Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 480 Ruoruo: Are you jealous?
inside the room.

Waves of violent vomiting sounds followed one after another. The woman in the colorful skirt who was arrogant and indifferent before was now kneeling on the ground in a very ungraceful manner, burying her head in the wooden barrel.

Tears, saliva, mixed with the transparent liquid in the nasal cavity, splashed onto the ground drop by drop, but Feng Qing'er didn't care about much now. She could only put all her strength on the wooden barrel, trying her best to restrain the waves of fear in her body.

"vomit!"

Another dry retching sound was heard. At this point, Feng Qing'er could no longer control the humiliation in her heart. Her face turned pale and she slapped herself in the face.

"Snapped!!!"

A clear and loud sound was heard, and the fair and delicate face swelled up to the size of a sandbag almost instantly. Blood flowed down the corners of her mouth and she barely managed to control the fear in her body.

"Mu, Qing, Luan!!"

Feng Qing'er's face was distorted, and she shouted the name with almost extreme resentment.

As the current chief of Fenglei Pavilion and a distinguished member of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, what she values ​​most is her own reputation and the supreme honor of the clan behind her.

Being frightened to the point of collapsing on the ground by a decorative necklace in such public was definitely the greatest shame of her life, and it was very likely to become a stain that could never be erased!

As the culprit, Mu Qingluan naturally became the one she hated to the core.
"How dare a mere slave from the Qingluan clan insult the reputation of my Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan in front of so many people?"

Feng Qing'er gasped for breath, her beautiful eyes bloodshot. "Bitch, I wanted to spare your life because I stepped on your head and took the top spot, so that you could be my foil. Now, you're asking for death!"

As she spoke, the woman in the colorful skirt forced herself to stand up and staggered towards the wooden table.

However, just as she was about to reach for the token placed on the table, a sweet, bone-chilling laugh suddenly rang out from within the room.

"Tsk, Miss Qing'er is planning to ask the old guys to get involved in the struggle of the younger generation so soon?"

In the corner, a blue-haired girl in a black dress was slowly walking out from the shadows, with a playful smile on her lips, as if she had been watching this farce for a long time.

"You only allow yourself to step on others, but you don't allow others to suppress you in return. Miss Qing'er is really overbearing."

"you"

After seeing the person coming, Feng Qing'er's cheeks suddenly became stiff. Compared with her previous anger, a creepy fear filled her body like cold water.

Feng Qing'er trembled and said, "You, you are the new chief of Xingyun Pavilion? Why are you here?!"

This place was her resting place after returning from her training. Even though it was not filled with barriers like the cave, it was definitely heavily guarded.

It can be said that without her permission, even a Dou Zong-level expert would not be able to sneak into this place silently!
Hun Ruoruo's starry eyes half-closed, her voice soft and sincere, "Miss Qing'er is ill. As your new friend, I naturally cannot sit idly by. However, Miss Qing'er, you can rest assured that what happened before is known only to you and me, and no one else will know."

However, upon hearing this, Feng Qing'er's expression instantly twisted: "Bitch, those words you said before were just a disguise!"

"You're pretending to be gentle and decent just to seduce those male dogs who only think with their lower body, right? No wonder you were born with such a lowly body, disgusting!"

As if she felt that she had lost all face, Feng Qing'er simply started cursing without caring about anything, as if to cover up her current loss of composure.

Hearing this, Hun Ruoruo's eyes narrowed slightly: "Oh?"

"Are you jealous?"

"Why should I be jealous?" Feng Qing'er seemed to have seized the opportunity and sneered, "I am a member of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan and have never bothered to please anyone, let alone those low-class people who are not even worth mentioning. It's simply ridiculous!"

Hun Ruoruo shook her head. "Humans are different from monsters. They are multifaceted beings. You actively choose to enter human society, but you refuse to accept the necessary means of social interaction. No wonder everyone is hoping that you, the little phoenix, will fall from your throne."

"Oh yeah, I'm no exception."

"You, what are you going to do?!"

Hearing this, the woman in the colorful skirt was thrown to the ground by an invisible force before she could react.

Feng Qing'er didn't even have time to struggle. She only felt a chill under her body, and the raised black boots suddenly lifted up the hem of her skirt.

The overwhelming murderous intent instantly filled the entire room. Feng Qing'er's face turned red, and crazy words were almost squeezed out from between her teeth.

"you wanna die!!!"

Hun Ruoruo only glanced at it, then withdrew her gaze with a bit of boredom, sighing, "Being frightened to the point of peeing your pants by a stone, Miss Qing'er, the pride of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, is really a bit disappointing."

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Feng Qing'er was unable to respond to this sudden insult, staring at the girl with a venomous gaze, as if she wanted to skin her alive. Seeing the expression on the girl's face, a hint of evil suddenly emerged in Hun Ruoruo's eyes, deep as the ocean tide.

Feng Qing'er.
As the most outstanding among the rich young ladies, this person is not only arrogant, but also makes things difficult for Xiao Yan, who is still a grassroots. When it comes to the bad character, the other rich young ladies he has met may not be able to catch up with him even if they flatter him.

At this moment, when she lifted the other party's fig leaf, Hun Ruoruo even briefly regained a trace of the distorted psychology before using the soul-raising technique.

"No matter how much time has passed, I still hate these people so much." Hun Ruoruo laughed at herself, her smile was weird and cold.

Nalan Yanran's sect was destroyed by her, and Xun'er was kept in the dark by her from beginning to end. These high-ranking women paid the price for their delicacy and indifference.

And Feng Qing'er will only be more than them
"Come to think of it, Qingluan seems to be a young lady from the Warcraft faction. It's a pity that she is well-behaved and sensible, and she is also my junior sister. No matter from which aspect, it is difficult for me to have any dislike for her."

Hun Ruoruo's face was full of confusion, and she immediately gave an apologetic smile to Feng Qing'er, who was lying on the ground. "So, I can only trouble Miss Qing'er?"

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Feng Qing'er's mouth corners were trembling, and her face was as pale as paper.

Even though she had been walking in the human world for many years, she had never seen anyone who could compare to this woman who could change her face as quickly as turning the pages of a book.

This is no longer a witch, but a moody demon, a complete witch!

"Witch, you, what are you going to do?"

Feng Qing'er's voice was sharp and hoarse: "Kill me if you dare. You think I'll let you control me? Dream on! The Sky Demon Phoenix Clan will not let you go!"

"Raising a doll? I'm not interested in that. You little phoenix, you think too highly of yourself."

Hun Ruoruo looked relaxed, and sat down on Feng Qing'er's bed naturally, crossing her thighs.
"Qingluan is my junior sister after all. She's not as skilled as you, so losing is a loss. But you've repeatedly used this incident to humiliate her. Tell me, how should I compensate her?"

After saying that, Hun Ruoruo took out a dark purple crystal from somewhere and shook it in her palm with a smile.
"Why not let her wear it all the time as a decoration? She'll see it everywhere. Maybe after a while, Miss Qing'er will get used to it."

Looking at the familiar crystal stone, Feng Qing'er's pretty face turned pale and she almost vomited subconsciously.

However, surprisingly, the terrifying pressure that left a deep impression on her did not reappear as she had imagined. Instead, under the control of the other party, it turned into a seductive aura that was enough to drive her blood crazy.

"What on earth is this thing?" Feng Qing'er asked in a hoarse voice, suppressing the impulse in her heart.

"It's the blood essence of the Taixu Ancient Dragon." Hun Ruoruo smiled slightly. "Although some tricks were used, it's the real thing."

What Hun Ruoruo said was true. These two crystals were made from the essence and blood she obtained from Zi Yan some time ago.

Although Zi Yan is still young, the terrifying aura unique to the Taixu Ancient Dragon can still suppress Feng Qing'er from the source of her bloodline. After all, as far as she knows, the biggest hobby of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan in its most prosperous period was to feed on the Sky Demon Phoenix.

With the help of Zi Yan's blood essence, and the soul power hidden in the crystal stone, it was easy to scare Feng Qing'er, a mere Dou Huang, into vomiting and incontinence.

Of course, having said that, the reason why Hun Ruoruo went to so much trouble to intimidate Feng Qing'er was obviously not just to satisfy her own selfish desires.

What she is plotting is something deeper behind it.
"I know you're loyal to the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, but have you ever thought about how the clan behind you would view your loyalty if you always kneeled down and begged for mercy before the Azure Luan Clan?"

Hun Ruoruo propped up her cheek and looked down at the woman in the colorful skirt who had collapsed on the ground like mud. She said with interest, "I'm not interested in controlling you. I only like to make deals."

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As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Qing'er's pupils constricted, and she felt that all her previous perseverance and unyielding spirit were now quietly covered with a layer of cracks.

Yes, if the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan itself regards her as a disgrace, then who can they entrust the so-called loyalty and belonging to?

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Qing'er opened her cracked lips and said in a deep voice, "What price do you want me to pay?"

Hun Ruoruo didn't reply, but just shook the crystal in her hand again.

Feng Qing'er was silent for a while, then said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I did plot against you, but I was also willing to take the risk."

Hun Ruoruo lay sideways on Feng Qing'er's extremely luxurious animal skin blanket, her tone lazy and comfortable.
"If you have the ability to take my life, I won't complain even if I lose."

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The sounds echoing in the room gradually faded, replaced by the soothing breathing of Hun Ruoruo, as if she was taking a nap.

Looking at the defenseless girl in front of her, Feng Qing'er's eyes were empty, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.
(End of this chapter)