"What … What do you want!?" Lian Cuihua screamed as she saw Yi Yun walking over. "You little bastard, you are infected with the plague. Do you want to spread it to the entire clan?"
Lian Cuihua was not someone to be trifled with. She did not know how Yi Yun had suddenly become so terrifying. She suddenly thought of the plague that Yi Yun had contracted. She began to shout, hoping to get the crowd to be her reinforcements.
"Fellow villagers, this little bastard must have been possessed by ghosts after he died, or else how could he be so powerful. Have you forgotten that he is possessed? Right! "
Lian Cuihua suddenly thought of something. Her skinny body squeezed out. She did not know where she got the strength from, but she was extremely fast in the crowd.
"Make way, all of you make way for me!"
She ran out and ran back with a wooden bucket in her hand.
She looked at Yi Yun and a sinister smile flashed across her face.
"Little bastard, I let you be so smug. Do you think you are invincible just because you are possessed by those filthy things? Watch me kill you! "
As Lian Cuihua said that, she splashed the wooden bucket at Yi Yun!
The wooden bucket was filled with a scarlet liquid, and a fishy smell emanated from it.
This was dog's blood!
Before the arena match, the people from the warrior preparation camp had killed two hounds, and were prepared to feast on them after the match.
After killing the hounds, the dog's blood was stored in the wooden bucket. There were dog intestines, dog hair, dog heart and dog lungs floating in the bucket. Now, they were all splashed at Yi Yun!
The people of the Cloud Wilderness believed that dog's blood could ward off evil.
Those filthy ghosts would not dare to move upon seeing dog's blood. If they were splashed with dog's blood, it would be like a person being stained with sulfuric acid. They would be completely corroded.
This was the meaning of "dog's blood splashing". It was a metaphor for the person being scolded to be a demon who had been splashed with dog's blood. They would stop moving and be speechless.
Lian Cuihua really believed that Yi Yun had been possessed to cripple Zhao Tiezhu. As long as the dog's blood was splashed, the evil spirits would be burned away. Then, Yi Yun, who was like a chicken, would be at her mercy.
Lian Cuihua really wanted to chop off Yi Yun's limbs, hang him up and burn him alive. As long as she said that Yi Yun was possessed, it would be easy to incite people to burn him.
A basin of dirty dog blood splashed out, causing people to cry out in alarm!
At this moment, Yi Yun's eyes flashed with killing intent.
For a woman like Lian Cuihua who did not know martial arts, if she did not attack Jiang Xiaorou, Yi Yun would have ignored her.
But now, he knew how vicious this woman was.
Some people were sinister to the core. This kind of person was a scourge in the world, regardless of whether she knew martial arts or not, whether she was a woman or not.
Peng!
With a loud explosion, Yi Yun did not see any movement, but the bucket of dog blood exploded in front of Yi Yun!
Blood splattered everywhere, but not a single drop landed on Yi Yun.
On the contrary, it was Lian Cuihua who was drenched in dog blood!
"Ah!"
Lian Cuihua let out a blood-curdling scream. Her hair was disheveled, but she could not stop screaming, "You demon, you little bastard, you little bastard! Cough cough cough … "
Lian Cuihua was speechless towards the end. Her neck was being strangled by Yi Yun!
Lian Cuihua stuck her tongue out. Her eyes rolled back and her limbs twitched.
"Save … Save me …"
Lian Cuihua's desire to live made it difficult for her to say those words.
At this moment, the surrounding people retreated in fear.
They did not dare to attack Yi Yun. The commoners of the vast wilderness were all cowards who bullied the weak and feared the strong. In fact, they had a deep sense of servility in their bones. Facing the strong, they would subconsciously obey. Only in front of the weak would they show their ruthless side, turning into man-eating wolves. For example, when they collectively attacked Jiang Xiaorou.
Lian Cuihua was finally afraid. She looked at Yi Yun with eyes full of fear.
She still did not understand why Yi Yun had suddenly become so powerful. He did not seem to be possessed … because possessed people would not be able to avoid dog blood. Seeing dog blood was like a mouse seeing a cat. They would be frightened.
"You … You want to … hit a woman? Cough cough … Cough cough … "
Lian Cuihua said with difficulty, her voice trembling.
Yi Yun laughed, "I never hit women."
Saying that, Yi Yun loosened his grip.
Lian Cuihua heaved a sigh of relief. She became braver, "Quickly let me go, and then beg Young master Lian for mercy. Young master Lian might let you off. You may have become powerful, but can you beat Young master Lian?"
Lian Chengyu was like a god of the Lian tribal clan.
He had absolute authority!
These days, under Lian Chengyu's propaganda, people knew the specific realms of a warrior before the Purple Blood realm. Lian Chengyu was at the peak of the fifth level of Mortal Blood, while Zhao Tiezhu was only at the first level of Mortal Blood. The difference was like heaven and earth.
Although Lian Cuihua was afraid of Yi Yun, she remembered that she was working for Lian Chengyu. With Lian Chengyu backing her, why would she be afraid of this little bastard?
If Lian Chengyu were to attack, Yi Yun would be crushed to death.
With this thought, Lian Cuihua became braver. She felt that Yi Yun letting her go was a sign of him being sensible.
"If you don't kneel down and apologize to Young master Lian now, he will skin you alive. Do you think you are powerful just because you defeated that good-for-nothing Zhao Tiezhu? Compared to Young master Lian, Zhao Tiezhu is a worm, and you are just a slightly bigger worm! "
Lian Cuihua shouted, trying to scare Yi Yun. But it was indeed what she thought. As a Purple Blood realm warrior, Lian Chengyu's strength was unfathomable!
As for Zhao Tiezhu, let this good-for-nothing who couldn't even beat a child die. Lian Cuihua would not care about old friendships with a cripple.
Hearing Lian Cuihua's threat, Yi Yun smiled again. Then, without any warning, he slapped her.
"Pa!"
With a crisp sound, Lian Cuihua's body was sent flying by Yi Yun's slap.
She spun three and a half times in the air before slamming heavily onto the ground. Her head spun!
Lian Cuihua was stunned from the slap. Blood bubbles came out of her mouth like a fish that had fallen to death.
Lian Cuihua struggled to move. She trembled as she touched the left side of her face. In the end, the left side of her face was completely deformed. It was a bloody mess!
She felt something in her mouth and spat out more than ten blood-stained teeth.
All the teeth in her left socket had been knocked out by Yi Yun!
"Uh … Uh …"
Lian Cuihua looked at Yi Yun. She wanted to say something, but her tongue and face were mangled. She could not say a word. Even when she looked at Yi Yun, her pupils dilated and her eyes lost focus.
She struggled to move her lips, making a vague sound. Her voice had long been deformed, but Yi Yun could still understand it. He could guess it. Lian Cuihua had asked him if he had never hit a woman.
"Did I say that?"
Yi Yun retorted. Lian Cuihua barely blinked her eyes.
Yi Yun rubbed his hands and said lightly, "Yes … I was talking about the past. In the future … it won't happen again. What needs to be beaten still needs to be beaten."
It was fine if Lian Cuihua scolded Yi Yun, but she should not have bullied Jiang Xiaorou.
Yi Yun found it hard to imagine how Jiang Xiaorou survived the day she lost contact with him and was attacked by a group of villagers with cow dung.
In this strange world, Jiang Xiaorou was Yi Yun's closest relative. He would not allow anyone to hurt her.
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