Chapter 698: Master Hou Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall
Chapter 698: You Insist on Entering Hell's Gateless Realm, Seeking Your Own Death!
"Aaahhh!!!"
Shen Ran couldn't bear the thousands of years of demonic power from Lan An's Blue Aralia, and his mouth emitted a wailing cry.
Seemingly harmless tree leaves, like sharp blades, cut through his flesh.
The illusion of Shen Ran's form created by the other side couldn't hold up any longer, quickly revealing his true hideous face.
He wore tattered clothes, his soul was as thin as skin and bones, his cheekbones were high, and his eye sockets were sunken.
This appearance was none other than that of a starved ghost.
The branch below Lan An's right shoulder continued to grow as each leaf was shot out.
Countless blade-like leaves swarmed towards the starving puppet.
In the blink of an eye, the opponent was tortured into surrendering.
"Enough, it hurts so much! Spare me!!!"
The starved ghost the wraith with the same emaciated appearance as in life, grimaced and wailed.
Lan An remained unmoved, his attacks not decreasing but increasing.
Every leaf he shot out found its mark, perfectly attacking the wraith's soul.
Su Wang, standing behind Lan An, was left dumbfounded by the eerie scene before her.
Her knowledge from the past twenty years was overturned.
The wraith continued to wail in agony, its piercing and hoarse cries reaching Qin Ruan's ears as she entered the room.
She saw Su Wang, shielded by Lan An, and the true face of the wraith.
Hou Qiang and Hou Zhi wanted to enter the room with her, but Qin Ruan raised her hand to stop them. "Wait outside."
With hurried steps, she approached Su Wang. Grabbing his sleeve, she said in a low voice, "Zi Lan is downstairs, go find her."
"Why did you come?!"
Seeing Qin Ruan's appearance, both Su Wang and Li Zilan reacted similarly.
They didn't want Qin Ruan to appear at this moment.
Especially knowing she was pregnant, they were even more concerned for her safety.
"Go ahead!"
Qin Ruan had no time to explain to him.
She pulled Su Wang to the door and handed him over to Hou Qiang. "Watch him!"
Just as Hou Qiang took over Su Wang, Qin Ruan closed the door behind her.
"Aaahhh!!! It hurts so much!!!"
"Let me go, I won't eat people anymore!"
The moment the door closed, the agonizing cries of the wraith reached the ears of the three people outside.
Their expressions were beyond words, as if they doubted whether they were hearing correctly.
Inside the room...
Qin Ruan stood at the door, meeting Lan An's cold gaze as he turned around.
His voice was icy. "Do you want me to tear him apart?"
His tone was casual, as if he were discussing something mundane.
"Leave it, I'll handle this!"
Qin Ruan stepped closer, her delicate face as calm as water, her eyes filled with a chilling aura.
Lan An retracted his control over the wraith using demonic power.
The latter was shrouded in faint black mist, its soul unsteady, sitting on the ground.
The pleasure of being able to catch his breath gave the wraith a fleeting sense of being alive.
The recent experience was like reliving the pain of dying.
No, it was even more agonizing than waiting for death to come in life.
Tormented by hunger, he desperately wanted to absorb human yang energy or feast on fresh flesh and blood.
Qin Ruan passed by Lan An without stopping.
She walked up to the wraith, looking down at it from above, her eyes emanating a sinister gleam.
The scent of something enticing wafted towards the wraith's nostrils.
It raised its head abruptly, revealing its greedy and monstrous visage.
Its dark, shiny eyes were fixed on Qin Ruan's abdomen.
That was the scent of food, tempting it to strike and devour the delicacy.
The wraith licked its lips, its bony Adam's apple moving slightly as if swallowing.
Qin Ruan's expression changed, a coldness filling her eyes, and her already displeased face became shrouded in clouds.
How dare he target the child in her belly? He truly courted death.
Qin Ruan reached out, placing her hand on top of the starved puppet's head.
"There's a way to heaven you won't take, but you insist on charging into hell's gateless realm, seeking your own death!"
Without giving the wraith a chance to defend itself, she started to draw the bloodthirsty aura from its body using her dark power.
The wraith, having just caught its breath, was plunged into the agony of its soul being torn apart once again.
This time, the pain was so intense that it couldn't even cry out for mercy.
The wraith's already ugly features contorted into an even more grotesque and terrifying expression. Its eyes, wracked by unbearable pain, rolled out of their sockets uncontrollably.
Two bloodshot spheres fell to the ground, rolling on the worn floor as if they were physical objects.
The aura of bloodthirst and darkness was instantly absorbed by Qin Ruan.
Her hand, which had been placed on the wraith's head, slowly sank.
Her fair and soft hand plunged directly into the starved puppet's weakened, nearly transparent soul.
"Aaahhh!!!"
Finally, the wraith managed to emit a pitiful scream.
Its hoarse voice rose in pitch, almost piercing their eardrums.
Qin Ruan's other hand extended slowly.
A faint tearing sound echoed.
She had torn apart the evil ghost with her bare hands.
The torn pieces of its soul and body fell to the ground. Its head, like a ball, was flung against a wall not far away.
Had it been a solid object, it would have made a dull thud upon impact.
But Qin Ruan continued.
Her actions were brutal and straightforward, devoid of any embellishment.
What was spine-chilling, however, was that despite performing such a cruel act, she appeared as if she were in a flower-arranging class, every gesture exuding an aesthetic sense.
Lan An stood behind her, calmly watching everything unfold.
To him, the scene that was transpiring before him had become routine, and his expression remained unchanged.
What was happening before her eyes was a regular occurrence for him, and his expression showed no surprise or change.
Qin Ruan clapped her hands together, then looked down at the shattered remains scattered on the ground – fragments of epidermis, connective tissue, muscle, and neural tissue that had been etherealized.
Even without a trace of blood, the scene was chilling enough.
Lan An approached, his gaze calm as he observed the scene.
To him, this was a sight he had grown accustomed to, and he showed no signs of surprise.
Qin Ruan's action might have been uncomfortable for others, but to Lan An, it was a raw display of authenticity.
He pursed his lips, and a faint smile graced his face.
His cold, handsome features turned enchanting and bewitching with that smile, captivating everyone who laid eyes on him.
He gazed at Qin Ruan, his expression softening.
"You're impressive."
He didn't directly answer Qin Ruan's.
Qin Ruan raised an eyebrow slightly, her tone icy. "I don't like having people with hidden motives around me. It makes me uncomfortable."
Lan An shook his head at her, his voice clear and firm. "I don't have any."
Qin Ruan looked at him deeply.
She didn't believe a single word he said.
She had learned too many lessons to easily trust others.
Qin Ruan's lips parted slightly. "After dealing with the jujube Tree, you and Ling Feng should return to Qishan."
Lan An nodded. "We were planning to."
He intended to send Ling Feng to Qishan and then return to the capital city.
After all, it wasn't just Qin Ruan here, there were also his old friends.
After waiting for so many years, the opportunity for everyone to reunite had finally come.
Such a heaven-sent chance was not to be missed.
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