him. There were only a few blue ghost fires floating in the air, flickering, as if a few cold eyes were staring at him.

Even though he was prepared, Xing Daorong couldn't help but feel his heart tighten at this moment, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

He sat up suddenly, his hand unconsciously reaching for the knife beside his pillow, but the will-o'-the-wisps seemed to have sensed his movements and slowly moved closer to him, emitting a faint blue light.
His face was pale. The air was filled with a rotten smell, as if it was the smell of death seeping out from deep underground.

However, it took Xing Daorong a while to react.

There are no ghosts or gods in this world.

Even if there is... then he, as a time traveler, is the biggest ghost.

Besides, as modern people, we are deeply influenced by popular science and naturally know what this thing is.

The so-called will-o'-the-wisp is nothing more than a common name for phosphorescent fire. It usually appears in cemeteries or suburbs at night, showing a dark green or blue phosphorescence, giving people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

The cause is that human bones contain phosphorus, and when the corpse decays, it produces phosphine, which has a very low ignition point and can spontaneously combust.

Even when walking, since the pressure is low where the fluid flow rate is high, it will drive it to move behind, so you may be scared when you look back, so it is called a will-o'-the-wisp.

To put it simply, it is a common natural phenomenon, and its formation is related to the phosphine produced during the decay of organic matter.

Although he didn't know how Himiko did it at the moment, Xing Daorong already knew this little trick.

but…

Although he understood it in his heart, he decided to pretend first to see what Himiko could come up with.

"Who...who is there!" Xing Daorong suppressed the fear in his heart, but his voice seemed to tremble a little.

The will-o'-the-wisp fires did not respond, but just floated quietly, as if silently mocking his powerlessness.

Xing Daorong clenched the knife handle and yelled, "Whoever is doing this, get out of here!"

...

The door was gently pushed open, making a low "woosh" sound.

Then several white shadows slowly floated into the room.

In the white shadow's hand, the white silk swayed gently, as if floating like a ghost.

The room was dark, with only moonlight and ghost lights, and one could vaguely see Xing Daorong's nervous look as he held the knife.

Himiko was secretly delighted, thinking that her plan had succeeded, and she floated forward even more boldly, whispering eerily: "Give me back my life...Give me back my life..."

"Xing Daorong! You killed so many people. Today, someone from the underworld is here to take you away!"

The white silk swayed, making a slight rustling sound.

If an ordinary person saw this scene, he would have been scared to death.

But in Xing Daorong's eyes, they were all just crude tricks.

Xing Daorong didn't want to put on airs.

He suddenly turned over and stood up, moving as fast as a leopard.

There was a hint of teasing in Xing Daorong's eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He whispered, "You're playing tricks pretty well." Before Himiko could react, Xing Daorong had already stepped in front of her, stretched out his big hand, and directly grabbed her wrist.

She screamed and tried to break free, but found herself firmly restrained.

Xing Daorong pulled Himiko and she lost her balance. He picked her up and threw her heavily onto the bed.

The bed made a muffled sound, and before Himiko could recover from her shock, Xing Daorong had already stepped forward and pressed her under him.

His arms held her wrists tightly like iron pliers, and he looked down at her with a hint of teasing and pride in his eyes: "You think you can scare me with just this little trick?"

Himiko struggled a few times, but found that she couldn't move at all. She could only stare with eyes wide open and said angrily: "You...you knew it a long time ago?"

Xing Daorong chuckled, lowered his head close to her ear, and whispered: "I am a messenger from heaven to save the people of the world. How dare ghosts and gods in the world provoke me?"

A messenger from heaven?

Himiko's heart skipped a beat when she heard this.

Just looking at Xing Daorong's eyes which were so close, there was a hint of calmness.

"Could it be that he really came from heaven?"

"But even if you came from heaven, why did you have to come to my land to kill me, and even claim to be the king here?"

Himiko's heart was in turmoil after hearing what Xing Daorong said.

So powerful!

Among the men of this island country, there has never been one as strong as Xing Daorong.

to be honest…

This is the man who can truly be king!

Regardless of the change of Himiko's thoughts, the maid standing by was so frightened that she didn't know what to do, and the white silk in her hand fell to the ground.

Xing Daorong glanced at her and said lightly: "You go out first, there is nothing for you to do here."

The maidservant felt as if she had been pardoned. She quickly left the room and closed the door.

There were only two people left in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Himiko was pressed under Xing Daorong. She felt his hot body temperature and strong heartbeat. She felt both ashamed and annoyed, but unable to break free.

She bit her lip and whispered, "You...let me go!"

Xing Daorong was unmoved, but moved closer to her, and said with a low smile: "Since you came to me yourself, I won't be polite."

After that, he lowered his head to silence all her protests.

Himiko struggled a few times at first, but soon succumbed to his powerful attack and gradually became addicted to it, unable to extricate herself.

The few ghost lights around also became quiet at this moment.

Xing Daorong was not hungry, but Himiko was a woman after all, and from the perspective of means of conquest, it was indeed an extra option.

"Don't move, if you move again, I'll chop off your head!"

Feeling the person beneath him ready to make a move, a cold warning suddenly came out.

Himiko's hand, which was reaching for the dagger, paused.

Xing Daorong did go a little too far.

This guy just got intimate with someone and then turned around to chop off the person's head.

There is really no mercy at all.

only…

Such an explosive appearance made Himiko's mind fluctuate, like a roller coaster...

(End of this chapter)