I Can Devour Spirits

Chapter 357: Chapter 296: Blessings and Calamities Are Unpredictable (Part 2)

Xia Shuangshuang’s clothes were disheveled, her eyes brimming with tears, filled with shame and rage. From childhood to this moment, when had she ever suffered such humiliation?

But now, she couldn’t outrun the beggar, nor could she fight him off. In this desolate wilderness, she was truly hopeless!

Suddenly, Xia Shuangshuang broke down and shouted, "Help! Help!"

"No use shouting! Not only will you die, but everyone else will die too!"

She looked at the beggar’s iron-blue ferocious face and vaguely heard the clashing of metal coming from the depths of the dense forest behind her. She understood that the beggar’s threats were not empty words! ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Xia Shuangshuang suddenly wiped away her tears, spat at the beggar, and said, "A maggot like you, dare to touch me! I’d rather bite my tongue and die than let you succeed!"

After speaking, her expression turned fierce, and she puffed her cheeks as if to bite her tongue. The beggar panicked instantly, lunged forward to stand before Xia Shuangshuang, and with his right hand, grabbed and pinched her jaw.

At that moment, Xia Shuangshuang’s right sleeve shook, revealing a dagger, which she fiercely thrust towards the beggar’s chest.

It was aimed precisely at the heart; if it pierced through, the beggar would die immediately.

However, although the beggar was overwhelmed by lust, he was unusually cautious and cunning. The moment Xia Shuangshuang raised her hand, he sensed the danger. As her dagger penetrated half an inch into him, his large hand clenched her dagger-holding hand tightly.

Seeing how close it came to piercing his heart, the beggar was furious. Infusing Inner Breath, he forcefully twisted, and with a crack, Xia Shuangshuang’s right hand became limp like boneless, dropping the dagger.

The beggar clutched Xia Shuangshuang by the neck and threw her against a large tree.

With her hair disheveled and clothes in disarray, Xia Shuangshuang seemed numb to the excruciating pain of her broken hand. Suddenly, she laughed maniacally, a look of sorrow in her eyes, as she bit off her own tongue.

With her tongue severed, blood gushed instantly, filling her mouth and pouring out like a spring...

Xia Shuangshuang’s vision darkened, and she collapsed beneath the tree.

The beggar’s face twitched; he hadn’t expected his fantasy of indulgence to end this way. He leaped to Xia Shuangshuang’s side, furiously shouting, "You filthy whore, think dying will make me let you off?"

As he spoke, he climbed on top of Xia Shuangshuang, starting to tear her clothes...

Though Xia Shuangshuang was already dead, the beggar, staring at the warm, pale corpse in front of him, felt his lust grow even more intense...

But at this moment, a huge figure like a mountain of flesh suddenly flashed out, his massive fist moving as fast as lightning, punched the beggar off Xia Shuangshuang. freēwebnovel.com

The beggar was flung, wedged into a bough of a large banyan tree nearby. A gaping bloody hole had been punched in his chest, passing through completely, destroying heart and lungs.

The copious blood threads within the hole writhed, but it was too large for the beggar to heal with his mere first level in Filthy Blood Divine Skill.

With a mouth full of blood and organ fragments, the beggar perished within a single breath.

Amo glanced at the beggar hanging from the banyan, dripping blood, a look of disgust on her face. She turned to look at Xia Shuangshuang beneath the tree, crouching to check her breathing, then her pulse at the neck.

Xia Shuangshuang was already lifeless!

Amo’s expression remained unchanged. She extended a hand as large as a plate, closing Xia Shuangshuang’s wide-open eyes, then picked up the garment on the ground and covered Xia Shuangshuang’s naked corpse.

Having done this, Amo leaped towards the sound of clashing weapons faintly echoing from the forest...

Jiang Qingyu was sprinting through the woods, his body marked by several wounds, eyes frantic, breathing rapid.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed before him, followed by a cold gleam stabbing straight at his chest. Jiang Qingyu sidestepped, but the blade swiftly turned from stab to slash, sweeping towards his waist.

Jiang Qingyu had no choice but to raise his sword to block, yet as soon as the weapons met, with a bang, the strong Inner Breath shattered his grip, causing his longsword to fly from his hand.

A plump, heavily made-up woman holding a blade stood before Jiang Qingyu, chuckling, "Young master, enjoy yourself with me, and I’ll leave you a whole corpse, how about that?"

Jiang Qingyu turned, seeking again to escape. He was merely in the Minor Success Realm, while this woman had reached the Great Success Realm. However, it seemed she wasn’t very adept in Lightweight Skill, for he’d been using his agility to evade her in the forest for quite some time.

Had he not been skilled in Lightweight Skill, he might have already died under her blade.

Even so, using all his might to maneuver, his Inner Breath was nearly depleted, and the repeated sudden assaults by the woman left him disoriented and slower.

The woman was one of the siblings who’d been arguing in the forest clearing. Seeing Jiang Qingyu attempt to flee again, she said angrily, "This young one only knows how to run!"

It wasn’t that the woman lacked skills in Lightweight Skill, she was merely toying with Jiang Qingyu. Such a small young master, she was reluctant to kill him. She intended to wait for her sister to arrive, show her, and then kill the boy.

Yet despite waiting, her sister had not appeared. She furrowed her brow, musing, "Could something have gone wrong?"

Jiang Qingyu realized he’d been circling within this area. Whenever he ventured far, the woman intercepted him, forcing him back.