"Brother..." Rong Qiurui groaned and fainted.
Yin Wuxiao hid behind a tree, panting in shock. What... what should he do?
Logically speaking, the Rong siblings weren't exactly good people, but the old devil Poison Scorpion was even worse. Now that the Rong siblings were clearly at a disadvantage, was she really going to just stand by and watch Rong Qiu Rui be defiled?
The other day, I only thought that Old Ghost Poison Scorpion was insidious and vicious, but I didn't realize he was a lecherous devil. Yin Bitong said that the reason the Five Evil Stars came to Hundred Questions Valley for medical treatment was to cure their chronic illness. Old Ghost Poison Scorpion's chronic illness is his uncontrollable bestial nature.
Such a strange chronic illness, which started more than twenty years ago, could it be that... the chronic illness of the Five Evil Stars was also caused by the Skillful Poisonous Beauty? The more Yin Wuxiao thought about it, the more he felt that this was exactly what the Skillful Poisonous Beauty would do.
But punishing evildoers in this way, while unbearable for them, also forces them to harm more innocent girls. Yin Wuxiao looked at Rong Qiurui's pale face and felt a pang of pity.
The skillful and ruthless beauty, if she had simply killed this evil star with a single blow back then, would there be this disaster today?
She was deep in thought, completely unaware of the changes around her. Suddenly, a tremendous impact struck from behind, catching her completely off guard. Yin Wuxiao only heard a gust of wind whistling across her face like a knife. When she came to her senses, she found herself being hurled towards Poison Scorpion Old Ghost and Rong Jufeng by a strange force!
Suddenly, everything changed. In a dizzying moment, Yin Wuxiao collapsed in front of Rong Jufeng.
Rong Jufeng and Poison Scorpion Old Ghost were both shocked.
"Ah!" A cry of pain suddenly erupted. But it wasn't Yin Wuxiao, but the old devil, Poison Scorpion.
Just now, taking advantage of the moment when Poison Scorpion Old Ghost was distracted by Yin Wuxiao, Rong Jufeng used his last bit of strength to slice off a piece of flesh from Poison Scorpion Old Ghost's arm with his sword. If Rong Jufeng hadn't already been poisoned by scorpion venom, this slash would probably have severed Poison Scorpion Old Ghost's entire arm.
Old Ghost Poison Scorpion pressed his bleeding right arm, took a few steps back, and his vicious expression suddenly intensified: "You little bastard!"
After unleashing that sword strike, Rong Jufeng was nearly exhausted, and the collision with Yin Wuxiao made his face even paler. Although Yin Wuxiao was in pain from the fall, he quickly supported him, saying, "Young Master Rong, hang in there!"
The old scorpion demon before me was not driven by lust, but rather suffered from the long-term effects of the deadly poison. At this moment, he was so tormented by the disordered meridians in his body that he had lost all reason. Unless he was killed, he would never give up halfway.
"Where did you come from, you woman? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you too?" Poison Scorpion Old Ghost pointed his short stick directly at the two of them.
Yin Wuxiao had no time to think about who had pushed her into the battle. The situation was critical, and if she couldn't come up with a solution soon, she and the Rong siblings would perish here.
With a mad and unruly villain in front of her and a cold-blooded enemy watching from behind, and one of them unconscious, another poisoned, and yet another without martial arts skills, no matter how smart and calm she considered herself, she could not find a way out of such a dead end.
All those lousy books I've read are less useful than a martial arts master!
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Yin Wuxiao's mind, but they were all chaotic and tangled, impossible to grasp. She glared at the old scorpion ghost, wondering if she would be willing to abandon the two of them and leave first. But even if she were willing, the person who pushed her into the battle wouldn't let her go far.
Besides, how could she possibly walk under such circumstances?
After some deliberation, Rong Jufeng was defeated once again, his blue robes billowing as he crashed into a large rock. Leaning against the rock, he struggled several times before finally standing up, but he was already at his last gasp.
Rong Jufeng slowly raised his pale face, not looking at the old scorpion, but at Yin Wuxiao.
His eyes bulged out, making him look extremely ferocious.
Yin Wuxiao trembled.
At this moment, for Yu Rongjufeng, there is not no way out.
She seemed to see through Rong Jufeng's plan, and she seemed to understand his choice, but she still refused to believe it.
“Young Master Rong…” A chill ran through her.
Before she could think it through, Rong Jufeng grabbed her and shoved her straight toward the Poisonous Scorpion Old Ghost!
The old scorpion's attack was momentarily halted because of her. Rong Jufeng seized this opportunity, leaped up, grabbed Rong Qiurui, and jumped into the woods.
"Damn it!" Poison Scorpion Old Ghost grabbed Yin Wuxiao with one hand and cursed angrily. He was about to chase after him, but stopped when he saw Yin Wuxiao's face.
"Women!" His eyes were bloodshot, radiating a hysterical lust as he grinned maliciously. "It doesn't matter if it's a little off, as long as it works!"
Yin Wuxiao felt his breath stop for a moment.
Chapter Twelve: Sharing a Pillow, Listening to the Autumn Rain in a Single Boat (Part Seven)
The forest was lush and green, yet there wasn't a single bird chirping or insect humming; the silence was unsettling.
Two hours have passed since Baili Qingyi and her group entered Baiwen Valley, but they have yet to find the correct path to Baiwen Manor.
Suddenly, Baili Qingyi asked urgently, "Where is Miss Yuwen?"
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and indeed, Yuwen Cuiyu was nowhere to be seen. Yuwen Cuiyu was taciturn and unfamiliar with the people of Baili Prefecture, so it was no wonder that she had gotten lost while wandering around in the mountains.
One of the guards hesitated and said, "Just now, Miss Yuwen said she was going to pick something from the bushes over there and would return to the group immediately. I thought she was..."
Baili Qingyi's face was cold and indifferent. What a dangerous situation this was! How could he allow Yuwen Cuiyu, a weak woman, to leave the group on her own? She had disappeared in just a short while. How was he going to explain this to the Yuwen family?
Suddenly, a strange wind blew through the forest.
"Brother, there's something strange about this valley." Baili Hanyi took two steps back and drew his sword with a clang.
"Young master!" a woman screamed suddenly from the dense forest!
Baili Qingyi's heart skipped a beat, and she took off running.
The cry clearly came from Yuwen Cuiyu.
Baili Qingyi walked through the woods and caught a glimpse of the Rong siblings lying unconscious on the ground. Rong Jufeng's face was pale and purple, while Yuwen Cuiyu stared in horror at the tragic scene.
"I can't find you..." Yuwen Cuiyu's tears flowed the moment she saw Baili Qingyi, and she leaned weakly into Baili Qingyi's arms: "They..."
Baili Qingyi quickly supported her and handed her over to Baili Hanyi, who arrived shortly afterward. She then bent down to check on the condition of the two Rong siblings.
"Still alive." He quickly pressed on Rong Jufeng's vital acupoints. "It's the Poisonous Scorpion Old Ghost."
"The Poisonous Scorpion Old Ghost has no connection with the Rong family..." Baili Hanyi asked in confusion.
Baili Qingyi gazed thoughtfully into the depths of the woods, a sudden pang of unease gripping her heart.
A jade-like hand gently tugged at his sleeve: "Young master, where are you going?" Yuwen Cuiyu called out softly, her face pale.
"Second brother, take the Rong siblings and Miss Yuwen out of the valley to receive treatment first! I'll go and investigate." Baili Qingyi didn't even turn his head, and sped away without stopping.
He had a feeling that something was happening that made his heart race.
Excruciating pain.
Yin Wuxiao struggled to open his eyes, as an overwhelming pain surged from his right leg throughout his entire body.
She was at the bottom of that slope.
A storm was brewing, dark clouds filled the sky, and the sky resembled a man-eating beast revealing its yellow and red maw.
She frowned deeply. Her right calf was probably broken. Even a slight attempt to move it aggravated the injury, sending shivers down her spine.
She vaguely remembered being slammed to the ground by the old devil, Poison Scorpion, who ripped off her layers of clothing, exposing large patches of skin. The pungent, obscene stench of male sweat nearly made her faint. His filthy hands groped and pinched her body, finally forcing her to scream hysterically.
However, her hands and feet seemed numb and completely unresponsive. The thug did not become any more restrained by her screams; on the contrary, he became even more smug. The more she screamed, the more he laughed, and in his haste, he tore open his waistband with one hand and tried to pull off her undergarment with the other.
The inner garment was made of a very elastic material. He was busy tearing at it, and the excessive force caused her to fall backward and tumble over the top of the slope.
So she took advantage of the situation and rolled down the slope.
The slope was extremely long and steep; even for the old scorpion ghost, it would take some time to descend it. Yin Wuxiao struggled to straighten up.
Crimson blood seeped from all over her body, staining her pink undershirt like blooming red plum blossoms. Several sharp, protruding rocks on the slope pierced her chest.
At this moment, she couldn't even stand up, let alone escape.
There was no need for her to run away. Even if the old scorpion ghost couldn't find her for a while, she couldn't crawl very far given her current injuries.
There is absolutely no chance of survival.
Thinking of this, she felt inexplicably at ease. Perhaps she would die at the hands of the Poisonous Scorpion Old Ghost after being physically violated; that would surely be a horrible sight.
She was very open-minded. Since she was going to die anyway, what did it matter if she was innocent?
Baili Qingyi's words from last night suddenly surfaced in my mind. He said he would protect her. But I wonder how he originally intended to protect her?
Yin Wuxiao felt as if his heart was being violently torn apart.
No, she wouldn't run away, nor would she end her own life first. She promised Aunt Nan that she would live, she would live. Even if these past three years had turned out like this.
So she clutched her chest, closed her eyes, and awaited death.
A sudden clap of thunder rang out, and then a torrential downpour began.
Countless images flashed through her mind, so chaotic that she couldn't grasp any of them. Vaguely, she saw herself with Mansi, one hand holding a bowl, the other chopsticks, laughing and singing:
Don't say that no one will weep after my death; who will collect my burial clothes?
When the two of them were forcing themselves to write new poems and feigning sorrow, could she have foreseen that things would turn out this way?
Amidst the sound of rain, a furious roar pierced her eardrums: "You bitch, you made me search all over the place!"
A huge black shadow gradually approached.
A large hand roughly grabbed her soaking wet body and choked her throat.
Yin Wuxiao trembled uncontrollably. Could it be that she was ultimately raped and murdered? How tragic.
She was trembling so badly that she couldn't help but open her eyes.
That night of carnage, it was raining just as heavily. If Aunt Nan had known she would end up like this when she fed her the "Unattainable Desire," would she still have spared her life?
If she were given another chance, what would she want to do?
Too many, too many. Things I dared to think of, things I dared not to think of. But it's too late.
Looking past the lewd villain's shoulder, she seemed to see a faint blue shadow drifting through the thick rain curtain.
It's truly a place where immortals vanish without a trace.
"Damn it, you woman... you have quite a body..." Old Scorpion said as he turned her over.
puff!
□'s laughter stopped abruptly.
The old scorpion's heavy body slowly collapsed to the ground, as if a slight explosion had occurred inside his body.
With his black hair disheveled and almost naked, Yin Wuxiao raised his eyes in a daze. Ah, it was Baili Qingyi.
She instinctively reached out to pull at her clothes, but all she touched were tattered strips of cloth. Her slender neck seemed unable to bear the weight of life any longer, and slowly slumped down.
At that moment, she would rather die.
I'd rather die.
At this moment, he would rather die than let her be unharmed.
He stood like a stone monument in the torrential rain, rainwater streaming down his peerless face, and a deep-seated venom suddenly ignited in his dark eyes.