Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 227

Lin Xin was currently traversing the forest next to the Xirong people's camp, occasionally using the branches and vines around her to harvest the lives of one or two pursuers behind her. With her wood-type ability, this place was practically her home turf.

She ran swiftly through the forest, drawing upon the wood-based energy from the trees and grass to replenish her depleted supernatural power.

Before dying, the black-clad Western Rong man she had killed launched a frenzied counterattack, using himself as bait to pierce Lin Xin's left shoulder with a sharp blade through his chest, and then using his last strength to launch a cloud of deep red smoke into the air.

Although she didn't understand what it meant, Lin Xin instinctively sensed something was wrong, so she unleashed her water-based powers, sending blades of water slicing through the throats of the attacking Xirong soldiers, leaving them there forever.

Just as she was about to check on the soldiers' condition after receiving the medicine, she heard the sound of many people walking in the distance. She had a bad feeling and got up to rush outside the camp, where she met the Xirong people who were coming to her aid.

Having prepared herself mentally, Lin Xin killed one of the three leaders of the Western Rong people who came to her aid, along with his six guards, as soon as they met.

What she didn't know was that the red smoke earlier meant the drugging was successful, but the ambush had failed and the entire army had been wiped out.

These Western Rong people who rushed to the scene were less there to provide reinforcements and more there to avenge their own soldiers and seize the camp.

But they were unaware that a "demon" named Lin Xin had prepared a butcher's knife and was waiting for them.

"Who are you?" one of the two remaining Xirong leaders asked, looking at the fallen bodies of his comrades.

"The one who will take your lives!" Lin Xin sneered, sweeping her long sword across the room.

Although the martial arts of the Western Rong people are mainly based on powerful fighting, some of them also practice lightness skills, like the leader who just asked the question. Upon seeing this, he immediately drew his scimitar and engaged her in combat.

The soldiers in her own camp needed time to dissipate the sleeping potion from their bodies, so Lin Xin couldn't allow them to enter the camp. After exchanging a few blows with the Xirong people, she knew she couldn't kill them in a short time, so she mobilized her last supernatural power, condensing nine extended water blades, which silently pierced into the Xirong leader's body and emerged.

The remaining Xirong leader was shocked to see his men suddenly fall down without warning while the two were locked in fierce combat, with large amounts of blood flowing from their bodies. He hadn't even noticed how the young girl had made her move, and his heart trembled.

Although I was very reluctant to admit it, I was actually inferior to him in terms of skill, and even inferior to the one who died at the hands of this little girl in the first encounter. If they lost their lives silently, how could I possibly escape?

At this moment, Lin Xin was no longer the charming little beauty he had first met, but a deadly demon in his eyes.

"Charge! Kill her!" the team leader shouted, ordering his men to attack Lin Xin in a group.

It is said that a leader's soldiers are like the soldiers they command. The soldiers under the two dead leaders were filled with grief and anger and rushed forward desperately to avenge their superiors, while the leader's men quietly stood at the rear of the column.

They had a good plan: they didn't dare to confront the girl head-on, but they could still surround her and prevent her from leaving the encirclement.

However, Lin Xin would not let them have their way. After killing several Xirong soldiers and tearing a gap in the battle line, she broke through the encirclement with unpredictable movements and ran into the nearby mountains and forests without looking back.

"General, what do we do?" The dumbfounded Western Rong soldiers watched Lin Xin's figure disappear into the depths of the forest, asking their leader in a daze. "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and chase after her!" The leader gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

"But...but our mission isn't...isn't it to capture the camp?" the soldier stammered, his eyes wide.

"The sleeping potion that General You brought will last for four hours. It's not too late for us to come back after we catch that little wench," the leader said after thinking for a moment.

"General, do you think the Right General was killed by that young woman? Should we leave a few men to go into the camp and check?" The soldier didn't want to face Lin Xin, that shrew, so he racked his brains for an excuse to stay.

"You idiot, if you keep nagging, I'll treat you as a deserter!" The team leader saw through his plan at a glance and rejected it without saying a word.

The reason is simple: he himself didn't want to face Lin Xin, but as the team leader, he had no choice. Based on the principle that he couldn't avoid it himself, he would not allow his subordinates to avoid it either. The team leader gave the soldier no chance to refute and kicked him in the shin, saying, "Stop talking nonsense, or we won't be able to find her later."

"Yes!" The soldier endured the pain in his calf and answered with a wronged tone.

Led by their leader, the group chased after Lin Xin in the direction she had left.

After entering the forest, Lin Xin did not rush to go deeper. Instead, she absorbed the abundant wood-elemental energy to replenish her powers while keeping an eye on the movements of the Xirong people. She knew that it would be a pipe dream to kill so many people by force alone, and that she should use strategy instead.

This forest was the burial ground she had chosen for those Western Rong people.

She waited for a while and sure enough, she heard rustling sounds coming from behind. With the help of the surrounding flowers, plants and trees, she sensed the approximate number of people coming. She nodded in satisfaction, relieved that no one had been left in the camp. Otherwise, it would have been very difficult for Mo Ziyuan to deal with so many soldiers who had been drugged.

Feeling reassured, Lin Xin impulsively started playing a cat-and-mouse game with the Western Rong soldiers in the woods.

She would occasionally reveal herself to them, then disappear again before they could react and make a move. This cycle repeated itself, and soon she led the Xirong soldiers deep into the mountains and forests.

This forest was close to the Xirong camp, and the Xirong soldiers were quite familiar with the terrain here. They knew there were no large wild animals like jackals, tigers, leopards, or wild boars, so they pursued Lin Xin with great recklessness.

Little did they know, Lin Xin's plan to eliminate them was about to begin.

Finally reaching the densest part of the forest, Lin Xin stopped running and stood gracefully under a towering tree, pretending to be exhausted and panting.

"Little girl, why aren't you running anymore?" Although the Xirong leader had exhausted a lot of energy, his breathing was still relatively steady. Seeing Lin Xin leaning against the tree trunk, panting heavily, a thought suddenly struck him, and a surge of lust rose in his heart, focusing on his indescribable body parts. Even the question he uttered carried a lewd connotation.

Those gathered around him were people who had followed him for a long time. They could basically tell what he wanted to do just by hearing his voice. They all turned to look at their surroundings and showed the same smile as him.

Some were even bolder and asked directly, "General, after you're done playing, can you let the brothers have some fun too?"