It was already close to midnight when Song Qingshu arrived at the Wang family's house to ask for help.
To be honest, Mo Immortal Castle had arrived faster than Song Qingshu had expected. If he had arrived at the airport at this time, he would have been caught red-handed before he could even take off … Now, Song Qingshu was a little glad that he had made the right choice. With Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and this Senior White Rabbit with an unfathomable realm, they would definitely be able to protect him!
Song Qingshu had given Wang Ling the nickname "White Rabbit" on the spot …
At that moment, the big quaint pendulum clock on the first floor of the Wang family's small villa had struck ten times, and it was exactly midnight.
Wang Ling came to the door in his pajamas.
The woman in the red cheongsam at the door stopped hooting and looked at Wang Ling and Song Qingshu behind him as she said coldly, "Finally willing to come out?"
"Miss Ah You, you shouldn't have come …" Song Qingshu came out from behind Wang Ling. Perhaps it was because of Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's presence, but he was a lot more confident.
"You seriously injured Ah Zuo and tried to defect from Mo Immortal Castle. This is already a capital offense, "Ah You roared.
At the same time, the bones in her right hand cracked like a bundle of extremely tough beef tendons. They twisted at an incredible angle and finally started to spin at high speed like an electric drill!
This woman had actually refined her right hand into a magic weapon …
Song Qingshu was well aware that in terms of realm and overall qualities, this Ah You could definitely kill him in a second in every aspect. They weren't on the same level of realm, and it would be as easy as killing a chicken or a dog for her to crush someone with a lower realm. In a normal one-on-one fight, it was impossible to kill someone with a higher realm.
But Song Qingshu wasn't the least bit nervous. He slowly got into position and stretched out his hand to wave at the other party. "Make your move."
Compared with Ah Zuo, this Miss Ah You's attack style was clearly more violent. The electric drill in her right hand was like a godly weapon that could split the heavens and the earth. Accompanied by a dazzling light, this Miss Ah You stood up and swooped down like a fierce dragon crossing the river, swiftly launching an attack.
From Ah Zuo's fingernails to Ah You's entire right hand, even Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had never heard of this method of refining body parts into magic artifacts. This Ah You's attack was clearly more aggressive than Ah Zuo's. While still in the air, her right hand curled up a vast expanse of lightning and came crashing down.
In the face of this Lightning Toxic Dragon Drill, Song QingShu's response was nothing fancy. He just crossed his arms in front of him. He couldn't even see Ah You's path of attack.
This was the embodiment of the gap between their realms. The woman's movements were simply too fast, and his eyesight couldn't capture them at all.
In an instant, the two collided, and the surrounding air waves roared as if they were galloping.
The might of this Lightning Toxic Dragon Drill was extraordinary. It struck Song QingShu's crossed arms, and the enormous force directly caused the ground to shatter bit by bit. Song QingShu's entire body was embedded into the ground like rivets.
However, as the woman attacked, a golden light shone from Song QingShu's arm.
Boom!
Then, the golden light on his arm exploded on the spot, and the woman's right hand was blown into a bloody mess. Her body was as light as a scarecrow as she was directly sent flying. She directly broke the thick old tree behind her and skidded along the ground for several hundred meters before she came to a stop.
This scene was a little familiar … Ah Zuo had been seriously injured by the backlash from this golden light.
In contrast, apart from some dust, Song QingShu wasn't injured in the slightest.
Song QingShu climbed out of the pit and shook off the dust on his body. He couldn't help turning his head to give Wang Ling a thumbs up and a grateful look in his eyes. "Senior! Your long johns are so useful! "
Wang Ling: "…"
Ah You's cheongsam had already been torn to shreds, and she slowly crawled up from the ground barefoot on trembling legs. Her entire right arm was rotten, and the flesh and bone were almost in a state of disintegration, dripping with blood.
It was only because of the woman's realm that she had the upper hand. Otherwise, under the same circumstances, an average cultivator wouldn't have been able to endure this kind of pain and would have passed out long ago.
Song QingShu walked briskly to the woman. They were hundreds of meters apart, but it took him less than a few milliseconds to reach her.
Enduring the pain, Ah You glanced at Song QingShu. "Given your realm, there's no way you could be this fast …"
"I used a magic treasure." Song QingShu pointed to the ground and stuck out his big toe.
Ah You was stunned to realize that it was actually a pair of flip-flops …
"I came to ask Senior Wang for help before, and we had a good chat at his house. I didn't expect you to suddenly attack me, and I didn't even have time to change out of my slippers, "Song QingShu said.
This Lady of the Castle's right-hand woman, Ah You, looked at this scene in disbelief. "Are you … joking?"
As Song QingShu spoke, he took off his outer clothes to reveal a set of red long johns. "Look … these long johns are also from senior's house. It was thanks to these two magic treasures that I was able to block your attack. Otherwise, I would have been dead long ago. "
Ah You couldn't accept this outcome at all, and she directly spat out a mouthful of blood.
This … What kind of joke was this?!
"Senior Wang is kind and generous, and doesn't want to cause trouble. But you've disturbed his rest time and again … go back and tell the Lord that Senior Wang has already agreed to protect me, and tell him to be careful. If he wants to live a few more years, it's best if he doesn't cause trouble, "Song QingShu said in a low voice.
"…" Wang Ling felt that after Odd Zhuo, he had been blackmailed again.
"You actually dare threaten the Lord? Let me tell you, I'm already mentally prepared to come here today … even if I can't go back, I'll kill you! " The woman stared at Song QingShu malevolently, but very quickly, she had a panicked expression on her face. "What's going on … Why can't I sense your soul brand?"
"Do you want to use the power of a curse to kill me?" Song QingShu smiled slightly. "Unfortunately, before you arrived, Senior Wang had already helped me wash it off with detergent."
"Detergent …" Ah You was dumbfounded.
Logically speaking, the soul brand that the Lord had left on Song QingShu was already irremovable. What the hell was this detergent … Could it really remove 99 kinds of stains? What a scam!
"Do you have any last words?" Song QingShu asked.
"Do you know that you're in big trouble now?! Ah Zuo and I might be working for the Lady, but we were hired by her. We don't really belong to Mo Immortal Castle, but Immortal Mansion! If you dare do this, Immortal Mansion won't let you off … "The woman sneered as she stared at Song QingShu." Besides, although I'm injured, as long as those two don't make a move, do you think you, a Nascent Soul cultivator, can kill me? "
Immortal Mansion?
Hearing this, Wang Ling's and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's pupils contracted slightly.
"Is that what you want to say?"
But Song QingShu didn't care at all. After being hunted down by Mo Immortal Castle for so long, he had been on edge for so long … now, he was enjoying the thrill of a counterattack.
As he spoke, a toothpick appeared in his hand, which he had just brought out of the Wang family's small villa.
Saying that, the toothpick flew out with spirit energy and directly pierced the woman's forehead.
The woman died with everlasting regret. The skull of a Soul Formation cultivator was so hard that it didn't fear worldly objects at all. The woman had never expected that in the end, she would actually die because of a toothpick.
The spirit energy attached to the toothpick exploded in the woman's head, and this tiny toothpick directly blasted a bloody hole the size of a fist in her forehead.
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