Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 51 The Witch and the Daughter

The expected severe pain did not come. Xiao Yan was stunned. Before he had time to think about it, the familiar sweet fragrance rushed into his nostrils along with the heavy breathing of the survivors.

He collapsed to the ground, digging his hands into the dirt, suppressing the spasms of fear that came with his life.

"Ruoruo."

Xiao Yan almost called out the name in a groaning tone.

Hun Ruoruo looked at the young man's miserable appearance and did not respond. Instead, she looked up at the boss and the group of bandits in front of her, her eyes filled with a purple light similar to Xiao Yan's.

Although similar, it is deeper, as if brewing an eternal sea of ​​stars.

"I've been ordered to take the young master home. Could you please help me?"

The sturdy man looked dazed, his only remaining right eye staring blankly at the beautiful girl who appeared like a ghost in front of him, trembling and unable to speak. The bandits around him were so scared that they felt a chill in their bones.

The full force attack of the eight-star fighter was unexpectedly blocked by two fingers
Plus that mysterious figure.
Fighting Master? Great Fighting Master?

Even.
An idea that made everyone's heart tremble gradually appeared in their minds -

Could this woman be a powerful Dou Ling master?

The eldest master forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said in a hoarse voice, "I was blind and didn't realize that the young master was here to train. I absolutely did not mean to offend you. If you want to take the young master away, we will definitely not stop you."

"I don't mean to offend you, but do you believe what you said? If that attack had been successful, I would probably be on my way to reincarnation now, right?" Hearing this, Xiao Yan sneered.

The boss's face turned pale, but he couldn't think of any words to explain himself, so he turned his gaze to the girl in the black dress in front of him.
"Sir, I am willing to give away all my savings, just to ask you to spare my life."

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan's eyes showed a strange look, and he suddenly kept silent.

"All your savings, including the men behind you?"

Hun Ruoruo tilted her head and said hesitantly, "Well, if you hand over everything, you can leave."

The bandits, as if they had been pardoned, desperately threw out all the money and resources they had looted. After doing all this, they cast their pleading eyes towards the girl again.

Although the boss felt extremely painful, he finally took out the ring from his arms and threw it on the ground resignedly.

After receiving the girl's approving gaze, he no longer dared to stay and was about to flee from this dangerous place.
"You can't move your legs?!"

He tried desperately to move his legs, but was horrified to find that the soles of his feet seemed to be stuck to the ground. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get up from the ground.

"you?!!"

"Oh, why aren't you going to leave yet?"

The girl's soft and questioning voice reached the ears of the bandits, but it was like a death warrant from a ghost.

"If you don't want to leave, I'll have to take action."

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The boss had a sad face and opened his mouth to try to say something, but found that he could only make a hissing noise.

Only then did he finally understand that the seemingly innocent and beautiful girl before him was actually a terrifying being far more cruel and ruthless than anyone else present.
He looked at the spinning world in front of him with an empty expression, and then he lost all consciousness.

After taking a look at the muscular man whose head and body were separated, Hun Ruoruo felt the fishy sweetness in the air and sighed with some lingering regret.

The gap in strength was too huge. Even if she wanted to play cat and mouse, the other party would not be able to cause any trouble.

Extremely boring.

The girl turned to look at Xiao Yan, who was slumped on the ground, and said in a delicate voice, "Even an eight-star fighter dared to launch a sneak attack. The Third Young Master is truly courageous. It's a pity, but being too arrogant is not a good habit."

"Ahem, I was blinded by my passion and rushed in without realizing it."

Xiao Yan smiled awkwardly, and his mood was freed from the fear of life and death.

He struggled to get up and walked quickly to the girl's side. Just as he was about to say something else, his eyes inadvertently stopped in a direction not far away.

The sedan door that was originally tightly closed had been opened at some point, and the pitch-black interior looked exceptionally dark against the backdrop of the moonlight outside.

Xiao Yan seemed a little bit unbelievable, and asked in a low voice: "Ruoruo, are you the daughter of the caravan?"

"Why, don't I look like a rich lady?" Hun Ruoruo did not answer directly, but teased with a smile.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan's expression suddenly turned gloomy. He took a deep breath, and even spoke with anger: "When you were practicing soul fighting skills earlier, you killed that dandy young master who bullied men and women, which was fine, but why did you involve the innocent people in the caravan? Most of them have no cultivation, and they can't save their lives when facing those bandits."

The joy of surviving the disaster vanished in an instant, and he only felt that what he had done before was so ridiculous.

Training, emotions, even life-or-death struggles, are all controlled by the other party. What is the point of such an experience?
The young man averted his gaze, lowered his head, and hid the resentment in his eyes.

"Xiao Yan, don't you want to become stronger? Doesn't this fulfill your wish?"

Hearing the other party's abrupt words, Hun Ruoruo's originally teasing eyes were filled with a bit of confusion. She looked away and her tone gradually became indifferent.

"A caravan we met by chance only gave you a small favor, and you're scolding me for that. How ridiculous."

Xiao Yan clenched his fists, unable to suppress his inner emotions any longer. He raised his head and angrily said, "I admit that you have helped me far more than they have, but does that mean you can treat me and them as tools to be manipulated at your will?!"

After saying that, Xiao Yan, who was already in a state of panic, walked straight towards Hun Ruoruo. Taking advantage of the girl's moment of distraction, he grabbed her hand and looked down from the direction of the jungle.

Under the bright moonlight, a long and narrow sea of ​​fire completely destroyed the tranquility of the night. A group of people were lying densely on the ground, like a group of ants. The few living people were hurriedly walking, drawing water from a distant river to put out the fire.

The young man pointed at the caravan carriages below, which were ablaze with flames, and said, "I, Xiao Yan, do not consider myself a good person, but if the price of cultivation is always this, then I would rather choose to find another way."

"release!"

Hun Ruoruo, who had come to her senses, had no intention of looking at the scene below. Her expression of astonishment suddenly turned into disgust. She fiercely slapped the boy's burning hand away, and her fighting spirit overflowed from her body. One after another, water balls washed over the back of her hand.

".Sorry, I got impatient."

Xiao Yan, who was originally angry, couldn't help but restrain his momentum when he saw this scene, and his understanding of Hun Ruoruo's resistance to physical contact became even more profound.

He opened his mouth tentatively to say something, but found that the girl was in a rather unstable mood at the moment. The argument that was on the tip of his tongue was swallowed back into his stomach, and instead he just chatted with her in a disjointed manner.

"Ruoruo, why are you pretending to be that rich lady? If you just want me to experience a life-and-death battle, why not just throw me into the bandit's base camp?"

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"Ruoruo?"

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Xiao Yan simply stopped talking. Facts proved that he was just wooden, not stupid.

The two of them remained in a stalemate like this. After an unknown amount of time had passed, Hun Ruoruo, who had regained her composure, secretly sighed, and turned around and walked towards the direction behind her, feeling rather bored.
"I'm not the so-called daughter."

"Not a thousand gold?"

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed, and he quickly followed Hun Ruoruo's footsteps and walked towards the sedan chair.

As expected, inside the pitch-black sedan, there lay a delicate woman who had already passed out. Due to the dim moonlight, Xiao Yan was unable to see her clearly, and therefore subconsciously ignored her.

Looking closely at this time, although the woman had a fresh and refined appearance, she was obviously far from the charming face of Hun Ruoruo that captivated everyone.

Knowing that the other party's previous words were just a joke, Xiao Yan suddenly fell silent, with mixed emotions in his heart for a moment.

Hun Ruoruo's hand was still covering the spot Xiao Yan had touched earlier. She had no expression on her face as she said calmly, "This matter is not under my control. Although I was aware of the attack on the caravan, I had no obligation to inform them, let alone to save them."

Xiao Yan nodded in agreement. He was not a saint, and Hun Ruoruo was not a kind man or a believer, so there was naturally no need to dwell on this matter.

"Feel sorry."

Seeing that the matter was over, the young man dragged his tired body around the sedan chair, and then picked up the gold coins and resources scattered on the ground and put them into the ring.

When bandits rob, they usually don't carry any treasures with them. However, the money and herbs scattered on the ground were so many that they almost filled up the low-level storage ring.

When the storage ring was full, Xiao Yan asked Hun Ruoruo for his own ring and began to classify the resources in it.

"Xiao Yan, if you were a stranger to this caravan, would you still help them?" Seeing this, Hun Ruoruo suddenly asked, leaning against the moonlight.

Xiao Yan stopped what he was doing and looked at the other party. He said uncertainly, "Maybe not. The other party's strength is too far behind mine. It's not worth taking such a high risk."

That being said, but recalling the passion and impulse that had rushed to his head, he still couldn't say it directly.

Under the shadows, the girl seemed to let out a very faint sigh, as ethereal as a dream.

"So, you're the bad guy among the good guys?" Her voice was lazy and meaningful.

The familiar strange description appeared again. Xiao Yan glanced at the rich lady who was attacked by bandits but was intact, grinned, and then lowered his head to continue collecting the spoils.

Then you are probably the good guy among the bad guys.

(End of this chapter)