The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

And what about the two groups that are nearby?

His eyes glanced quietly at the two groups of people, focusing particularly on the bat demon.

It was also because the bat demon was the fastest that it rushed up to the two of them in the blink of an eye.

Its face was savage, and its narrow eyes were fixed on Bai Yao.

The sharp claws that sprouted from her wings were ready, waiting to tear Bai Yao to shreds the moment she got close.

It chased after Bai Yao, but just when it was about to catch her, it was tricked. If it weren't for the sudden change that followed, she would have really gotten away, and it might even have had to fight the Lotus Life Sect in this strange situation.

For these reasons, it was only natural that it had one thought: to tear Bai Yao to pieces.

If possible, the two could be taken back and slowly tortured. It usually enjoys capturing people and slowly torturing them; appreciating human fear is one of the most wonderful things in the world.

As for who Bai Qian is and where she comes from, it really doesn't care.

Judging from Bai Yao's worried expression, it was clear that the suddenly appearing girl in white was probably nothing special. Even if she was strong, she wouldn't be much stronger than Bai Yao. Since that was the case, it really didn't need to be afraid and didn't take Bai Qian seriously at all.

In my vision, I could almost see the scene of the two being torn apart.

Bai Qian quietly watched the approaching bat demon, only to find that it seemed to pay no attention to her at all, focusing its gaze on Bai Yao.

For some inexplicable reason, I thought of what Fu Yue had said: that I was too short to notice.

The bat demon extended its sharp claws and stretched them out towards Bai Yao.

Ignoring Bai Yao's plans, it was thinking of tearing Bai Yao, who had just embarrassed it here, to pieces.

The claw was halfway out, less than three inches from that beautiful face, when it was stopped.

Or perhaps it wasn't that it was being stopped, but rather that its paws were being pinched by a clean, slender white hand.

It was as if she were simply pinching a roadside weed, effortless. Its struggles were of no use to the girl in white. She remained as still as a mountain, firmly pressing down on the bat demon's claws.

Looking at Bai Qian holding its paw, it felt a sense of disbelief and fear, something it hadn't anticipated from the start.

Unable to imagine how she managed it, she tried to break free from Bai Qian's grasp with a slight sense of disbelief.

It was broken. The bone, harder than refined gold, was snapped in two by the girl. Its claws and wings broke almost simultaneously.

She treated it like a toy, casually stretching out her hands and breaking off her own wings. Her limp body rolled on the ground, and the bat demon fell silent.

Whether it's a bat demon or a bird demon, having broken wings is tantamount to death.

It didn't die. Perhaps it could still resist with its demonic energy, or perhaps it could try to escape, but it didn't dare to do either.

It lay trembling on the ground, perhaps pleading with Bai Qian, hoping that if it behaved itself, she wouldn't kill it.

It was wrong. From now on, it will probably do whatever Bai Qian wants to do.

Just like the ordinary people it arrested before, they probably thought the same way back then.

After casually breaking off the bat demon's wings and sealing its demonic energy, Bai Qian didn't bother with it anymore. Instead, she looked towards the Lotus Sect, especially at the large and imposing procession.

But perhaps it sensed the bat demon's thoughts, or perhaps it was for some other reason.

Bai Qian lowered her head slightly and looked at the bat demon with a puzzled expression.

It seemed as if they were lamenting that these demons, one or two at a time, all looked the same, as if they only turned into this pitiful state when they were truly about to die.

As the saying goes, they didn't know they were wrong, they just knew they were going to die.

Bai Qian squatted in front of the bat demon, quietly gazing at it.

“I can spare your life,” Bai Yao suddenly said, her deep eyes reflecting the bat demon’s terrified face.

"Answer whatever she asks, and I won't kill you." Here, "she" refers to Bai Yao, who was taken aback when Bai Qian suddenly mentioned her.

After Bai Qian finished speaking, ignoring the bat demon's joyful and hopeful expression, she stood up and looked at the Lotus Cult members.

At this moment, the Lotus Life Cult members also shrank back a few steps, having naturally witnessed the fate of the bat demon.

Bai Qian glanced at them indifferently for a few moments before turning her gaze to the ordinary people they were controlling, who were like puppets, devoid of any consciousness.

The longsword hummed softly from the sleeve, and [Su Tang] spun around once.

The Lotus Cult members who were still warily watching Bai Qian had their throats chopped off by [Su Tang], and lay on the ground with their heads rolling all over the floor.

Bai Qian was too lazy to waste words with them. They didn't need to know whether they were right or wrong; they just needed to know that they should die.

After examining the condition of these ordinary people, it was found that they were not beyond help, but their minds had been controlled by the Lotus Life Cult, and they had been starving for an unknown period of time.

They should be able to be saved...

Tilting her head to look at Bai Yao, Bai Yao was already asking about the bat demon. Bai Qian watched this scene with a quiet gaze.

Until finally, having probably gotten no further information, Bai Yao looked at Bai Qian, perhaps seeking her opinion.

Bai Qian handed the [crispy candy] to her.

The bat demon's heart skipped a beat upon seeing this.

"You promised you wouldn't kill me." It seemed to understand something, and the hope in its heart was covered by despair. At first, it seemed that it could think of it, but it dared not think of it.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qian patiently squatted down, lowered her head, and looked directly at the bat demon.

"I didn't kill you," Bai Qian said earnestly, as if she were talking to her pet.

"It was Bai Yao who killed you, so blame her if you want."

She said you deserve to die.

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It's been a long time since I've been here, 2900www. I feel like I'm back to my old self a little bit.

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Volume 1: Chapter 250, So you want to kill Mother Lotus? Just a convenient thing to do.

Bai Yao, who was standing next to Bai Qian, blinked when she heard Bai Qian's words.

It's unreasonable to blame herself for this, since she really didn't do anything.

Oh well, if my little Qian says it's my fault, then it's my fault. It's all my fault.

Taking the longsword from Bai Qian, Bai Yao wondered if it was just her imagination, but she clearly felt that the sword in her hand was...

dissatisfied?

She wasn't quite sure either, but it didn't really matter.

She lifted up the [candy].

The bat demon opposite him showed considerable terror when Bai Yao raised [Sugar Candy]. Gone was the previous tyranny or any other emotion; at this moment, the bat demon only felt the fear of death.

After all, how many fearless demons and humans are there in this world? Fearless? It's just that the sword hasn't reached them yet.

Raising his longsword, Bai Yao showed no hesitation.

Even at the very end, the bat demon still tries to make its best effort.

But under Bai Qian's deep, dark eyes, its struggle was silently thwarted.

The longsword fell, slicing the bat demon's body in two.

Bai Yao released [Su Tang] and watched as the moon-white longsword, unstained by any blood, flew into the girl's sleeve.

He glanced at the bat demon's corpse on the ground again, but felt nothing.

Although not like Bai Qian, who kills demons as easily as eating and drinking, Bai Yao doesn't feel any psychological burden when killing these demons; she just kills them without any qualms.

"We did manage to find out some things just now; it is indeed backed by the Hundred Demon Pavilion," Bai Yao said, looking at Bai Qian.

Perhaps out of fear of death, the bat demon did indeed reveal everything it knew.

"There aren't many demons left in Taiheng now." This can be roughly known from the information about the bat demon. Originally, there were quite a few demons at the third realm.

But now it seems there are only one or two left.

“However, judging from its words, Taiheng is currently hiding a demon king.” After a slight silence, Bai Yao continued.

Bai Qian, who had been staring blankly at the people who still looked like puppets, tilted her head upon hearing this.

"Demon King?"

"The demons of the four realms, this realm is called the Demon King, or you can say the Great Demon," Bai Yao explained.

As far as I can remember, the Demon Hunting Pavilion was destroyed by a powerful demon who was close to or even at the fourth level. After all, they could barely muster a few warriors at the third level and were subject to the control of the gods of various families. They were indeed not enough to face the Hundred Demon Pavilion.

Only then did Bai Qian become somewhat interested.

"Like Qinglang?" I asked instinctively.

Bai Yao was taken aback upon hearing this. She hadn't been present when Bai Qian killed Qing Lang, so she didn't know much about him.

"Maybe." Although I've heard of Qinglang's name and know he's a powerful demon, he probably hasn't reached the threshold of the fourth realm.

"Anyway, being careful will definitely be fine." She didn't say anything about Bai Qian being no match for the Demon King. At this point, she knew that Bai Qian probably wouldn't listen to her.

If you were to tell her to eat more slowly or pay more attention to her clothing, the girl might listen.

If she were to face that great demon and prove to be no match for it, it would simply be a matter of the two of them ending up together; she was already mentally prepared for that.

If it's similar to Qinglang, or even slightly stronger than Qinglang, then it doesn't feel that impressive.

Bai Qian thought for a moment and then told Bai Yao about the information she had just received from Fu Yue.

"Who is that?" After hearing this, Bai Yao immediately became concerned about Fu Yue's identity.

"I don't know." Bai Qian didn't look at it carefully, but although she didn't look at it carefully, it was actually quite easy for her to figure out Fu Yue's background.

"It might be related to the underworld," she thought for a moment and said.

The aura surrounding Fu Yue was very similar to the Yin energy of the underworld, and it could even be said that it was derived from the Yin energy of the underworld. Bai Qian could see this.

Bai Yao thought for a moment before shaking her head; she actually didn't know much about this matter.

"However, the information about the Hungry Beast did come in handy," Bai Yao continued. She had just been investigating the Hungry Beast, but now, after receiving more reliable information about it from Bai Qian, combined with the information from the Bat Demon, many things became clear.

"In that case, the Hungry Beasts must have existed in Taiheng for many years. There are records of them in some folk customs. However, they were not rampant at that time. They only emerged recently. Before the Lotus Life Sect entered the city, they were most likely controlled by the Hundred Demon Pavilion. They controlled the Hungry Beasts to attack other people in Taiheng City, which should be to feed the Hungry Beasts."

Bai Qian bypassed the corpse of the bat demon and walked to the people who looked like puppets, frowning slightly as she looked at them.

He tentatively raised his palm, and the spirit fire flickered from his fingertips. The bright, clear flames moved among the people like elves, and the light fire purified the blood-red threads that seemed to be tied to their bodies.

Bai Yao, who was standing nearby, watched this scene with a strange light in her eyes, and hesitated for a moment.

“Nian Qi might be the Hungry Beast,” she suddenly said.

Bai Qian, who was trying to help these people break free from the control of the Lotus Life Sect, tilted her head upon hearing this.

"Hmm." She nodded, without saying anything.

It seems he's not very interested in this kind of thing.

Seeing this, Bai Yao stopped bringing it up. The reason she said that was to remind Bai Qian to be careful of Nian Qi. However, Bai Yao didn't know what Nian Qi's situation was. If Nian Qi was really a hungry beast, being a little vigilant would prevent him from getting hurt.

The spiritual fire flickered gently among the hundreds of people until Bai Qian withdrew it again.

These people, who had been dazed and doll-like, gradually regained their senses and slowly opened their eyes.

Bai Qian stood before them, the moon-white, mist-like spiritual fire still quietly floating around the girl, making her appear like a deity, holy and aloof.

After they regained their senses, they naturally saw the girl who was now like a celestial being, with an indescribable aura.

Especially for those who had just awakened from the hellish suffering of the Lotus Sect, seeing Bai Qian at this moment was like seeing the rising sun in a bottomless, lightless night.

After Bai Qian saw that they had regained consciousness, she ignored them and turned around to turn the bat demon into a blood bead.

The sound of people kneeling in unison reached her ears, causing Bai Qian to turn around in slight confusion.

Seeing them kneeling neatly on the ground, it seemed as if they had reached a unique consensus, that is, to regard her as a deity.

They seemed to believe that the girl standing before them was a deity, an undeniable fact.

Even if Lotus Mother came, it wouldn't change the fact.

In fact, after reason broke free from that puppet-like state, none of the people present believed in the Lotus Mother anymore.

They worship Him, but He only wants to drink their blood, eat their flesh, and send them to hell.

Bai Qian looked at them in confusion. Before her, wisps of pure pale golden incense rose one after another.

The fire, born from people's prayers, floated gently in front of Bai Qian.