Dragging the miaodao, Cloud Steamed Wine walked faster and faster. In the end, she was like a clap of thunder. The miaodao dragged the ground, creating a deep ditch. It was as if her entire person had turned into an unstoppable long blade. Wherever the blade pointed, everything would be swept away.
Daoist Wufeng did not dare to block her. His toes touched the ground lightly, like a dragonfly touching the water. His body floated backwards agilely. At the same time, his right hand lightly touched his leg, and the silver desert eagle appeared in his hand. Bang, bang, bang, three shots were fired in succession.
The two shots missed and hit the old trees on both sides of Cloud Steamed Wine. A cloud of sawdust burst out and bark flew everywhere. The trunk of the old tree, which was wide enough for a person to wrap their arms around, had a clear hole in it. It was enough to show the power of the two shots.
With an explosive clang, Cloud Steamed Wine's miaodao chopped forward.
The third bullet was blocked and fell to the ground. The miaodao buzzed and broke in the middle. The tip of the blade fell to the ground beside Cloud Steamed Wine's feet.
"I'm telling you, don't move. Bullets don't have eyes."
Holding the desert eagle in his hand, Wufeng's courage increased a lot. Pointing the muzzle at Cloud Steamed Wine, he retreated into the depths of the forest step by step.
"When you betrayed and escaped from the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the patriarch gave you a death sentence. He must bring you back, regardless of life or death!"
A corner of Cloud Steamed Wine's white veil was blown away by the wind, revealing a gentle and beautiful face. But at this moment, her eyes were cold. She jumped down from the branch, her clothes fluttering like a white butterfly falling down.
"You … Don't come over!"
Wufeng's hands tightly held the desert eagle, sometimes pointing at Cloud Steamed Wine with the broken blade, and sometimes pointing at Cloud Steamed Wine with fluttering white clothes approaching step by step. His head was covered in cold sweat, his lips trembled, and even the hand holding the gun was shaking non-stop.
"You can actually be afraid?"
Cloud Steamed Wine ridiculed, "After betraying the Hundred Thousand Mountains, you used Gu to harm people and accumulate wealth, cultivating evil techniques, and even more, you actually associated with a devil like Tang Junming. You were tainted and killed by you. I'm afraid the number of women who died in your hands is more than a hundred. Such behavior cannot be tolerated by the heavens."
"Little Lotus Flower, you have a heavy debt of blood. Even if you die ten thousand times, you won't be forgiven. Considering that you and I are from the same sect and have had a period of friendship since childhood, you should deal with it yourself. If you stubbornly resist, you will be captured by the two of us and handed over to the Great Elder. You know what will happen to you."
Cloud Steamed Dish stood sideways, the wind blew her long hair by her ears, causing it to dance in a mess. Her white veil fluttered, revealing half of her beautiful face. A tinge of disappointment appeared in her ice-cold eyes, unwilling to see Wufeng's final look when he committed suicide.
"Haha … hahaha!"
Of course, Windless would not commit suicide. He pointed the Desert Eagle at Steamed Dishes' head and said with a trembling voice, "If you really think about that little bit of friendship from back then, let me go. I, Windless, will remember your kindness. You want me to commit suicide?
Hahaha, do you think I'm an idiot or a three-year-old child?
Worse comes to worst, we'll just have to fight to the death and make me wait for my death. I want to blind your good eyes! "
Windless seemed to have gone mad. His laughter was filled with madness and bitterness. He muttered in the air, "I won't die, I won't die!"
Cloud Steamed Dish shook her head slightly and walked to the front of the long sword. She stretched out her hand and grabbed it. She held it horizontally in front of her and gently stroked it. With a tap of her finger, a clanging sound rang out. The sword's edge trembled, and the sword's cry was like a dragon's cry, as if it had a life of its own. The frost retreated, revealing the original sword body. Ice blue and silver white intertwined. On the sword's edge, an image of an angry roaring dragon appeared. After circling once, it rushed into the sword body and disappeared.
"The Ice Lotus Sword has been with you for so many years. Today, I will take back this sword on behalf of the Great Magus Immortal."
"You!"
Windless opened his mouth and said the word 'you'. After that, he could not say another word. He could not even make a sound. He threw away the life-saving Desert Eagle in his hand and tightly clutched his neck with both hands. He scratched and scratched. In less than a moment, his skin and flesh were lacerated and blood was dripping.
"Kekeke!"
Windless was choked to the point where his face turned purple. His eyes protruded out of his eye sockets. His blood vessels were like earthworms and nematodes popping out. Streaks of greenish-black veins densely covered his face, making him look very frightening.
A series of strange sounds came from his throat. Windless opened his mouth wide, and a white and tender tentacle stretched out from his mouth. It was filled with thick mucus and a little bit of blood.
"Puchi, puchi, puchi …"
After a series of sounds, Windless' body burst out several clouds of blood mist. There were more than ten bowl-sized bloody holes. The sight of his skin and flesh caved in made people's hearts tremble.
Windless' eyes were spitting out blood from his seven orifices. His legs were bent and he knelt on the ground. His body swayed back and forth, and he powerlessly fell to the ground. Below him was a pool of blood. He died with his eyes wide open.
"Sister, what should we do?
We can't possibly bring his corpse back, right? "
Cloud Steamed Dish walked to Windless' side and used her feet to lightly kick him. There was no reaction, so she turned her head to look at Cloud Steamed Dish.
Cloud Steamed Dish held the Ice Lotus Sword horizontally with both of her hands. A trace of a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. With a light tap of her finger, a wisp of delicate fragrance drifted over. Windless' body actually disintegrated and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the bloodstains on the ground disappeared without a trace.
"Sister, Great Magus Immortal gave you the Corpse Dissolving Powder?
That's great. "
Cloud Steamed Dish happily jumped up. She hugged Cloud Steamed Dish's arm and swayed back and forth. She was so happy that she was like a child for the past few days. Cloud Steamed Dish hooked her finger and forcefully scratched her little nose. She smiled and said, "You're still like this. How am I going to find a husband for you in the future?"
"Sister, you're talking nonsense again. I'm not going to find a husband. I'm going to stay by your side forever."
Cloud Steamed Dish's little face was crimson like a ripe apple. She revealed a shyness and cuteness as she raised her little face and said.
"Say it. Then why do I remember someone calling me Big Brother Ma and wanting to throw himself at me?"
Cloud Steamed Dish suddenly smiled and turned around to scratch Cloud Steamed Dish's ribs. This caused Cloud Steamed Dish to giggle and also reach out to scratch her sister's ticklish flesh. The two beauties, one big and one small, began to laugh in the dense forest.
"Sigh, Sister, how good would it be if we could always be like this? To be honest, I don't want to go back to the stronghold. It's too boring there. It's not as lively and prosperous as here."
Cloud Steamed Dish sat under the shade of a tree and shook a finger in her hand. She raised her head and looked at Cloud Steamed Dish, who was sitting on a branch and looking into the distance. "Sister, what plans do you have?"
"My plans?
I just want to help you find a reliable man to entrust you to as soon as possible. "
Cloud Steamed Dish smiled as she looked at this sister of hers whom she had depended on since she was young. She raised her hand and tucked two strands of long hair behind her ear. She gazed into the distance and looked at the setting sun in the west. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
"Sister, I'm not going to tell you anything in the future. You only know how to laugh at me!" Cloud Steamed Dish waved her little fist in protest.
Cloud Steamed Dish leaped down from the branch and floated down like a butterfly. She landed beside Cloud Steamed Dish and gently pulled her sister into her arms. She said gently, "It's not that I'm laughing at you, but isn't the most important thing for us women to find a man who understands our needs, cares for us, is responsible, and knows how to live?
You're not young anymore. It's time for you to consider this. Also … "