Luo has a cautious personality, and this sword is her exclusive weapon, designed for unexpected moves that leave people defenseless.
Clearly, she might still be three meters away, but suddenly she’d pull out this short sword and challenge you to a duel. Before you could laugh, the blade would have already found its way to your gut.
So I ask you, are you scared? Do you regret it?
At this very moment, facing Luo Lingling’s gaze, Niu Guangmo’s legs couldn’t stop trembling.
At that time, the sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from my throat. It was so close that I could feel the chilling aura emanating from it. But a quarter of an incense stick later, the woman wielding that sword might really kill me.
Therefore, I decided to tell the truth. After all, it’s better them than me. What happened to Zhou’s Golden Core breaking had nothing to do with me.
Every wrong has its source, every debt has its debtor. If someone must be held accountable, it should be Yan; he was the one who took Zhou to Lingyun Mansion.
Niu Guangmo swallowed hard again, hurriedly stammering, "S-senior Sister, don’t be impulsive. It, it was Zhou..."
Niu Guangmo stammered, trying his best to catch his breath, so he could tell Luo the whole story in detail.
Just as Niu Guangmo finally finished narrating, with a clang, the short sword Luo Lingling had been gripping tightly fell to the ground.
She staggered back several steps, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Xiao Qing has become a wastrel? Old Mo, Old Mo, how did you take care of him!"
Luo Lingling roared and swiftly picked up the short sword, rushing forward.
Niu Guangmo’s legs gave way, and he sat down on the steps, continuously wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart pounding fiercely.
He made up his mind to quickly go to Flame Dragon City at the foot of the mountain for a few days; he absolutely couldn’t return to the mountain for now.
But he quickly remembered something and hurriedly took out his Identity Token with shaking hands.
After all, it’s his boss; if he can avoid it, he should.
"Try if you dare!" At that moment, a voice as chilling as the coldest winter wind suddenly sounded in his ear.
Niu Guangmo shivered all over in fright.
Without even thinking, he immediately threw the Token in his hand away.
Then he stiffly turned his head, and found that a paperman had appeared on his shoulder without him noticing, staring at him intently.
Niu Guangmo hastily said, "S-senior Sister, it’s a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. I was just taking a look..."
Before Niu Guangmo could finish, the paperman suddenly sprouted a pair of wings and flew off towards the mountain without looking back.
Seeing this, Niu Guangmo immediately started searching all over his body to make sure he had no other items, and then he sat back down heavily, panting heavily.
At this moment, he was filled with a sense of surviving a great disaster.
As expected, this lady’s cautious nature had never changed.
"Here, wipe off your sweat. She has a quick temper, don’t take it to heart!"
A voice suddenly came from beside him. Then a hand reached out, handing over a somewhat tattered cloth.
Niu Guangmo instinctively took it, a look of lingering fear on his face. "Do you know? Just now I was really at the gates of hell. Why did she suddenly come back? Now Little Spirit Peak is going to be turned upside down... Hey, who are you?"
As Niu Guangmo said this, he suddenly realized.
Turning his head quickly, he saw that at some point an unfamiliar man had appeared beside him. This scared him so much that he quickly took several steps back, staring warily at the uninvited guest before him.
Seeing Niu Guangmo’s reaction, the man quickly waved his hand, smiling. "Hey, don’t be nervous, don’t be nervous. We’re all on the same side. What exactly happened?"
Niu Guangmo didn’t relax his guard just because of a few words from the man. He continued to ask warily, "Which peak are you from? And what do you mean by ’same side’? How did you get in?"
The man looked a bit embarrassed, scratched his head, and then pointed towards the mountain. "I’m her man!"
"What?" Niu Guangmo was stunned.
Seeing this, the man patiently pointed up again, repeatedly emphasizing, "I said, I’m Ling Ling’s man. You can call me White Crane, like the white crane bird."
Niu Guangmo froze in place, feeling like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky had knocked him silly.
Is this world going crazy?
The intense knocking on the door echoed through the mountainside. At last, with a thunderous crash, the entire courtyard gate was kicked open.
"Sanhu!" Luo Lingling stormed in furiously, her eyes nearly spitting fire, but after searching everywhere, she couldn’t find anyone.
Her terrifying Divine Sense spread out rapidly and soon caught something.
She instinctively looked down at the ground, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes. Then, with a sudden stomp, there was a thunderous boom, and the ground began to tremble violently.
The next moment, the ground burst open, revealing a large hole.
Then, a figure came rushing out from it, shouting in panic, "Earthquake, earthquake..."
But just as he emerged, his stomach suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if struck by a heavy hammer, forcing him to cry out in pain and fly back into the hole.