Chapter 162 - The Fierce, Tough Woman
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n*Crack crack crack…*
nThe cracks in the ice wall grew bigger from the opening that the giant python punctured.
nEveryone’s eyes shot wide open in fear and shock.
nThey didn’t want to eaten by the giant pythons!!
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n*Boom!*
nOne wall of the ice room came crashing down.
nThe ice smashed onto the ground.
n*Crackle crackle crackle…*
nA sinister glow flashed across Han Moze’s eyes. He had to win!
nHe straightened out both arms in front of him and a beam of ice-blue air burst forth.
nAll of a sudden, an even thicker ball of ice impeded the two giant pythons rushing towards them!
n*Bang! Bang!* The two giant pythons crashed into the thick wall of ice!
nEveryone sighed in relief.
n*Cough cough…* Han Moze coughed up blood again and his face turned even paler. His sharp eyebrows tightened, as he endured the intense pain
nLiu Rushuang saw that he wasn’t pretending to con her and her heart seized up. “A-are… you okay?” She asked with furrowed brows.
nHan Moze pulled a sinister smile. “Didn’t you hate me to death? Why are you starting to care about me now?”
nLiu Rushuang just thought that the brazen expression on his face was annoying to look at. How truly irritating!
nShe turned her head and coldly cried, “I’m just trying to estimate how long you have left before you die, so I can prepare for your funeral arrangements.”
n*Grunt*
nHow could she worry about that tyrant?
nA dark aura crept upon Han Moze’s face. He wanted to strangle that woman to death!
nShe had too much of a sharp tongue!
nLiu Rushuang glanced at the ominous look on his face with a sudden sense of joy.
nShe was not the least bit afraid of that tyrant!
n*Bang!*
nSuddenly, she heard a loud bang and tightly furrowed her brows.
nThis wall of ice definitely wouldn’t be able to hold up for much longer!
nWhat are they going to do?
nThey mustn’t get eaten!
nIn the distance, in the tall mountains, there was an old man of around 70 years old. His hair was completely white and wrapped in a dark grey scarf; he had a long, white beard and a pair of aged, auspicious eyes which stared at the horse carriage with intense ferocity. His rather skinny face looked distorted.
nThere wasn’t just one old man on the mountain. Beside him, there was also a married couple.
nThe man was somewhere in his thirties and he wore a red-and-brown-stitched, long robe. His hair was a little curly, most of which was tied up into a plait with curled bangs that framed his face. He had rather small, striking eyes, a rather skinny face, and was relatively good looking and resembled Leyin quite a bit.
nBeside him was a woman of around 35 to 36 years. She wore a light blue dress and was adorned with various jewelry. Her hair was tied up into a high top notch with gold floral beaded hairpins. Despite her prominent eyebrows and her rather pretty round face, she had a frighteningly ominous look on her face.
n“Hehe… looks like that rotten emperor is doomed!” exclaimed the woman in a cold voice and a look of pure hatred on her face.
n“My grandchild! I’ve let you down! Today, grandfather will definitely kill that rotten emperor and avenge you!” cried the old man with red eyes and a slightly choked voice.
nThe middle-aged man stroked his own braid and spoke with a sinister voice. “Fortunately for us, we had the Fifth Princess of Donghua’s intel. Otherwise, we wouldn’t even have known Le’er was killed.”
n“Maolin, use your venomous insect flute and control them again. Get it over and done with, quick!” The woman was obviously a little impatient.
n“You’re right! I never imagined that this rotten emperor would be so powerful and be able to put up a fight for such a long time!” With that said, the middle-aged man raised the venomous insect flute with both hands, put it to his lips and started to blow.
nThe venomous insect flute played a pitch humans couldn’t hear.
nBut the spiders, ants, and other venomous creatures could hear it. Immediately, they sped towards the horse carriage.
nTogether, they formed a thick sheet of darkness which surrounded Liu Rushuang and the others.
nThe situation was simply dire.
n*Crack crack crack…*
nThe ice wall’s collapse was imminent!
nIt was extremely dangerous!
n*Cough cough…* Han Moze suddenly coughed a few times.
nThis time, he was truly severely injured!
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nLiu Rushuang furrowed her brows tightly. “It’d be great if we had a venomous insect flute right now.”
n“No **!” H smiled wickedly.
nLiu Rushuang glanced at Han Moze in dissatisfaction. This person was evil down from the core of his heart, to his insides, to his face, and to his mouth… He was evil all over and pissed people off!
nShe thought about that for a moment with furrowed brows, then said, “Later, I’ll think of a way to find the person with the venomous insect flute. Once I get my hands on it, you play the flute and control them. Then, I’ll burn them all to death.”
nLet’s go with that plan!
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