Free Web NovelAs early as three minutes ago, when Suolang Baima's attention was focused entirely on Fu Xinyi, Lu Yibei started to move.
She activated the strong Spiritual Energy fluctuations that had inexplicably surged within her body, executing the movement technique from the Taihe Gentleman Sword Illustration to the utmost of her ability, and sent the unconscious passersby who had fallen to the ground out of the cinema hall.
In this world, slaughter and death are happening every moment; there are always people whose lives are taken, their eyes lose their luster, their bodies are covered by dust, and their names are forgotten.
However, this does not mean their lives are like weeds, nor does it mean their fate was meant to be this way.
Although Lu Yibei couldn't guarantee sending them to an absolutely safe place, before taking action, she had to at least get them out of the blast radius of the Alchemy Dirty Bomb.
What's more, she could tell that Suolang Baima hadn't used his full strength when he attacked Fu Xinyi.
The stronger she became, the more she could feel how terrifyingly powerful her Old Dad was, and the guy who dared to intercept her Old Dad definitely wouldn't be as simple as he had just shown.
She sprinted frantically, while controlling the Paper Cicada Immortal she carried to charge towards Suolang Baima, she simultaneously used her will to summon more Paper Cicada Immortals left at the hotel to come, then repeatedly kicked open the doors of the safety passages, sending the unconscious people to relatively safe locations.
"It is mist and also stars..."
A voice lingered in his mind, whispering. It was clearly saying the same sentence, but listening closely, it was also like countless young girls softly murmuring about their different tragic pasts, and the words couldn't hide a strong craving for blood.
Along with the strange whispers, Lu Yibei felt something tiny and imperceptible to the naked eye inside her body trembling violently, releasing a cold and malicious aura. The Spiritual Energy was tainted by that aura, as if it had been given a bizarre vitality, surging with a chillingly strange rhythm.
"It is mist and also stars... lips that extinguish the lamp fire..."
In the cinema hall, only three people remained. The whispers in his mind seemed to become clearer and stronger.
Lu Yibei's vision first blurred for a moment, then was covered by a faint, yellowish halo like an old film. All colors became dim, only red and black became increasingly clear; red was bright like blood, black was deep like night.
With every breath, the scent of blood seemed to become thicker, like a hook with tempting bait, pulling her consciousness.
"It is mist and also stars, it is her child, and also the lips that extinguish the fire in the darkness..."
A stronger whisper sounded in Lu Yibei's ear, as if to brand these words onto her soul.
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Damn, is the Witch Seed's Spiritual Energy about to go out of control? Lu Yibei thought.
Her body temperature was constantly dropping, leaving a thin layer of frost where her feet stepped. Her will seemed to be trapped in a cage of darkness and illusion, drifting like smoke, difficult to control, difficult to focus. All sorts of complex and negative thoughts kept surfacing in her mind.
When she carried the last blood-soaked girl away from the entrance of the cinema, she almost couldn't help but lean down to kiss the girl's throat, then use her sharp fangs to tear open her skin, greedily suck her hot blood, and devour all her beautiful dreams.
Putting down the last person, Lu Yibei suppressed the abnormal impulse surging within her heart and turned to run towards the cinema hall.
At this moment, the whisper sounded again, no longer strong, but exceptionally clear, as if a girl with a malicious smile was leaning on her shoulder, pressing close to her ear, and speaking softly.
"It is mist and also stars, it is her child, and also the lips that extinguish the fire in the darkness..."
The voice paused for a moment, then in the most ambiguous tone, spoke a description of Power that Lu Yibei had never heard before.
"...it is the figure that awakens outside of paradise, possessing eyes that can make all things beautiful or fallen, yet lies resting and waiting within this diseased pistil."
As the new description of Power sounded in her mind, Lu Yibei felt as if she had suddenly been locked into an Iron Maiden torture device, with countless spikes piercing her body, and intense pain suddenly erupted throughout her limbs and bones.
Her bones made cracking sounds as if breaking, and blood seeped from her pores, covering her body. Soon, her consciousness was also enveloped by an unprecedented madness...
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Hua City, Folk Culture Research Bureau.
Jiang Li sat quietly at her desk, flipping through the case files on the changes in day and night length over the past year. After a long time, she held the thick files with a solemn expression and sighed silently.
In the past thirteen months, daytime has shortened by 25'30''03, which is 3'20''17 more than the data statistically measured the previous year.
If this continues, it's possible that, just as rumored, this world will fall into eternal night in a little over a decade.
The development of the situation is worrying.
Putting down the case files on the changes in day and night length, she was just about to pick up the files on Spiritual Energy fluctuation changes and the degree of night erosion when a biting wind suddenly blew in from outside the window. Immediately after, she heard Bai Kai's excited cheers from the courtyard. freeweɓnøvel.com
"It's snowing, let's play in the snow, Woohoo~!"
Since Lu Yibei completed the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons and became the King of Weird Tales, Hua City hadn't had any snow since that one small snowfall after winter began. Bai Kai, who had bought snow-playing toys early and was planning to invite a few girls for a big session, and then another big session at home, was almost going crazy from being cooped up.
The saying that men are boys until they die is absolutely true.
Although Inspector Xing Yuan is keeping an eye on him now, so he can't have a second session, the first session is still a must.
Hearing Bai Kai's cheers, Jiang Li got up, put on her Coat, and limped with her cane to the window to look outside.
At some point, layers of lead-colored clouds had piled up in the sky, and large snowflakes were drifting down. There was no wind, it was just snowing quietly. Soon, the small garden of the Night Watch was covered in a vast expanse of white.
Bai Kai was running around joyfully in the small garden, like a husky seeing snow for the first time in its life.
Before long, he somehow got a set of winter clothing consisting of a padded Coat, scarf, earmuffs, and woolly hat, and thoughtfully put them on Gu Niang, who was crouching in the corner.
"Number One, I've prepared these things for you long ago. You're crouching in the courtyard all day, be careful not to get buried by the snow. If you get dug out next spring, your corpse will stink."
"..." Gu Niang stared at Bai Kai with gloomy eyes for a long time, but in the end, she suppressed the thought of planting two highly poisonous spores on him, nodded, and softly said, "Thank you."
Then, Bai Kai continued to make a fuss. As the snow on the ground got thicker, he started rolling up snowballs. Li Xuan walked from outside the ancestral hall's gate, and before he could even see the situation in the small garden clearly, his head was knocked crooked by a snowball that suddenly whizzed towards him.
"CNM Bai Kai! Are you trying to die!?" Li Xuan roared, bent down, rolled up a ball of snow, and threw it towards Bai Kai.
"Little Li Zi, how are you talking? Hey, can't hit me, can't hit me!"
"Damn! Bai Kai, are you still a person? You actually put a rock in the snowball!?"
"Everyone move aside! I'll deal with him!" Along with a delicate shout, An Qing rushed out from somewhere, holding a snowball as big as a family car in her hands.
Bai Kai, "!!!"
"Boom—!"
Accompanied by a loud bang, Bai Kai, Li Xuan, Gu Niang, and even An Qing herself were all enveloped in the white expanse stirred up by the giant snowball.
Looking at the scene of her colleagues happily making a fuss in the small garden, Jiang Li, who had originally felt faintly that something was wrong, also became cheerful, and a shallow smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of her mouth.
If only he were here too at this time. Jiang Li thought, looking up at the sky.
Heavy snow fell, silent and without sound.
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Violent tremors and impacts erupted, and fierce flames and thick smoke shot into the sky.
Silence returned after the loud bang. The boiling air, carrying scorched dust, danced together, finally turning into fine snowflakes, drifting down onto the walls, the ground, and onto Fu Xinyi's body.
She looked up at the man who wanted to take her life.
He had been enraged by the previous explosion; next, he probably wouldn't hold back at all...
This time, I'm afraid I'll implicate the fellow disciples who came to support me. Fu Xinyi thought.
The burly figure, carrying suffocatingly terrifying Spiritual Energy fluctuations, staggered closer through the thick smoke.
Beneath her feet, within the walls, and beyond the layers of buildings overhead, it was as if the Spiritual Energy in every corner had whipped up a cold storm.
In an instant, Fu Xinyi was lost within the ancient, unchanging snow mountains and glaciers. Before her eyes appeared snow flying everywhere, surrounded by vast mountains, and a sense of desolate loneliness enveloped her heart.
In a daze, more and more snow foam fell from overhead. A rumbling sound came from the sky, the entire valley was shaking, and a white tsunami, overwhelming and vast, poured down.
She had no doubt that if she continued to be trapped in this illusion constructed by Spiritual Energy, she would soon suffer hypothermia and become a "freshly frozen" corpse, yet not a shred of desire to resist arose in her heart.
Just like humans facing a massive avalanche.
She had heard about avalanches many times before, but only when she truly faced the avalanche constructed by Spiritual Energy fluctuations did she involuntarily exclaim that there was such a terrifying silver-white giant wolf between heaven and earth, and she instantly fell into despair, her heart turning to ashes.
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Suolang Baima watched her quietly from the side, like a nine-colored snow lotus blooming on the sacred mountain of the snowy region, witnessing countless deaths over the long years, his eyes indifferent as snow.
Just then, a slender, fair hand suddenly reached out from behind Suolang Baima, like a carefree splash of ink, bringing with it wisps of smoke and cold air, and grabbed the back of his head. The five fingers slowly tightened, and his skull let out a mournful, crisp sound in excruciating pain.
Immediately after, that hand suddenly lifted upwards, pulling the burly body off the ground like a radish and throwing it behind her.
And then...
The figure took advantage of the momentum, turned sideways, and delivered a fierce stomp to Suolang Baima's chest.
"Boom—!"
A roar erupted, the ground cracked, and half of the burly body was instantly embedded in the ground. He struggled to get up, but a pair of slender fingers shot out like lightning. As soon as he raised his head, it was immediately knocked back, and one of his eyeballs burst into a small spray of blood.
"Ah—!"
Suolang Baima covered his eyes and let out a scream, but secretly felt a sense of relief.
He could feel that the girl who suddenly attacked him wanted to strike the weakest part of his head, intending to pierce his skull. If his Spiritual Energy fluctuations hadn't been strong enough, giving him room to contend with the girl, he would be a corpse by now.
...
Looking at the man who had been as majestic and imposing as a snow mountain just now, he let out a painful groan under this single blow.
Fu Xinyi's vision blurred for a moment, as if blood was pouring from the sky, dyeing the snow mountain crimson, and then the snowy region illusion suddenly collapsed.
His Spiritual Energy fluctuations were being interfered with by another wave of Spiritual Energy!
Under the clash of Powers, that big man was actually at a disadvantage?
Fu Xinyi thought with surprise and uncertainty, staring blankly upwards, and saw the silver-haired girl.
She was wearing a gorgeous azure long dress. Beneath the dress, her half-mature figure, like that of a young girl, seemed to be silently murmuring a seductive nocturne. A pair of scarlet eyes stared at the fallen Suolang Baima, and a tempting yet ferocious smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "You, look into my eyes!"
Words that seemed to possess magic rang in his ears. Suolang Baima subconsciously looked up, and the moment his gaze met that pair of scarlet eyes, his body trembled as if struck by lightning.
Fear.
It wasn't just being intimidated by the overwhelming killing intent, but also the horror brought about by the suppression of his Spirit Mark.
Since joining the Night Watch, having the 【Snow Lotus】 Spirit Mark drawn, then defecting from the Night Watch to pursue power, and subsequently killing step by step, using blood to irrigate the Spirit Mark, completing it and advancing to 【Nine-Colored Lotus】, this was the second time he had experienced such terrifying suppression.
The first time came from the Spell in the hands of that legendary man, and this time it was purely a suppression of Power.
Being stared at by those eyes, he seemed to see the scenes of the killings he had committed in the past replaying before his eyes. And through those terrified, blood-stained faces, he even glimpsed something even more ferocious and insane.
In a trance, he seemed to have arrived at the snow mountain he had visited when he first searched for materials to draw the Spirit Mark, standing on the snow mountain.
Beneath the vast white snow as far as the eye could see, what was buried were all skeletons. Then those skeletons suddenly moved, grabbing his ankles and wrists, climbing onto his neck and head, savagely tearing at his body.
urban legend also die when killed.
So in the past, Suolang Baima didn't believe in things like karma and reincarnation, but at this moment, he clearly felt that all the people and urban legend he had killed were coming for his life.
His blood seemed to be freezing, its flow gradually slowing down, and a biting cold spread throughout his body.
That kind of cold was not like the biting cold of the snow mountain, but a sinister and filthy cold, like touching a corpse just taken out of a freezer.
Suolang Baima realized that if he didn't do something, he would soon die.
At the brink of death, humans always instinctively make a final struggle.
Therefore, at the moment he was enveloped by the shadow of death, Suolang Baima pushed his Spiritual Energy to the extreme.
His whole body twisted wildly like an earthworm leaving the soil, ignoring the constant crisp sounds of his bones, and broke free from Lu Yibei's suppression.
The moment he broke free, looking at the gradually dissipating bizarre scene before him, with his rich combat experience, he immediately reacted. The other party had just used an ability similar to hypnosis or Charm, making him fall into an illusion.
She seemed to be a Witch Seed urban legend. Hypnosis and Charm are common innate skills for this type of urban legend.
Of course, illusions are not incapable of killing people, just like how he relied on the tremor of his Spiritual Energy fluctuations ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) to construct a semi-real snow mountain, causing life to wither in the wind and snow.
He believed that the girl before him also had a way to take a life in an illusion.
Thinking, Suolang Baima quickly retreated, stabilized his body, and looked up at the girl in front with surprise and uncertainty, but did not dare to look directly into her eyes again.
"Who are you? Why are you attacking me?"
He tried his best to control the tone of his voice, but there was still a hint of trembling in his words.
"Me? Just a passing Demoness. As for why I'm attacking you..." Lu Yibei said lightly, looking up at the electronic clock not far away, "Because the movie is about to start, and you're messing around here, delaying me from watching the movie."
If participating in the interception of Lu Ming was Suolang Baima's most serious crime, then delaying Lu Yibei from watching the long-awaited "love and magic girl 3" was a crime compounded!
Suolang Baima, "???"
Just because you delayed me from watching a movie, you want to kill someone?
They say that most Witch Seed are old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, and their love lives are often difficult, their psychology often extremely twisted. It seems that's not wrong at all.
However, compared to the deformed species and evil spirits whose brains are full of mush, Witch Seed are at least beings that can be communicated with.
Suolang Baima thought, glancing at Fu Xinyi not far away, and said in a deep voice, "This Demoness, I am here only to kill this one person, and then I will leave. Do whatever you want."
As if she hadn't heard Suolang Baima's words, Lu Yibei looked at Fu Xinyi and said coldly, "Miss, lend me your sword!"
"Uh, oh, okay." Fu Xinyi nodded blankly.
As soon as the words fell, Lu Yibei's figure darted forward, picked up Fu Xinyi's soft sword from the ground, her Spiritual Energy fluctuations suddenly intensified, stirring up monstrous bloody and violent aura, and attacked Suolang Baima without mercy.
Although she appeared arrogant, she knew that her suppression of Suolang Baima would not last long.
The complete Charm ability she had just awakened would have its effect greatly reduced when used consecutively on the same target twice. There was also a mass of Hundred-Armed Giant Power within her body that could explode and shatter her into pieces at any moment.
Therefore, even though it was a pity that she couldn't say a few trash talk sentences before killing, she had to finish the fight quickly.
They say villains die from talking too much. Lu Yibei felt that if she, a character who could barely be considered righteous, talked any more, she might also die.
"..."
This madwoman!
The sharp attack came at him. Suolang Baima took a deep look at Fu Xinyi and retreated in a hurry.
Facing this Witch Seed urban legend, he had no certainty of victory, and his chances were pitifully low. If he could retreat, perhaps giving up on intercepting a small Night Watch reserve member wouldn't be a bad choice?
After a brief thought, Suolang Baima gritted his teeth fiercely and shouted, "In that case, I won't disturb your enjoyment of the movie, Your Excellency. I will spare her life and leave now."
However, the answer he received was a descending sword blade.
The Taihe Gentleman Sword, executed in almost perfect form, stirred up gusts of wind, attached to the soft sword, and accompanied by Lu Yibei's continuous sword swings, it erupted with gusts of wind and thunderous roars.
Looking at Lu Yibei's sword moves, one after another, flowing like ink being wielded, yet incredibly powerful, Fu Xinyi's eyes widened. In her life, she had only seen her senior sister perform the Taihe Gentleman Sword so smoothly and naturally.
But why did she know our Da Chunyang Palace sword technique? Fu Xinyi thought.
Suolang Baima swung his curved saber, retreating step by step, until he was forced into a corner, his eyes red with rage, about to charge forward desperately to fight that madwoman who wouldn't listen to reason.
Just then, a loud bang came from not far away, and two figures crashed through the wall of the cinema lobby.
The arrivals were a man and a woman. The man had a pale and haggard face, and the woman had a pair of rabbit ears on her head.
"Brother Baima, time is running out, why are you still... Holy crap! Why is she here?"
Miss Rabbit, who had been ordered to come and support, saw Lu Yibei, who was almost in a state of madness, and her heart trembled violently, letting out a cry of surprise.
