Only those hands holding the flute were somewhat too ghastly to behold, even horrifying to some extent.
Even for a man like Ye Tian, who has seen too many disgusting and horrifying scenes, felt a bit nauseous.
Every finger seemed to have no flesh on it at all, and bones were nearly visible. The entire palm was covered with various traces that looked like bites from all kinds of insects, in purple, red, and black speckles, some even seemed to have something wriggling…
Ye Tian really wanted to curse someone, but didn’t know whom to blame.
Facing him, Ling Rong looked at the woman, feeling similarly like his stomach acid was flowing backwards.
Wasn’t this supposed to be a struggle between Huaxia and the Star Striped Country? How did such a woman from the Southern Border appear? Don’t they know they are dealing with their own countrymen now?
This made Ling Rong feel even more dissatisfied.
Not everyone is as patriotic as his grandfather, many people would give up their loyalty for various reasons.
“Where is Gu Zhun?” The woman’s voice was shrill, like that of a child who hadn’t yet gone through puberty.
“Who are you? Even if you are looking for someone, shouldn’t you identify yourself first?” Ye Tian squinted and asked.
Is this the major boss of tonight? Ye Tian thought, wondering if he could finish her off with one move and then go wash up and sleep.
“Your voice is still young, don’t hang around here, this is not an amusement park.”
“Then cut the crap, I came specifically to kill you.” Nan Yun, although looking like a woman from the Southern Border with the charm of the Alien Clan, spoke with an impatient tone.
“People try to kill me every day, but I wonder if you’ll succeed today!” Ye Tian laughed, then gestured behind him to Ling Rong, signaling her to go first.
In her heart, Ling Rong cursed this cunning and deceitful man silently but acted as if she hadn’t seen it, even pretending to puzzle over whether tonight’s moon was a bit rounder.
Seeing this, Ye Tian realized Ling Rong clearly wasn’t going to help, so he had to step up himself.
The woman smiled brilliantly and continued to play her flute.
Ye Tian knew that this would likely make various ground insects appear, a common knowledge for those who use gu.
However, this time, the appearance was beyond Ye Tian’s expectations, not scorpions or spiders, but a strange entity.
It looked like a child, but its features were indiscernible, only its eyes, if it were a child, emitted a red and fierce glow. Strangely enough, it could fly!
“What is this thing?” Ye Tian complained loudly while fending off the little creature.
Without answering Ye Tian, Nan Yun’s flute playing shifted from soothing to a rapid, piercing sound.
The little creature’s attacks suddenly grew stronger, relentlessly advancing towards Ye Tian, and its speed increased; had it not been for his solid early training, Ye Tian might now be an object on someone else’s plate.
Meanwhile, Ling Rong didn’t hesitate to attack the flute-playing Nan Yun. She knew well that if she could subdue this woman, this damned flying creature would be finished too.
Although the Heaven Mystic Sect and people from the Southern Border hadn’t really crossed hands, and she had dealt with strange individuals like Liu Zhiming, she knew sometimes the least believable things could be true, just like herself.
Fire, since its appearance, had become a sort of totem, seemingly something that all feared.
But Nan Yun seemed unafraid, still leisurely dodging Ling Rong’s attacks.
Gradually, Ling Rong realized that her fire seemed to have no effect on this woman, and even in the narrow corridors, she couldn’t feel a hint of heat.
For the first time in many years, Ling Rong felt a sense of dread.
On the other side, Ye Tian was fiercely battling the little creature; his fine clothes now nearly looked like a beggar’s, with darkened scratches on his body indicating the creature’s venom.
Ye Tian suddenly regretted, perhaps he should have switched with Qin Chuan, letting her fight this woman while he protected Gu Zhun. However, the world never gives you a second chance to choose!
“Look, Nan Yun, can you take a rest? You’re always playing the flute, don’t you get tired?” Ye Tian couldn’t find any weaknesses in this woman, and anxiety started to build in his heart.
Because of this, Ye Tian’s chest was fiercely slashed, nearly exposing his bone.
The sight of blood seemed to excite the little creature even more.
Ye Tian suddenly thought, why doesn’t any blood stick to the carpet near this woman? Could it be that her powers are catalyzed by blood?
Distracted, Ye Tian glanced at the floor; indeed, the originally light gray carpet had turned to dark black due to absorbing blood, but the area near Nan Yun was nearly dry, with only dark red clots of blood remaining.