Chapter 266: Chapter 266 Turmoil is Brewing (Part 6) Chapter 266: Chapter 266 Turmoil is Brewing (Part 6) Boom!
The man did not kill Nangong Zifeng but instead tortured the pale-faced woman over and over, seemingly trying to vent his inner rage through her.
This woman had dared to make a move against Muer!
Regret, self-blame, sorrow, and despair surged within the man’s heart. It was his carelessness, not noticing Muer’s departure, that had placed Muer in danger.
All of this was his fault!
“Nangong Zifeng, you deserve to die! You can be torn to pieces, but still, you wouldn’t compare to a single hair of Muer’s head. Do you think that by doing this, you will be eternally remembered and resented by me? You’re too foolish, that will only ensure I never find peace!”
Nangong Zifeng felt agonizing pain all over her body, as if her bones were falling apart.
Yet the pain in her body did not compare to the anguish in her heart. This man had indeed hurt her deeply. Yet even so, she could not stop loving him.
The intense pain made her suck in a breath of cold air. However, she could only allow the man’s fist, enveloped in a black glow, to mercilessly strike her repeatedly. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of her lips, her delicate body trembled, that beautiful face painted with endless sorrow and deep despair…
Nangong Zifeng’s heart screamed.
She knew if she died, Brother Wuchen would make her utterly vanish from the world, and he would not remember her. How could she bear to see the man she loved forget her completely?
She could not endure that pain…
“Blood Mist Technique? You want to use that method to escape? Sadly, I will not make the same mistake twice!” Ye Wuchen’s purple eyes grew colder, and with a wave of his hand, he blocked Nangong Zifeng from using the secret technique.
If it hadn’t been for this woman’s escape before, Muer would not have encountered danger.
Anyone who touched a single hair on Muer, he would make them pay a terrible price!
Despair appeared on Nangong Zifeng’s face, had she known Ye Wuchen would come so soon, she would not have taken such a risk today.
Regrettably, there are no pills for regret in this world…
Suddenly, a fierce polar light flew from the side. Ye Wuchen’s eyes turned cold as he raised his hand to intercept the polar light. Taking advantage of this, Nangong Zifeng escaped from under his palm, biting her tongue to release a cloud of blood mist.
The evening breeze passed, and the blood mist dissipated. The woman atop the hill had disappeared…
A surge of raging fury erupted from the depths of Ye Wuchen’s eyes. He looked up at the fleeing figure, all his ferocious energy bursting forth. The mandala flower on half of his face made him appear as if he had walked out of hell itself, sinister and mysterious…
“Sect Leader of the Holy Maiden Sect!”
This man had disappeared for so long, the people of Ghost Hall had been unable to find him, and he turned out to be with Nangong Zifeng. No wonder Nangong Zifeng knew so much about his situation.
It was him all along behind Nangong Zifeng!
The Sect Leader’s heart pounded with shock. He had already experienced Ye Wuchen’s strength and knew he was no match for this man. So after rescuing Nangong Zifeng, he turned around and attempted to flee.
But he did not possess the Blood Mist Technique like Nangong Zifeng…
The Purple Robe traversed the night sky, landing behind the Sect Leader, whose shoulder was fiercely grasped by a large hand. A chilling aura spread out, and with a boom, it struck his shoulder through the palm.