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

Chapter 228

Upon learning that Lin Xin had been found, the Xirong soldiers who had been scattered to search for her began to gather in this direction. After Lin Xin discovered this situation by using the plants in the forest, she lowered her head and smiled calmly, and then looked up at the Xirong leader with fear.

"Of course, this little wench is much prettier than the ones in our camp, and she doesn't have that slutty smell on her. I'll give her to you after I've had my fill!" The Western Rong leader looked at Lin Xin with a cat-and-mouse smile on his face.

Killing intent surged in Lin Xin's heart, but it wasn't the right time yet. The Western Rong soldiers hadn't all gathered within her effective attack range. In order to conserve her supernatural power to deal with emergencies, she had to conserve it as much as possible.

"Come on, little beauty!" The Xirong leader was not as relaxed as he appeared. Although he approached Lin Xin step by step, he never put down the scimitar in his hand.

"You, you stay away!" To keep up the act, Lin Xin's face was filled with fear as she hid behind a tree and said in a trembling voice.

Seeing her like this, the Western Rong leader's vigilance lessened somewhat, though not by much.

Lin Xin watched the approaching Xirong leader step by step, calculating the attack range of her superpower in her mind. She knew that she had to kill all the Xirong soldiers with one blow and absolutely could not let her abnormality be revealed.

"Little beauty, don't hide! Isn't it good to come with me?" The Xirong leader coaxed her while observing her expression. "I can give you any pearls and jewels you want from Xirong. Isn't that what you women like?"

The Western Rong soldiers who surrounded them also joined in the commotion.

"You, you stay away! I don't want pearls and gems! Get away from me!" Lin Xin hid behind a tree and, using the tree as cover, secretly pulled out a handful of Devil Vine seeds from her spatial storage. She tossed them out, and because they were caught off guard, the Xirong leader accidentally inhaled a few seeds into his nostrils.

"Achoo, achoo~" Stimulated, the Xirong leader sneezed several times, his eyes filled with anger and impatience. He gripped his scimitar tightly and took larger strides toward Lin Xin.

"One, two, three..." Lin Xin silently counted her steps, her supernatural abilities ready to be unleashed.

Finally, all the Xirong soldiers entered Lin Xin's attack range. Her eyes were filled with fierceness, and she decisively unleashed her wood-type ability. The grass on the ground sprang up one by one, and the branches of the trees next to her grew wildly in an instant.

"Ah! What is this?"

"My feet! My feet are tied!"

"Get out of my way, what is this thing?"

"Ah! My eyes, my eyes..."

"..."

The Western Rong soldiers were frantically entangled and bound by various plants in the mountains and forests, and some were injured by tree branches, and for a time they were in chaos.

At this moment, the Western Rong leader felt a sharp pain in his chest and nose, a tearing pain that prevented him from screaming like his soldiers. He could only lie on the ground in vain, clutching his chest and rolling around.

After all the Western Rong soldiers were firmly bound, demonic vines, like ghosts, stretched out their sinister tendrils and began to frantically suck blood from their bodies.

"Huh? What the hell is this thing?"

"Why is there such a thing here?"

"I...I can't move, help me~" The desperate screams of the Western Rong soldiers sounded like heavenly music to Lin Xin at this moment. She stood coldly on the big tree, watching the massacre below with indifference.

The leader of the Western Rong tribe had a bright red patch on his chest, from which countless soft, green vines emerged, climbing wildly and searching for flesh and blood that held a fatal attraction for them.

"What kind of sorcery are you using?" He was already numb from the pain and could barely feel anything. Inadvertently, his eyes met Lin Xin's gaze in the tree. The woman, who looked like a fairy, had her skirts fluttering and her long hair gently blowing in the night breeze.

However, in his eyes, her ethereal beauty was like a deadly demon, carrying extreme danger.

"Hehe," Lin Xin smiled, her fair and delicate face reflecting dappled shadows of the trees, exuding an indescribable eeriness. She parted her red lips slightly, her voice infused with psychic abilities, "Sorcery? Is this what you mean?"

As she finished speaking, a bright red seed suddenly appeared in her hand. He watched as the seed sprouted in her palm and slowly grew into a twisted, gnarled, and cracked green branch.

The strangest thing was that the branches did not grow leaves, but flower buds sprouted from each of the protruding nodes, and soon they bloomed into large, bright red flowers.

A gust of wind blew by, and a rich fragrance wafted over, causing the Xirong leader and some of the soldiers to instinctively hold their breath.

Those soldiers who reacted slower were forced to inhale a lot of it. Their faces, which had been twisted and contorted from being bound by weeds or pierced by branches, gradually softened, and they began to show signs of enjoyment, even their struggles gradually diminishing.

The Xirong leader was shocked and his emotions fluctuated. He couldn't hold his breath any longer and took a deep breath. The rich and sweet floral fragrance instantly filled his lungs, and his chest, which had felt heavy and numb, immediately felt much lighter. It was as if a pair of warm and soft hands had gently soothed away all his pain, and he felt indescribably comfortable.

He was so immersed in this comfort that he couldn't pull himself out, unaware that in the eyes of the soldiers who were still suffocating, he was now behaving the same way as those who hadn't even held their breath in the first place.

At this point, more and more people couldn't hold their breath and began to gasp for air.

As a result, more and more people are immersed in the comfort created by the fragrance of flowers.

Sensing that only a handful of the Western Rong soldiers were still struggling, Lin Xin didn't want to waste any more time with them. With a flick of her wrist, the green branch rolled from her hand to the ground.

The instant it landed, it seemed as if a cat had smelled fish, and with lightning speed it stretched out. At the same time, some of the bright red flowers withered and fell off, and then new branches grew from the places where they had previously bloomed, and the same flowers bloomed again.

Surrounded by the fragrance of flowers, the Western Rong soldiers seemed like mindless puppets, motionless and bound by various weeds and vines.

Then, the outstretched green branches quickly wrapped around the Western Rong soldiers, forming large green cocoons.

Soon, the large cocoons began to tremble slightly, and a series of shrill screams came from inside.

Gradually, the large cocoon shook more and more violently, and the screams became lower and lower, forming a pattern of alternating sounds.

I don't know how much time passed, but the forest finally quieted down.

The large cocoons, which had previously been a dull green, had turned into a glossy green, almost glowing.

Lin Xin jumped down from the tree, snapped her fingers, and the large cocoons seemed to hear a command, shrinking their branches in perfect unison.

The once vibrant Western Rong soldiers have now become skeletons covered in a layer of human skin.