Chapter 285: Rong Changting is Calculated, Protecting the Spirit with Deep Concern

 Chapter 285: Rong Changting is Calculated, Protecting the Spirit with Deep Concern

Qin Ruan's anger was no less than that of these snake-faced people. These things were all aimed at Rong Changting, and were deliberately brought here by someone. Who was so vicious to torture a person in such a cruel way? If it weren't for Rong Changting's three-tailed gray fox guardian spirit, his life would have been in danger today. That day, she deduced that Rong Changting's life was safe for the next half month, but she didn't know that it was because of the three-tailed gray fox by his side. "Whew--" Taking a breath of fresh air, Rong Changting breathed a sigh of relief. However, he still couldn't open his eyes, as if he were sleeping, trapped in a nightmare. It was no wonder he had no ability to resist or escape from the room. Because of Qin Ruan's intervention, the gray fox finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was exhausted and collapsed on the table. Its originally lively eyes became dull, but it still stubbornly stared at Rong Changting. Qin Ruan witnessed all of this and spoke gently, "You guard him, and I'll deal with these filthy things!" The gray fox understood her words and nodded. Qin Ruan's lips curved slightly, thinking that it really was a spiritual being, worthy of being the guardian god of the Rong family. If she remembered correctly, Rong was one of the six major families. She didn't know what the relationship between Rong Changting and the Rong family was. A guardian spirit was not something that an ordinary wealthy family could possess. Qin Ruan shook off her wild thoughts and coldly stared at the snake-faced people writhing around in the void. Due to her previous attacks, the snake-faced people's dense bodies became twisted, with several of them tightly entwined together, creating a strange and terrifying scene. Qin Ruan held a golden whip and fiercely lashed out at the area where the most densely-packed snake-faced people were. "Smack! Smack! Smack!" "After the snake-faced people were beaten to pieces, the golden whip in her hand disappeared. Qin Ruan lifted her hands slightly, and the dark fire of hell spread from her palms to her whole body. She said in a cold and icy voice, "No matter where you come from, or who is controlling you, today you all will go to hell!" The dark flames around her gradually grew stronger and crazily attacked the snake-faced people around her like fireballs. "Hiss!!" "Hiss, hiss!!!" "Roar, roar, roar, roar!!!!" Wherever the flames of hell went, painful hissing sounds of the snake-faced people could be heard. They couldn't withstand the holy fire of the underworld, and their sharp howling almost lifted the roof off the building. Hundreds of snake-faced people roared in unison, the sound attacking people's hearing and casting a certain shadow on their vision. Qin Ruan swept her cold eyes around the ugly snake shadows around her. They opened their blood-red mouths, revealing their sharp teeth that were stained with blood, which made her feel nauseous. They were too disgusting! Compared to the ancient fierce beast, the Hook Snake, they were repulsive creatures that belonged to the dark and gloomy areas. The power of the dark fire of hell was so great that hundreds of snake-faced people turned into ashes in an instant. The air was filled with a strong stench and the smell of burnt flesh, which made people feel sick just by inhaling it. "Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp—" The sound of the fox behind her came. Qin Ruan turned her head and saw a three-tailed grey fox circling around Rong Changting. It kept turning back and forth and chirping at Qin Ruan. "What's wrong?" Qin Ruan walked towards the spirit guardian and Rong Changting. As she approached, she finally noticed something was wrong with Rong Changting. All the snake-faced people were gone, there was no potential threat, but Rong Changting's condition was not good. He held his neck tightly with both hands, his breathing becoming rapid. Qin Ruan quickly approached and tried to pry his hands away from his neck. Without the suicide-style shackle around his neck, Rong Changting's face was still flushed, and there was a black pattern on his neck that was deepening continuously, as if an invisible giant hand was tightly gripping his neck. "Rong Changting? Rong Changting?" Qin Ruan shouted loudly a few times, but there was no response. The gray fox was running around on the table, anxiously chattering at Qin Ruan. From its tone, Qin Ruan could hear its anxiety and worry. Reluctantly, Qin Ruan opened her third eye again. A faint golden light flashed in her exquisite eyes, and all the darkness and evil spirits in sight were nowhere to hide. Qin Ruan looked up and down at Rong Changting and finally discovered that something was wrong with him. The watch on his wrist emitted a strong aura of death. The ominous black gas was man-made and would take Rong Changting's life if left unchecked. Unless the person who set up the spell was broken, the spell would rebound. The black gas from Rong Changting's watch formed a rope-sized shape that delivered endless black gas to his neck. The black gas lingered on his neck, forming a circle that continued to increase in strength. After finding the key to the problem, Qin Ruan released Rong Changting's hand and sent a blast of her own power into the expensive watch on his wrist. In the quiet room, only a crisp sound was heard. The watch on Rong Changting's hand broke and fell to the wooden floor of the room. ... In a shabby residential building in the western city. "Poof!" The man in the gray Taoist robe sat cross-legged on the bed and spat out a large amount of bright red blood. The blood splashed onto the incense burner on the table in front of the bed and various strange-looking magic weapons. The man opened his sinister eyes and stared at the destroyed formation in front of him, his eyes showing a killing intent. He had raised hundreds of snake-headed people, all of whom were killed by someone. He couldn't rest until he took revenge for this hatred in his heart. Thinking about the thirty years he had spent raising those snake-headed people, the Taoist's heart was bleeding, and his eyes instantly turned red. "Who did it? Who killed my snake-headed people and destroyed my formation?!" He roared, waved his hand to dismiss the ruined formation in front of him, and became furious. This time, he had truly encountered a worthy opponent. The opponent not only killed his 138 snake-headed people but also destroyed his formation that he had used for many years. Who could it be? He must not find out, or he would torture them to death. The Taoist wiped the blood from his mouth, picked up his phone that was thrown on the bed, and dialed a certain number skillfully. The person on the other end picked up quickly. "Master Wu, did it work?!" The voice on the other end was a middle-aged man, anxious but unable to hide his excitement. " Boss Li, why the hell didn't you tell me that there were experts around Mr. Rong? All of my 138 snake-headed people were killed! I was even bitten back! I almost died!" Master Wu vented his anger on Boss Li over the phone. He got up from the bed, revealing his ugly face of a rabbit-headed monster that had been hidden in the shadows. "How could this happen!" Boss Li was shocked: "It's impossible. He doesn't even believe in these ghost and god legends." Master Wu's voice was full of hatred: "Did I lie to you? You have to compensate me for my loss. I have spent so much money and effort raising these snake-headed people for thirty years, and now they're all dead! Do you know how much it cost me?!"  (End of chapter)