Chapter 80: Qiao Nanyuan and Qiao Jiu take action

Chapter 80: Qiao Nanyuan and Qiao Jiu take action

Grudges breed malevolence, which was exactly what Qin Ruan needed to prolong her life.

Qin Ruan's eyes shone with a faint glimmer as she followed the bloody scent towards the temple gate.

At the entrance, there were large pieces of rotting flesh soaked in blood, emitting a strong foul smell.

The size and shape of the rotting flesh were perfectly cut, as if they had been measured with precision instruments.

They moved slowly, crawling towards the inside of the house.

The scene was bloody and disgusting.

With just one glance, Qin Ruan's face turned pale.

She immediately felt nauseous, and her empty stomach turned upside down.

Nausea surged up to her throat, and Qin Ruan bent over uncontrollably, she started to vomits.

Hearing her unbearable vomits, Ling Xiaoxuan snapped out of her dazed state.

Ignoring the withering woman next to her who was staring hungrily, she got up and supported Qin Ruan. "Junior Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Ruan grabbed her arm to support herself and dared not look towards the temple gate.

She had already thrown up a lot of sour water, her fingertips trembled slightly, and the overwhelming sense of nausea engulfed her.

If she didn't look, the thing wouldn't come in.

Qin Ruan controlled her mind not to recall what she had just seen, took a deep breath, and stared at Qiao Nanyuan and Qiao Jiu.

Her slender jade fingers moved slightly, and a faint golden light appeared in her hand.

The golden light shot towards the two disciples, and the feeling of contact was clearly discernible.

Qin Ruan's delicate and charming face turned white, showing a hint of weakness for a short time.

She frowned unhappily at Qiao Nanyuan. "I can't stand that thing. You guys have to take care of it."

This displeasure was not directed at Qiao Nanyuan, and he was aware of this.

Qiao Nanyuan, who had recovered his composure, nodded lightly to her.

He held the copper coin sword in his hand and pulled up his disciple who was still moving her limbs. "Get ready with the talisman paper."

Qiao Jiu reached into her pocket and pulled out a stack of bright yellow talisman paper.

"Master, all set!"

The master and disciple exchanged a glance, and hurriedly walked towards the temple gate.

The rotting flesh that was slowly crawling at the entrance had already entered the house.

The foul smell inside the house was overwhelming, and Qin Ruan gently covered her mouth and nose, suppressing the surging nausea.

Qiao Nanyuan's face changed when he saw the evil puppet entering the room. The copper coin sword in his hand spun rapidly, and he shouted, "Qiao Jiu!"

"Here!" Qiao Jiu responded, throwing four bright yellow talisman papers from his hand.

The talisman papers consciously fixed themselves around the disgusting rotten flesh.

The spell fell to the ground and firmly rooted, stopping the movement of the rotting flesh.

At that moment, Qiao Nanyuan acted.

"Brilliant sun and moon, shining on my golden body, all demons and monsters, instantly turning into dust, the seven stars align, the Dragon Spring kills enemies, act immediately!" He recited the spell, and his unstoppable copper coin sword pierced into the bloody flesh.

"Ah, ah, ah!" A woman's sharp and painful howl came from the rotten flesh.

"Exterminate the evil!" Qiao Nanyuan looked resolute and made a hand gesture, seemingly intent on destroying the filth.

Sensing his obvious killing intent, Qin Ruan spoke up, "Don't kill her yet!"

Qiao Nanyuan stopped his movements and turned around, his face showing confusion.

Qin Ruan gritted her teeth, her eyes coldly fixed on the nauseating flesh controlled by the woman.

"Revert to your original form, and I'll spare your life for now."

The rotting flesh, immersed in blood water, trembled slightly. "My cultivation is not enough, I cannot transform, spare me please."

It was indeed a woman's voice that came from the flesh.

This scene was even more shocking than a horror movie, and Ling Xiaoxuan was almost sent away due to the fright.

In her fear, she had a strange expression on her face, feeling that the voice of the other person was familiar.

Ling Xiaoxuan furrowed her brows and pondered for a moment, and suddenly her face changed drastically.

(End of the chapter)