Chapter 232: Bad Men Are Like This

Chapter 232: Bad Men Are Like This

"Who are you?" Ai Wanxin asked back.

The woman stared at Ai Wanxin with her blood-red eyes without a trace of white.

Because she had no whites of her eyes and no pupils, when she looked at people like this, she looked extremely inhuman, but Ai Wanxin was not afraid at all and stared back at her steadily.

"I am your goddess of resurrection~" A creepy smile broke out on the woman's face which was constantly festering and healing.

"If you are the resurrected goddess, then I will kill you and you will be resurrected for me to see, how about that?" Ai Wanxin said with a smile in her eyes.

"Hehehe~~" the woman laughed. "Back then she couldn't kill us, so she could only banish us to the land of evil spirits. How could a little girl like you be so arrogant~~~~~"

"Who are you? Who is she?" Ai Wanxin asked.

"Why should I tell you, little darling~?" The woman's rotten face came close to Ai Wanxin's, "You just said you would show me your face after turning on the light, and you haven't fulfilled your promise~"

Ai Wanxin pushed her face away: "You haven't seen anyone for a long time. People don't keep their promises."

"Hehehe~" The woman laughed again, which she thought was cute and crisp, but was actually very deliberate. "I like you so much, can you stay here with me forever~?"

On the woman's wrist that was grabbed by Ai Wanxin, the red rune seemed to come alive and quietly licked Ai Wanxin's hand.

A golden light flashed in Ai Wanxin's palm, and a golden flame ignited in her palm. The red rune was touched by the flames and immediately shrank back to the woman's arm.

"Hmm?" The woman tilted her head in confusion. "Asiah's Holy Seal is actually..."

"I don't know why you can do it, but now that you're here, you can't leave~" The woman leaned close to Ai Wanxin's ear and whispered softly, with a faint tremor in her voice.

"That won't do~" A brisk and energetic male voice sounded beside Ai Wanxin's other ear, "Sister can only be with me forever~"

As soon as she finished speaking, the air behind Ai Wanxin tore apart, and a slender and powerful hand stretched out from it and held her fingers.

The woman's expression changed suddenly, and black smoke surged around her. Before she could move, Ai Wanxin disappeared from the spot, leaving her with only a charred fire mark on her wrist.

"Little girl, where have you been? Let me see your face~"

"See if you are worthy of being my body, come out~"

Ai Wanxin blinked her eyes and stood not far from where she had just stood. Seeing that the woman couldn't call her, she became so angry that she turned into black smoke and ran around the room.

She cannot see herself.

Ai Wanxin turned around and saw a tall and straight silver-haired young man standing in front of him. The emerald earring on his left ear was as bright and deep as his eyes.

Jing smiled and let her look at him. Finally, he called her affectionately, "Sister~"

Ai Wanxin took off the cloth covering her face and asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

Jing pulled up her other hand as well: "I came to find you, sister~"

Ai Wanxin reacted for a moment: "You followed me?"

Jing was already used to Ai Wanxin's train of thought. He said with a little grievance: "Since my sister refused to take me away, I had to come to find her by myself. I'm not following her~"

"You ran away on your own, didn't you?" Ai Wan thought to herself as she pulled her hand away. "No one can ever put the blame on me."

Jing smiled, but he didn't let go. He motioned Ai Wanxin to look outside: "Sister, someone is coming."

Ai Wanxin turned around and saw that the gate of the temple, which was more than ten meters high, opened a narrow gap. It was bright outside, but the sunlight seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier and was cut off at the gate.

The door stopped when it was open to a size that allowed one person to enter and exit, and Sheng Xiuming controlled the electric wheelchair and slowly drove it into the hall.

The black smoke fell back to the ground, revealing the complete figure of the woman. The black smoke turned into a black tights and wrapped around her.

"What are you doing here?" the woman asked angrily.

Sheng Xiuming's pale and thin face was expressionless. He said coldly, "I came to see what you are doing. When does the resurrection ceremony start? Also, where are my guards? Why haven't the offerings been delivered to the bottom of the mountain today? Don't you know that the zombies are getting restless again?"

The woman put her hand on Sheng Xiuming's shoulder and twisted her body to sit on his legs, but Sheng Xiuming controlled the wheelchair to avoid her.

She sighed softly and said, "You humans are either cowardly, untrustworthy, or unromantic. I suddenly feel that the Land of Evil Spirits is not so bad. I'd better go back~"

Sheng Xiuming's face darkened even more, and he asked impatiently, "What are you crazy about?"

Jing couldn't help but chuckle. He put his chin on Ai Wanxin's shoulder and said softly, "Sister, bad men are like this. They use cold violence, make people angry, and then ask in annoyance, why are you crazy?"

"Isn't their attitude what makes people angry? Sister, don't worry, I will never be like that~"

"I took this cloak off a zombie." Ai Wanxin suddenly said.

Jing's whole body froze. He wanted to raise his chin, but he was afraid that Ai Wanxin would think he was disgusted, so he was stumped for a moment.

A smile flashed across Ai Wan's eyes. What a funny little brat.

Outside, the "Resurrection Goddess" didn't argue with Sheng Xiuming. She stretched lazily and said, "Today's offerings came late. I got angry and ate them all~"

Sheng Xiuming frowned and looked at the two bodies on the ground: "These are not my guards."

The woman shrugged: "It has nothing to do with me~"

Sheng Xiuming closed his eyes, calmed down, and then said, "What about those zombies?"

The woman said nonchalantly: "Maybe he will eat a few people, I'm not sure~"

Ai Wanxin could clearly see the blue veins on Sheng Xiuming's forehead twitching twice.

He didn't say any more words and took out a golden dagger from his arms.

When the woman saw this, she snorted.

"I see. Really, how could that woman lose such an important thing? Is she dead?"

After saying that, she snapped her left fingers, and the black smoke climbed up Pan Yongfu's body along the cracks in the floor tiles, coiled around him to form strange and complicated patterns, and then merged into his body.

The neck that had just been broken by Ai Wanxin was straightened again, and Pan Yongfu stood up tremblingly again.

"Just make do with it~" the woman said lazily.

Pan Yongfu staggered to the door. Two fully armed guards outside the door tied him up tightly with hemp ropes, and then took him away. Ai Wanxin could no longer see where they were going.

She doesn't care either.

She saw Sheng Xiuming put the dagger back into his arms.

That should be what he used to drink away the vines in the clearing in the woods, right?

The "Resurrection Goddess" is also afraid of this dagger...

Then I have to get it and take a look.