freenovelworld Chapter 202 One Strike One Strike
Chapter 202 One Strike One Strike
She leaned close to Zhongli Yueluo's ear: "Do it, my dear sister!"
Zhongli Yueluo's knife tip only rested on the surface of her chest and did not penetrate it; her hand trembled.
Seeing that she remained standing there, not moving for a long time, Zhong Liyu said, "Tsk, it seems that my magic is still too weak."
She grasped Zhongli Yueluo's hand and pushed her forward, but Zhongli Yueluo resisted.
Impossible! How could someone who's been hit by her magic still have their own consciousness? Her sister!
They really don't listen!
Zhongli Yueluo's hand loosened, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clatter.
Zhong Liyu showed no mercy and slapped her across the face: "You useless piece of trash!"
Zhongli Yueluo hates it when people say she's useless or a piece of trash.
Zhong Liyu simply shook her finger, and a man in black robes stepped forward to pull her away.
But she stubbornly stood in front of Yan Ruoyu, refusing to budge an inch.
"My dear sister, I had hoped to keep you with me until the very end, but now that you've done this, don't blame me for being heartless!"
Two more men in black robes rushed forward and pulled her away. Yan Ruoyu cried out, "Princess, it's alright, I won't die!"
"No, you can't kill him!" Zhongli Yuelu cried.
"If we don't kill him, I'll make him die with you. If you want to save him, you'll suffer twice the pain of being slowly sliced to death!"
Zhong Liyu's fingers twirled her hair, which was used to cover half of her face with a fan, and her purple eyes were filled with coldness.
"Make your move." He uttered the two words slowly, and immediately a man in black robes picked up a dagger.
Slashing Yan Ruoyu's skin again and again, he gritted his teeth, his mouth full of blood.
"I forgot that the Zhen clan has a very strong vitality. It's too slow for one person to cut it apart. Let's send another person."
With each cut, Zhongli Yueluo was cut twice, and her screams kept drilling into Yan Ruoyu's ears.
"Zhong Liyu, if you continue like this, you will never get him!"
"I didn't expect you to be so heartbroken that you can't bear to see my silly little sister suffer? Interesting! I'll continue even more then!"
She even had a chair brought to her so she could sit opposite the two of them.
With her legs crossed and a cherry in her hand, she crushed it, squirting the juice everywhere.
He watched helplessly as Yan Ruoyu's arm turned into bare white bone, yet he was still alive.
Zhongli Yueluo had fainted from the pain, but after being doused with a basin of water, she gradually regained consciousness.
"As expected of the number one young master of Dongmo Mountain, even if only bones remain, his demeanor is still outstanding."
She squinted, letting them continue. Zhongli Yueluo felt a pang in her heart as she looked at Yan Ruoyu's miserable state.
"Zhong Liyu!" she gritted her teeth and spat out the three words.
"Good sister, why don't you call me sister anymore?" she sneered.
"Princess..." Yan Ruoyu, her face completely drained of color, murmured her name.
Zhongli Yueluo raised her hand, as if trying to grab something. It was as if Yan Ruoyu's face was right in front of her.
"You've had your fun, send him on his way. Don't kill my dear sister."
She wiped her hands with a handkerchief and looked at them with disgust.
Upon hearing this, the man in black robes released the powerless Zhongli Yueluo, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Yan Ruoyu.
The gleaming blade was about to pierce Yan Ruoyu's chest.
It's unclear where Zhongli Yueluo got the energy, but she got up from the ground and stood in front of Yan Ruoyu.
Blood slowly flowed down her chest, but Zhongli Yueluo could no longer feel the pain; the pain from before had already numbed her.
"I am a princess, and I said you are not allowed to kill him!" With each word spoken, a drop of blood gushed out.
Despite the pain, Yan Ruoyu's pupils dilated when he saw Zhongli Yueluo standing in front of him.
In an instant, the pain from the wounds all over his body came like a tidal wave, and his mouth was open but he couldn't make a sound.
His heart ached terribly, even though the Zhongli Yueluo before him was not the one he knew.
Yet she was still willing to die for him. He broke free of his restraints with one hand and supported her, while his other hand had become a skeleton.
"Princess!"
"This princess is not in any pain at all, cough cough. I said they can't kill you, so they can't kill you."
"Princess……"
Large tears welled up in her eyes and dripped onto Zhongli Yueluo's face.
"This princess will not allow you to cry!"
Zhongli Yueluo was spitting out blood and foam, her breathing rising and falling, her life gradually slipping away.
"They're so noisy, just kill them all!" Zhong Liyu said, annoyed, and waved his fan.
Countless swords and blades flew towards them, but Zhongli Yueluo emitted a radiant light that formed a barrier.
She blasted them all away; she wasn't dead yet. She used all her remaining magical power to create a barrier.
"This princess will protect you; no one can harm you!"
Finally, Yan Ruoyu felt Zhongli Yueluo's body gradually grow cold; she had died protecting him.
How could he claim to be the strongest in Dongmo Mountain when he couldn't even protect a little girl? For the first time, he began to doubt himself.
"Princess...Princess...You can't die!"
"Oh dear, I never expected her to die first."
Zhong Liyu looked amused, as if the dead creature was just an insignificant ant.
In an instant, the density of magical energy around her surged, Yan Ruoyu's hair flew wildly, and her robes fluttered in the wind.
"You want the horn? Then come and take it if you dare!"
Even though his magic had been sealed, he was able to break through the restriction.
Zhong Liyu was also startled by this powerful pressure.
With so many of them, are they afraid of his mere existence?
Yan Ruoyu gently placed Zhongli Yueluo on the ground and tenderly wiped the blood off her face with her fingertips.
But no matter how he wiped it, it wouldn't get clean. He thought she was just asleep, and then he sneered.
At this point, he had forgotten that he was dreaming.
"She's dead, and you'll all have to be buried with her!" The red vertical line on his forehead emitted a red glow.
The magical power within his body kept overflowing outwards, and Zhong Liyu was pushed and rolled by a wave of air, falling into the mud.
"He's planning to self-destruct his spiritual sea and perish together with us!"
Zhong Liyu shouted, but it was no use making him stop; her eyes were filled with fear.
In reality
Yan Ruoyu was the same; his spiritual sea surged, and his magical power overflowed.
Zhongli Yueluo looked at Su Fengjun: "What's wrong with him!"
"He's planning to self-destruct!" Su Fengjun didn't know what had happened in his dream that would lead him to do such a thing.
Just as Zhongli Yueluo was about to grab him, a powerful surge of air pressure sent them all flying.
Su Fengjun frowned, not expecting his strength to be so formidable.
Despite being only three thousand years old, he possessed over four thousand years of cultivation. Among those present, perhaps only He Yuhuan could subdue him.
"Princess, quickly call Yu Huan back!"
Su Fengjun barely managed to create a barrier to prevent the overflowing magic from harming her.
"I'm afraid only my blood can awaken him, just as it can awaken you all!"
Su Fengjun nodded. He understood the principle, but now he needed to find a way to get close to him!