The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

Xu Su sighed softly and rubbed her cheeks.

"So, should we leave the city now, or first?"

[Yes, if there's someone you really want to find, wait until things calm down in the city.]

Besides, they're much safer than you.

"Oh."

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The rain continued to fall, more heavily than ever before.

Fan Ling sat in the brightly colored lobby, gazing at the rain outside the window. In the past, she was always in a good mood when it rained. It would be even better if the theaters in the city were still open on rainy days.

But now... she can't be happy.

The pungent smell of blood kept flooding my nose, along with the unrestrained and disgusting laughter.

"Miss, don't you usually enjoy watching performances? Why don't you like watching them here anymore?" The man's ferocious face was covered with a maniacal smile, and his laughter was nauseating.

The voice came from a man with reddish-brown downy hair on his face. He also had two ears on his head that looked like a weasel. His face was long and narrow, giving people an uncomfortable feeling.

He was standing next to a maid who was tied to a pillar, and the man was using a slender razor to shave the skin off her body.

The skin that was cut off was so thin that you could see what was underneath. The woman was covered in blood and had already fainted. If this method of cutting were used, it might take hundreds or even thousands of cuts to remove all the skin from her body.

Purple patterns were painted on the lobby floor. Fan Ling didn't know what they were, only that the man had said they were for decoration and could ward off evil spirits, which was why they were carved in the lobby.

Besides the men, there were several corpses of the waiters lying in the lobby, along with two men, a woman, and a large snake watching the spectacle.

Fan Ling wasn't seriously injured; she was just forced to sit on a chair in the lobby, next to a plate of colorful pastries.

Just as the man said, he wanted Fan Ling to watch the play.

The premise is that Fan Ling can stand it.

"Fan Yong, that's enough." Unable to bear it any longer, Fan Ling pursed her lips and scolded.

But as the man turned around, those bloodshot, scarlet beastly eyes looked over, and a terrifying ghost face rose from behind him, gripping her throat.

Her hand holding the tea trembled twice.

"If you really have a problem with me, come at me." She paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, the man smiled mockingly.

"That's true."

"Normally, which of you has ever respected me? Now, you're suddenly willing to take responsibility?"

"?" He suddenly raised his voice and slashed open the arm of the woman next to him.

“Anyone can tell what you’re like normally. Besides, have people been treating you badly or what?” Fan Ling said, forcing herself to speak despite her fear.

"Do you think no one has noticed, like this?" She didn't dwell on what the man had done in the past; it was pointless to talk about it now.

His current appearance alone is enough to make people extremely disgusted.

Instead of getting angry, the man laughed, staring at Fan Ling with a sinister look.

"Fine, say whatever you want. You'll just stay here and watch as I dissect your family members one by one while they're still alive."

"When I saw the knife on your body, how did you start crying?"

“I’m telling you, we don’t have that much time right now,” a muscular man with a bare upper body said with dissatisfaction.

"Wait, this place will flood soon. Hurry up and finish what you need to do, then let's go."

Upon hearing this, Fan Yong's originally sinister face broke into a smile. He quickly turned his head to explain to the man.

The splattered flesh and blood flew into his open mouth, and the burly man exploded in front of him.

He chewed on the flesh and blood, and then saw the pale figure standing still.

And those cold, dark eyes, as deep as an abyss.

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Two more updates to go, I'm sure I can do it today.

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Volume 1: Chapter 201, Yama Knocks on the Door

Pei Huan had previously felt somewhat afraid of facing this group of demons, but now she realized it was really unnecessary.

But after experiencing what happened today...

Pei Huan suddenly felt that these demons were actually quite kind and approachable.

Although the demons seem ferocious, to be honest, what did these demons do to me...?

If you think about it carefully, maybe there really isn't?

The most dangerous situation they encountered was when they were cornered in the courtyard by that dog demon before they met Bai Qian.

Besides that, the group of demons he encountered... it's rather sad to say. Pei Huan no longer feels anything when he sees these demons; in fact, he even feels some sympathy for them.

Like an actor on a stage, it evokes no feeling other than making you want to laugh.

Pei Huan knew that this feeling was definitely not right.

But Pei Huan couldn't muster any fear. After all, anyone who saw Bai Qian wiping out these demons like wheat wouldn't feel the slightest bit of fear.

It just looks a bit intimidating.

Although these demons are almost hopeless for ordinary people.

But compared to the so-called demons, it was clear that what I had just experienced was much more terrifying.

Flying is something that people have always longed for, but the problem is... even flying requires an adaptation process, right?

If it's like the way it was just now, it's hard to say for sure, but Pei Huan is certain that anyone else would probably have the same thoughts as her.

This is clearly not a flight intensity that a normal person can withstand. The violent airflow is almost enough to blow a person's soul away. When it crashes into a wall at an unimaginable speed... anyone would feel terrified, as if they would be smashed to pieces in the next second.

Even with Bai Qian's protection, Pei Huan genuinely felt that his body was no longer his own after he stopped.

In this situation, upon seeing these demons, Pei Huan instead...

I genuinely felt a sense of familiarity; these demons seemed more comfortable to be around than flying in the sky.

Of course, while she felt a sense of familiarity, the demons in the hall didn't see it that way.

Fan Yong took a step back, and the other demons who had been watching the show also became alert.

Watching Bai Qian and the other person warily, the large snake that had been coiled up as if dozing suddenly stood up again, its tongue flicking in and out, looking at them with a sinister gaze.

"Who are you people?" Fan Yong asked, his voice filled with more relief than surprise and uncertainty.

After all, it didn't just bump into me directly. If it had,...

Needless to say, he certainly wouldn't be much better than that one, who was a bull demon, whose physique was more than twice as strong as his own.

Bai Qian glanced around the hall, not answering Fan Yong's question, but thoughtfully stepped on the array beneath her feet.

He poked Pei Huan's waist with his finger.

"It's up to you now," he said.

Pei Huan, who had initially thought the group of demons was quite kind and friendly, blinked upon hearing this.

"Me?" He pointed to himself in confusion.

Bai Qian nodded her fair chin, offering no further explanation.

"I believe in you." Bai Qian made a gesture of encouragement to Pei Huan by clenching her little fist, then turned around and tiptoed away.

It can't be said that they slipped away, but rather that they headed towards Fan Ling's location with a clear goal in mind.

Or rather, he walked with a clear purpose toward the colorful pastries on the table next to the girl.

Completely unconcerned by the glares of the demons in the room that seemed ready to devour them alive.

She sat down on the chair next to the table, her little feet dangling in the air, ignoring Fan Ling's puzzled and bewildered gaze, picked up a piece of off-white pastry and put it in her mouth, eating it in small bites.

Pei Huan suddenly felt that these demons were not so friendly anymore.

He drew the long sword from his waist.

Although he had doubts about himself, since it was an order given by Bai Qian, he had to execute it perfectly.

I can't be the sword in Asahi's hand. After all, Asahi probably doesn't need this sword. She is enough to eliminate any enemy on her own.

If I can't be a sword, then I'll be a broom too.

Enemies that Master Qian is too lazy to deal with, he will handle himself; trash who disrespect Master Qian, he will sweep away himself.

Although it may not sound very appealing, at least it serves its purpose.

Pei Huan reopened her eyes, and moon-white flames flickered within them. The flames then enveloped her beautiful yet resolute face, swirling around her slender body and encircling the sword. Facing the hostile and chilling gazes of the demons, she took a light step and thrust her longsword forward.

Bai Qian ate pastries while watching Pei Huan fight the demons.

Although it was said to be several, the three demons at the back didn't actually move; it was just a battle between Fan Yong and Pei Huan.

The three demons were probably still somewhat hesitant, so they didn't dare to attack directly. Only Fan Yong, who was closest to Pei Huan, was forced to fight her.

It was a bit of a close match; Pei Huan lacked combat experience, but her opponent seemed to be just average.

Pei Huan wielded her sword entirely by instinct, while her opponent relied solely on her thick skin and tough flesh to withstand the blows.

Because of the protection of the furnace fire, Pei Huan would not suffer much harm even if she was attacked. At first, she was a little hesitant, but later she realized this and gradually let go of her inhibitions.

Basically, it fought Fan Yong by trading blows, but Fan Yong's claws and daggers had no effect at all; in other words, it was simply taking hits.

Bai Qian picked up another piece of corn cake and put it in her mouth. Come to think of it, she had seen this plate of pastries when she first saw this house.

And indeed, it was pretty much as I had imagined. Compared to some pastries I'd had before, this plate of pastries tasted significantly better, and the variety was also impressive, with corn cakes, mung bean cakes, osmanthus cakes, jujube cakes... there were all sorts of kinds.

"Um...?" A cautious voice came from the side. Fan Ling looked at the girl in the white dress sitting next to her, slightly incredulous.

His otherworldly and aloof demeanor gave Fan Ling the feeling that a celestial being was sitting next to her, like a banished immortal.

So beautiful it seems otherworldly.

Although she ate the pastries in tiny bites like a hamster, it didn't ruin her ethereal charm at all; instead, it added to her cuteness.

The most important thing is... that it suddenly appeared under these circumstances.

She glanced furtively at Pei Huan, who was still fighting the demons.

"Why don't you go and help that lady? Perhaps she needs some assistance?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Qian didn't look at Pei Huan. Instead, she focused on finishing the pastries. After eating the jujube cake in her hand in one bite, she tilted her head slightly.

"I believe her," he replied earnestly.

“But those demons have already made their move.” Fan Ling looked over at Pei Huan’s side. Fan Yong had already had one of his arms cut off by Pei Huan and had to retreat, but at the same time, the three demons who had been watching from the sidelines attacked.

Pei Huan visibly staggered back a few steps, looking as if he couldn't hold on much longer.

Bai Qian glanced at Pei Huan's side and just then saw the girl being whipped into the wall by the giant snake's tail.

Blinked.

"It's alright." The protection formed by the furnace fire wasn't broken, which means there's nothing to worry about.

"Your pastries are delicious, where did you buy them?" Bai Qian asked curiously, picking up another blue pastry, with some crumbs still on her lips.

Fan Ling's lips twitched as she looked at the three eerie demons staring at her.

“But…they seem to…” Fan Ling watched as one of the demons slowly approached, and her previously peaceful mood suddenly became tense.

Bai Qian pinched the blue pastry and took a small bite.

It has a sweet and sour taste with an extremely soft texture, somewhat like bread, but much crisper, and a subtle grape flavor.

Grape cake?

This was the first time Bai Qian had ever tasted this. Although she had drunk a lot of grape juice and other similar drinks, this was the first time she had ever eaten something like this.

Fan Yong slowly walked towards Bai Qian, holding a small knife. His empty left arm was still bleeding bright red blood. He stared at Bai Qian with a sinister look.

He was no match for Pei Huan and retreated after having one of his arms cut off.