"Crazy woman." One of the soldiers gritted his teeth and said, "It's inevitable that there will be casualties in a battle between two armies. If you're so capable, go look for the Ministry of Magic or August. What's the point of chasing after us?"
"My father isn't a soldier." The cold female voice was like a cold blade that lingered in everyone's ears. "He acted in order to protect the civilians, but you guys kept on attacking him.
You even took advantage of the fact that he wasn't familiar with guns and used hostages to threaten him. "
With a swoosh, a white figure darted out, passed through the seven of them, and then disappeared into the depths of the forest.
At the spot where the white figure disappeared, the agonizing cries of soldiers rang out.
It turned out that one of the soldiers had been taken away in the earlier dash.
The agonizing cries soon disappeared, and the woman continued, "August, he killed my father with his own hands. Naturally, I'll go look for him. But before I do, all of you will have to die. "
As she spoke, countless white-clothed and white-haired women darted about in the forest. It was as if the netherworld had descended into the mortal world.
"Be careful."
"It's her martial arts conjugation body, the Night Parade of the White Ghosts."
Amidst the cries of astonishment from several soldiers, countless female ghosts charged forth. They did not have a physical body, but each time they passed through the soldiers' bodies, they would cause various effects such as panic, terror, and weakness.
The sounds of gunshots rang out incessantly, but the bullets had no effect on the martial arts conjugation body.
With a swoosh, another soldier cried out as he was dragged into the forest by a ghostly claw. Not long later, amidst a shocking cry, there was no sound at all.
"She's mixed in with the female ghosts."
"This won't do. We can't let this continue."
"I want to live on. I don't want to die."
Amidst the cries, a man left the defensive perimeter and randomly chose a direction where there were the least number of female ghosts, charging out. The other soldiers wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
"Damn it. Scatter and escape. The more we can escape, the better."
Seeing the remaining soldiers scatter and escape, the female ghosts laughed weirdly. It was as if a chilly wind was wailing, as if hell had come to the mortal world.
The man who was the first to escape ran with all his might and accidentally tripped over a tree branch. However, he continued to dash forward like a dog. Behind him, the cries of the female ghosts and the cries of the other soldiers kept ringing out. He crawled, stood up, and continued to run.
After running for an unknown distance, he finally stopped, panting heavily.
The surrounding forest was silent. The female ghost's voice could no longer be heard, and the screams could no longer be heard.
He didn't know when it started, but the surroundings suddenly darkened. The light disappeared bit by bit, and the darkness was like a giant beast that chose people to devour, swallowing the surrounding space bit by bit.
In the darkness, the sound of a little girl singing could be heard.
"Who is it!"
"Who's there?"
The soldier's body trembled, and his nerves were stretched taut. He wanted to move, but he realized that a great fear had bound his heart. His surroundings had turned dark, and in this darkness, the little girl's singing voice came closer and closer.
"Don't come over, please don't come over."
Tears uncontrollably flowed down from the corners of his eyes. In this great fear, he felt something touch his foot. It seemed to be some kind of sticky claw that seemed to be moving up his leg.
The little girl's voice continued to ring in his ears, but it had changed from singing to crying.
"It hurts."
"It hurts."
"Uncle, stop hitting me."
"My stomach hurts."
The soldier's scalp went numb. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move at all. Tears kept flowing down his face, and he kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please let me go. "
Finally, the claw moved down his neck to his cheek. He only felt something huge prying open his mouth, and with a whoosh, it rushed in.
A white-haired woman in white clothes slowly walked out. Her long hair was like the ice at the top of the Goddess Peak that hadn't melted in ten thousand years.
Looking at the soldier who was foaming at the mouth, the woman sneered. Suddenly, her face became sorrowful.
"Father, did you see that? Another person who deserved to die has died. "
The white-haired woman in front of him was Jiang Qing.
At this moment, she was completely different from twenty years ago. She had long snow-white hair, seductive greenish-purple lips, and a green face like a zombie. Coupled with her snow-white robe, she looked like a snowy banshee.
Zuo Qingcang disappeared, Jiang Tien-cheng died, the martial arts club was destroyed, and Haijing was turned into a sea of fire.
After suffering such a huge blow, her hair turned white overnight.
From that day onwards, the Jiang Qing of the past had died. The only thing left in this world was an empty shell that was filled with hatred and would do anything for revenge.
Glancing coldly at the corpse on the ground, Jiang Qing took a step forward and flew out like a female ghost, darting through the forest.
But not long after, she suddenly stopped.
'Something's not right.'
She suddenly took a step back and realized that there was no effect. Her face changed. Her body moved like a whirlwind, and her brows furrowed tightly.
She realized that she could only move forward and couldn't move backward.
At the same time, a dark green gas appeared in front of her, and it kept blowing in her direction. Wherever the gas passed, all kinds of flowers and trees were directly corroded into a pool of black mucus. Even the stupidest person would know that the gas in front of them must be some kind of poisonous gas.
Jiang Qing continued to run backward, but no matter how fast she sped up, she couldn't move in any direction other than forward.
Seeing that the poisonous gas was getting closer and closer, Jiang Qing took out a few bullets and threw them in the direction of the poisonous gas. The explosion pushed the poisonous gas back.
'It still doesn't work. I can only block it temporarily, but I can't really dispel it. And this magic … 'A cold light flashed in Jiang Qing's eyes. Countless white-haired female ghosts in white clothes appeared in the void and looked around the surrounding forest.
"Over there!" Jiang Qing turned her gaze and slammed her palm into the air. A cry of surprise came from the forest.
The environment around her immediately changed rapidly. She found that she could move back and forth, left and right again, but after a few steps, she stopped again.
Countless Empire soldiers surrounded her, and at least a few hundred spears were pointed at her.
There were also more than ten sorcerers in magic robes standing outside, and in front of the sorcerers were twelve noble warriors in armor.
The vice leader of the Empire's Royal Sorcerers, August, was also Jiang Qing's father's murderer.
"Jiang Qing, surrender."
Seeing the huge formation in front of her, Jiang Qing suddenly laughed.
August frowned, "I don't think there's anything funny about this. Surrender or die. In fact, you've killed so many of the Empire's war heroes. Letting you surrender is already the greatest gift. " His tone was like that of a god, as if accepting Jiang Qing's surrender was a kind of mercy.
With a carefree smile, Jiang Qing walked towards the muzzle of the gun.
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