Chapter 589 Do you hate it?
The sky was covered with dark clouds.

In a quiet valley, beside a winding river, a long-haired woman stood silently.

Her eyes were dim and she stared at the flowing river motionlessly.

It's a complex temperament.

Her white clothes are as white as snow, which perfectly complements her aloofness and coldness.

Her gloomy look carried with it a kind of broken beauty that made people feel pity at just one glance.

In the woods behind the woman, there were two other men and women in black.

The man in black among them had greedy eyes like a wolf, staring at the woman by the river.

The look of the woman in black wasn't much better.

She leaned against a big tree, playing with a dagger in her hand, and did not hide the jealousy in her eyes.

Her madly jealous look even made people worry that she would fly into a rage and pierce the back of the white-clothed woman's head with the dagger.

The woman in white.
It seems that he cannot feel the burning gaze behind him.

Or maybe she's already used to it.

She was used to the aggressive looks and undisguised covetousness of Tan Lang's male disciples.

He was also used to the jealousy, hatred and outright hostility of Tan Lang's female disciples.

If you ask what kind of disciples this dirty mountain is best suited for,
The Tan Lang faction must be on the list.

Throwing aside the constraints of law and morality, revealing their true and ugly faces, they are violent and brutal.

In comparison, the Lietian faction can be said to be "consistent inside and out".

After all, Lietian's disciples were lawless when they were in the human world, and their true nature was not revealed because of the change in environment.
Well, it deserves praise.

"Whoo~"

A breeze blew, bringing a little drizzle.

The overcast sky was depressing, and raindrops began to fall.

The woman in white walked slowly forward and stepped into the cold river water until the water submerged her calves.

In such a scene, she looked like she was going to commit suicide by jumping into the river.

The female disciple of Tan Lang in the forest did not say a word to stop her, and she wished the woman in white would die quickly!

The Tan Lang male disciple spoke up: "Madam Leng, please don't make things difficult for us."

The woman in white remained silent and slowly squatted down.

A white palm, as white as snow, gently reaches into the river with fingertips.

The river flows from west to east, passing through her slender fingers.

The woman slowly turned her head and watched the river flow away until it turned a bend hundreds of meters away and disappeared behind the mountains and forests.

Let's go.

Move forward.

The sky is high and the sea is vast, and you are born free.

"Madam Leng." The female disciple of Tan Lang snorted in her heart and said, "It's getting late. You should go back."

The woman in white half-knelt in the river, motionless, looking at the direction where the river disappeared.

The female disciple of Tan Lang plucked a leaf, a sneer appeared on her lips, and she stepped forward: "Madam Leng?"

"I am not the lady of your Wolf Bone Village." The woman in white finally spoke.

Her voice was cold and contained a hint of chill.

Cold and distant.

"Heh." The female disciple of Tan Lang sneered, came behind Leng Xuanshuang, and slowly extended her palm forward.

Leng Xuanshuang saw out of the corner of her eye that the other person was pinching a leaf between two fingers.

Suddenly, the leaves fell.

The leaves fell on the river, like a small boat, drifting eastward.

Leng Xuanshuang's eyes followed the leaves, and he heard the mocking words of the Tan Lang female disciple:
"It can, but you can't."

The female disciple of Tan Lang leaned down and put her lips behind Leng Xuanshuang's ear: "There is nothing that our Lang Village Master has set his eyes on that he cannot get.

In your entire life, until the day you die, don't even think about escaping from Wolf Bone Village."

Leng Xuanshuang's face was icy cold.

The female disciple of Tan Lang smiled wantonly and said tauntingly, "You should be thankful that the leader of Lang Village has taken a fancy to you. If you were not so pretty, you would have ended up like your colleagues.

It will be turned into a pile of dry bones and buried in the second wife's back garden, so she can be taken out and played with at any time."

Leng Xuanshuang exuded an icy aura.

It was drizzling, but it seemed like frost and snow were about to fall.

The female disciple of Tan Lang didn't care at all and the smile on her face became even wider.

She lowered her voice and said, "You know you can't escape, not for the rest of your life! Why don't you just die?"

Leng Xuanshuang lowered his head and gradually clenched his fists.

If it weren't for the water armor, her nails would have pierced into the flesh.

The female disciple of Tan Lang continued:
"You know very well that death is your only way to escape, why don't you do it?"

"Aren't you a disciple of Hanmei? Aren't you a proud person?"

"Are you trying to seduce Village Master Lang? Are you pretending to be reserved and a chaste heroine?"

"Madam Leng, why don't you just die?"

Every word was like a knife stabbing Leng Xuanshuang's heart.

"Heh." The female disciple of Tan Lang snorted coldly.

She looked disdainful and turned away: "Today's free time is up, Madam Leng, let's go back."

Leng Xuanshuang half-knelt in the icy river.

The river water reached her waist, carrying her long snow-white dress and her waist-length black hair as they drifted eastward.

However, the hem of the clothes and the hair cannot float away with the river because of the existence of their owner.

Can only be confined to the original place.

Leng Xuanshuang's tightly clenched hands suddenly loosened.

Between heaven and earth, there was a diffuse of frost and snow, and dotted plum blossoms.

The flowing river water showed signs of frost, and a special long sword quietly appeared beside Leng Xuanshuang's hand.

Winter Plum Magic: Plum and Snow Sword Dance.

The plum blossoms are the guide and the frost and snow are the sword.

Disciples Hanmei will present a gorgeous sword dance for the world.

The falling plum blossoms will land on friendly troops to distinguish between friend and foe.

Within the range of the Plum and Snow Sword Dance, frost will stain the enemy's body and slow down the enemy, while the falling plum blossoms will boost the fighting spirit of friendly forces.

With a proud character, he will never yield!
"Whoosh~" The three-foot frost and snow sword, surrounded by flying plum petals, was held in Leng Xuanshuang's hand.

The female disciple of Tan Lang paused, turned her back to the river, turned her head slightly, and glanced at the woman behind her with her peripheral vision.

Come on, bitch!

Do it quickly!
The male disciple of the Greedy Wolf in the forest stepped forward, holding a dagger in his hand, ready to throw it out at any time and stab the long sword in the woman's hand:
"Let's go, Madam Leng, it's time to go back home."

The Tan Lang female disciple sneered and said, "Madam Leng, stop wasting your time. Come with us. Tonight, the leader of the Lang Village wants to see you again."

Leng Xuanshuang held the sword in her right hand, and her left hand, hidden in front of her, had its fingertips on her heart.

The voice of the Tan Lang female disciple reminded Leng Xuanshuang of what she had just said.

Aren't you a proud person?

Are you trying to seduce Village Master Lang?

Why don't you just die?

Leng Xuanshuang's eyes narrowed, but at this moment, her right hand holding the sword suddenly trembled slightly.

The sudden scene made her look stunned and she looked towards the river below.

The river was crystal clear and there was nothing in it.

However, there was a mysterious force in the river that grasped the sword immersed in the river.

This force was so overbearing that she could not resist at all. It slowly pulled the three-foot-long sword out of her hand inch by inch.

"Heh." The female disciple of Tan Lang snorted coldly and thought to herself that it was as expected.

Bitch!

As expected, she won't do anything, she's just trying to prove her chastity!
The more you pretend and the longer you delay, the more you will be favored by the leader of Wolf Bone Village when you become the lady of the village, right?
"Stop humming and bring her back." Tan Lang's male disciple urged.

If it wasn't a girl that the village chief liked, the male disciples would have taken her already.

"Let's go, Madam Leng, let's go home." The female disciple of Tan Lang had no choice but to turn around and walk away, mocking coldly.

Seeing Leng Xuanshuang still half-kneeling in the river, Tan Lang's female disciple lost her patience, came behind the woman, and grabbed her arm with one hand:
"Mrs. Leng, don't be so reserved. Let's go back."

The words of Tan Lang's female disciple suddenly stopped.

She froze in place, leaning forward with her hands outstretched.

Her fingertips were only three or five centimeters away from Leng Xuanshuang's shoulder, but it seemed as if there was a chasm between them and she could not reach them.

"Click! Click! Click."

Waves of crisp bone cracking sounds were heard.

The female disciple of Tan Lang suddenly bent her arms, twisted her body, tilted her head back, and curled up her legs.

"Ah! Ahh!!"

The shrill screams echoed throughout the quiet valley.

The female disciple of Tan Lang seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, and her whole body gradually curled up into a ball.

Leng Xuanshuang's expression changed slightly!
This. This is
Rouge paper evil method·paper making?

Only paper figurines can make a living person be crumpled into a ball of flesh and squeezed to death!

"Gulp." The Tan Lang male disciple swallowed his saliva.

Is there an evil demon, Rouge Paper Man, nearby?
In an instant, the figure of the Tan Lang male disciple disappeared.

The female disciple's screams suddenly stopped.

Because her neck was broken, her arms and legs were twisted and her body was folded, with all the twisted angles of the joints, it was creepy to look at!

Leng Xuanshuang stared at the river in a daze.

A translucent human figure slowly emerged from the clear river.

There are dots of frost and snow, and dots of plum blossoms.

The clear frost mixed with the fallen plum blossoms, painting the riverside, made her even more certain that there was a living person right in front of her.

Leng Xuanshuang’s eyes blurred.

A heroic young man suddenly appeared in front of her.

The wide black and gold imperial robe made the young man look even more majestic.

As the mermaid's evil magic, the mermaid's concealment, faded away, the pressure unique to the vast ocean spread out and enveloped Leng Xuanshuang.

Sniff~
What Leng Xuanshuang didn't expect was that such a brilliant and talented person would actually raise his nose?
For a moment, she didn't know whether she should be afraid or continue to be stunned.

"Mei." The young man in the imperial robe closed his eyes, with an expression of enjoyment.

The fragrance is subtle and intoxicating.

Mixed in the cold and frost, it has a more unique charm.

Leng Xuanshuang looked at the young man in front of her, at a loss.

The three-foot sword in her right hand had long been taken away, and the five fingers of her left hand were still on her heart, maintaining the posture of committing suicide.

Those cold fingertips seemed like they could pierce through clothes, penetrate skin, and break one's heart at any time.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed.

The young man's movements were slow and seemingly gentle, but they carried a power that she could not resist.

Her hand was slowly pulled down.

“Live.” The young man in the imperial robe smiled, “The fragrance of plum blossoms doesn’t come often.

It’s a pity that it’s broken up.”

Suddenly, the sound of fairy mist gushing out was heard!
The sound of water armor breaking followed.

Leng Xuanshuang slowly turned her head and saw a mysterious woman in a straw hat and raincoat in the woods, holding the neck of a male disciple of Tan Lang with one hand and holding him in the air.

"My Lord! Please, please wait a moment, wait. Um."

"Bah!"

The blade penetrates the flesh.

The broken blade pierced the man's heart. As the woman in the straw raincoat turned her wrist, the divine power flowing from the broken blade easily crushed the heart of the Tan Lang male disciple.

There was no greed in his eyes anymore, only endless fear.
"Do you hate Wolf Bone Village?"

The young man walked out of the river step by step and passed by her.

Leng Xuanshuang looked at the tall figure of the young man in imperial robe, opened her mouth, but could not say anything.

The young man turned his head slightly and glanced at him, "Do you hate it?"

Leng Xuanshuang lowered his eyes and whispered, "Hate."

The young man nodded gently: "Let's go."

"Ah."

The woman in white stood up and walked out of the river, holding a three-foot-long sword in her hand.

Frost and snow filled the sky, and plum blossoms were falling.

She lowered her head, clutched her sword, and followed the young man in the imperial robe, walking step by step towards the Wolf Bone Village.

(End of this chapter)