Peaceful Jianghu - Chapter 135
With a "sizzle," a large hole was burned into the scroll.
With a flick of his eyebrow, Xiao Dao said that this bottle of medicine could melt even a hard iron plate, let alone a piece of your cloth!
However, as Xiao Dao slowly burned away the Holy Martial Emperor's Manual with the potion, it attracted the attention of Xue Beihai, who was desperately trying to suck Xue Beifan's blood. With a howl, he abandoned Xue Beifan and charged towards Xiao Dao.
"Xiao Dao!" Xue Beifan exclaimed in shock. Xiao Dao looked up and saw the ghost right in front of her. She was so startled that she raised her hand.
With a "splatter" sound, yellow liquid splashed onto half of Xue Beihai's face.
He let out a piercing scream, and huge blisters appeared on half of his face. Seeing him like a living ghost, Xiao Dao was so startled that he loosened his grip. The bottle fell, landing squarely on the Holy Martial Emperor's Manual. The yellow liquid flowed out rapidly, and the manual itself burst into flames, gradually turning to ash.
Xue Beihai, covering half his face, saw it and screamed incessantly. His bloodshot eyes stared at Yan Xiaodao, and after a wild shout, he rushed over.
"Xiao Dao!" Xue Beifan caught up from behind, trying to save Xiao Dao.
Xiao Dao saw a triumphant smile on Xue Beihai's strange face and shouted, "Watch out!"
Fortunately, Xiao Dao shouted, and Xue Beifan stopped in his tracks, dodging Xue Beihai's lunge at his neck.
But a large tear was still made on his shoulder, and blood was flowing freely.
Xue Beihai licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his complexion surprisingly returned to normal somewhat, his voice becoming clearer. He stared excitedly at Xue Beifan, "Blood! Blood for Big Brother!"
Xue Beifan protected Yan Xiaodao and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Holy Martial Emperor's Manual had turned to ashes.
"Little Knife, hide in the back."
Xiao Dao stared at the large bite wound on his shoulder, feeling heartbroken. How could Xue Beihai, that monster, bite people like that!
Xue Beifan's blood actually had a miraculous effect on Xue Beihai. He only drank a little and recovered a lot. He looked at Xue Beifan with a smile and said, "Burning the Holy Martial Emperor's Manual is useless. The translation is right here."
As he spoke, he pointed to his head.
Xue Beifan was startled. At the same time, he saw a person standing on the beach not far away, dressed in white with a long skirt that trailed on the ground. Xiao Dao was also surprised—wasn't that Feng Wuyou?
Feng Wuyou stepped onto the golden boat and slowly approached. "Beihai has long since mastered his divine skills. Now, all he needs is a little blood. Beifan, will you grant your elder brother's wish?"
Xue Beifan frowned. It turned out that Feng Wuyou and Xue Beihai had been colluding for a long time.
"Look behind her," Xiao Dao whispered to Xue Beifan from behind.
Xue Beifan frowned. On the beach behind Feng Wuyou, a person lay in a pool of blood—it was Su Ji. Su Ji's neck was broken, and her death was extremely gruesome, clearly indicating that it was Feng Wuyou's doing.
Feng Wuyou smiled faintly, "This woman was originally a substitute that I placed in the Beihai Sect. I am the real mistress of the Beihai Sect."
Xiao Dao's lips twitched. He looked at Feng Wuyou and then at Xue Beihai, thinking to himself, "You two are really a perfect match. One is a dried corpse and the other is a fairy. And you call her a mistress? She's more like a jellyfish."
Xue Beifan knew that Feng Wuyou was skilled in martial arts, and Xiao Dao might not be able to defeat her. The situation was critical.
"You go first," Xue Beifan instructed Xiaodao, but then Feng Wuyou slowly said to Xue Beihai, "Beihai, if you chase after Beifan, he won't give you the blood. Why don't you chase after that little girl instead?"
Xiao Dao was startled and secretly stamped his foot. "You, Feng Wuyou, you have the heart of a snake! You're trying to get Xue Beihai to attack her so that Xue Beifan will definitely come to her rescue. Xue Beihai will bite him just like he did before."
Xiao Dao jumped up and down, "Are you sick in the head? This person bites people randomly, what kind of mistress are you? You'd be better off marrying a pig or a dog than him!"
Feng Wuyou sneered, "I'll tear your mouth apart in a minute!"
Seeing the way she hated him to the bone, Xiao Dao knew what was going on. She would never believe that Feng Wuyou liked Xue Beifan; she clearly liked Xue Beifan! As Xiao Dao thought this, he touched his neck and felt goosebumps rise. Was Feng Wuyou up to something?
While Xiao Dao was stunned, Xue Beihai pressed his advantage, abandoning Xue Beifan and focusing solely on Xiao Dao. Xiao Dao was skilled in light footwork, dodging left and right, but Xue Beifan was recklessly saving her, just as he had promised before, he would not let her encounter any danger.
Xiao Dao stomped his foot. Xue Beifan had already been bitten several times by Xue Beihai. Xue Beihai's complexion had returned to normal, and he looked almost human again. His kung fu seemed to be getting better and better.
Xiao Dao felt this wasn't working and was getting anxious when she saw Xue Beifan put his hands behind his back and give her something.
Xiao Dao caught it and saw that it was a dagger.
Xiao Dao was quick-witted and roughly understood Xue Beifan's meaning, so he secretly made preparations.
At the same time, Xue Beifan deliberately created an opening for Xue Beihai. Overjoyed, Xue Beihai grabbed Xue Beifan and bit his neck.
Just as he was sucking blood, Xue Beifan tilted her head... and a small knife pierced directly into Xue Beihai's eye socket. She used all her strength to stab it in hard.
Xue Beihai screamed in pain, took a few steps back and pulled out the dagger, but he may have already injured his brain and collapsed to the ground convulsing.
Xiao Dao caught Xue Beifan as he fell backward with a pained expression, reaching out to cover the wound on his neck. "I wonder if he has any strange diseases like the plague. He's like a mad dog, biting people indiscriminately!"
Xue Beifan was both amused and exasperated. Even at a time like this, Xiao Dao still managed to bring him joy.
"ah!"
At this moment, Xue Beihai slowly got up. His face was covered in blood, and one of his eyes was gone, but his body shape had been basically restored. His eyes stared at Yan Xiaodao and Xue Beifan with resentment.
At this moment, Feng Wuyou walked to his side.
65. [For whom did I take the knife?] ...
Xue Beihai was badly injured. Pointing at Xue Beifan, he said, "Wuyou, pull him over here. I just need a few more bites and I'll be done!"
Feng Wuyou smiled slightly, "I'm going to be the true matriarch of the Beihai Sect!"
"Of course, wasn't that agreed upon... um!"
Before Xue Beihai could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a cold breeze on his chest. Looking down, he saw that Feng Wuyou's hand, stained with blood, had pierced through his chest, and what was being thumped and thumped in his hand was his heart.
Xiao Dao gasped. Xue Beifan pulled her behind him and struggled to stand up.
A few drops of crimson blood splattered on Feng Wuyou's snow-white face as she looked at the heart in her hand. "She wanted to be the mistress of the house, she wanted to marry the leader of the Beihai Sect, but..."
As Feng Wuyou spoke, she leaned close to Xue Beihai's ear, who was looking on in astonishment, and said, "That person... isn't you!"
After saying that, she sneered, her face filled with a chilling hatred. She clenched her fingers tightly, and with a "snap," blood splattered everywhere.
Xue Beihai's heart was shattered.
Feng Wuyou angrily pulled his hand away, flicking the blood off his hand, "You really disgust me!"
Xue Beihai's body suddenly flipped over, and he slowly, slowly fell to the ground... In the instant he fell, he looked at Feng Wuyou, chuckled dryly, and pointed at her withered finger, "The most poisonous...woman's...heart."