The bloodied maw of the Soul-Devouring Python lood, a foul, fishy stench assailing my face!
The stench was so overwhelming that Gu Changsheng nearly passed out without catching his breath!
The chicken-egg-sized crimson snake eyes flickered with a ghostly, sinister light...
As Gu Changsheng spun around, he saw the eerie smile on Dudu Zhi’s lips, and the next mont, when his gaze t the snake eyes, an agonizing pain like tearing asunder shot through his mind!
In an instant, the world spun around!
It was as if he saw himself dressed in a green military uniform, adorned with a red cross, darting through gunfire and bullets, as if he saw his grandfather personally pinning the dal, symbolizing the highest honor, onto his chest...
He saw the old man, who doted on him to the point of incurring both divine and human wrath, standing before him, beckoning him!
Grandfather...
The pain of his soul being extracted was seemingly unfelt by Gu Changsheng, as she greedily gazed at the familiar aged face before her, her lips almost murmuring...
In that lifeti, his deepest concern!
His grandfather...
All that he once had...
"Changsheng!"
A loud call echoed distantly, and in the next mont, a warm palm covered Gu Changsheng’s clouded eyes!
The faint scent of ambergris, a warm embrace, after a spin of the world, Gu Changsheng was pulled away from the Soul-Devouring Python by a powerful force!
Zhou Mu looked anxiously at the woman in his arms, whose soul seed to have left her, and his heart tightened as the Soft Sword at his waist was suddenly drawn into his hand.
He rarely used weapons!
The Soft Sword at his waist was seldom separated from his body!
An ice-cold bloodthirsty aura wafted from him, and Zhou Mu’s unfathomable eyes gradually reddened with a hunger for blood...
Hidden by Gu Changsheng’s command, Han Qiu and Liu Nv had long since returned, accompanied by the orb-like Yuan Bao and the seemingly frail Si Xi!
"Dare to harm her, you... shall all die!"
As Zhou Mu gently placed the woman in his arms into the care of Han Qiu and Xiao Cui, he turned back with a voice cold and devoid of any trace of empathy, as if it were the grim reaper’s verdict.
In the woods, a sudden whirlwind arose.
The rustling of tree leaves!
Majestic Inner Strength, an authority reigning supre, in a matter of monts, enveloped everything!
This man was terrifying! In that instant, a flicker of fear crossed Dudu Zhi’s heart!
Having lived over one hundred years, she had never before felt such a soul-deep tremble as she did now!
It was rumored that the man who accompanied Gu Changsheng to the Southern Border was Great Zhou’s Prince Mu. Nonetheless, whether in Dayao Village or Red Sun City, His Royal Highness the Prince had never once drawn his Longsword!
Compared to Gu Changsheng’s conquering the lands, this man’s presence was nearly nonexistent, so much so that they had all overlooked his existence!
They had forgotten about the boy who, ten years ago, as a youth, had fought in the Southern Border, forcing the Huaheng and Xiangka tribes to cease their warfare, bargaining for peace with annual tributes!
Now, ten years later, the youth had grown into a man of striking beauty, yet remained, as ever, like a god of death!
The Soft Sword dragged across the ground, its flexible blade rigidly straight, casting a deep mark in the moonlight upon the earth.
The moonlight stretched the man’s proud figure to no end...
With each step his long legs took, the sword tip scraped along, the sound magnifying infinitely in the deep night of the forest, slicing the heart like a knife, causing the expressions of Dudu Zhi and about ten other won in black to crack bit by bit...
When Gu Changsheng, rubbing her temples, struggled back to consciousness, she saw the man’s silhouette.
Familiar, yet distant...
Since she had known him, she had seen his princely arrogance, and she had seen him act spoiled in front of her...
But never had she seen him so chillingly murderous before her...
"Evildoer..." Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Gu Changsheng softly whispered.
The forward-moving man’s killing intent suddenly drained away, he turned back, the red in his eyes not yet faded.
Pointing at the towering python not far from Zhou Mu, Gu Changsheng winked, "Leave that snake, it’s for the Dandan Bug!"
Heaven knew how much regret she felt saying those words!
She wanted nothing more than to kill the snake before her!
It was her mistake, the Soul-Devouring Python, a taker of living souls, and she had forgotten the python’s greatest ability wasn’t its physical attack but its capacity to devour human souls!
She was originally just a ghost that had accidentally entered this body from Another World. Just a mont ago, she almost fell prey to this Soul-Devouring Python, her soul nearly shattered, almost devoured by the python!
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