Chapter 318: Qin Ruan: Ignorant of her own lowliness, truly affected

Chapter 318: Qin Ruan: Ignorant of her own lowliness, truly affected Although she hasn't awakened her spiritual intelligence yet, Han Xian and Han Kexin have set their sights on Qin Ruan. They wanted to get closer to Qin Ruan, but no matter what they did, they couldn't cross the bed. As a result, Han Xian's pale face turned grim. Her upper and lower body quickly separated, leaving her lower half severed. Her upper body, severed at the waist, fell to the ground, dragging along the intestines that spilled out of her abdomen. The bright red blood stained the ground, and her height was almost level with the bed before her. Han Xian tried to climb onto the bed by touching the edge, but no matter what she tried, she couldn't climb up. Han Kexin, floating beside her, had a flicker of something in her vacant eyes. She stiffly lowered her head, watching her mother struggling at the edge of the bed, then lifted her gaze and stared at Qin Ruan, who was asleep on the bed. Her face showed a bewildered and slightly more expressive expression, as if a sign of awakening intelligence. After a while, Han Kexin's spiritual body floated towards the head of the bed. She slowly squatted down, aligning herself with the sleeping Qin Ruan. Her blood-red eyes stared fixedly at the person on the bed, her eyeballs unmoving, her face terrifying and dreadful. If an ordinary person opened their eyes and met such a pair of eerie red eyes, they would likely be scared away immediately. Qin Ruan, who was asleep, was defenseless. Suddenly, she moved her body, turning over to face the other side and falling back to sleep. Han Kexin tilted her head, her expression bewildered and puzzled, her eyeballs slightly shifting in their sockets. She resembled an elderly person at twilight and floated up again, bypassing the foot of the bed and arriving in front of Qin Ruan. Just like before, she leaned over the edge of the bed, facing Qin Ruan who was in deep slumber. Her blood-red eyes stared fixedly at Qin Ruan, focusing on her flawless and fair face, her gaze serious and persistent, tinged with a hint of obsession. Qin Ruan suddenly opened her eyes wide, a clear light shining in their depths. Han Kexin's gaze was chilling, but Qin Ruan was even more sinister than her. She gritted her teeth and coldly said, "Will this never end!" As long as Han Xian and Han Kexin wanted to approach her, the evil aura on their bodies would alert her. This innate alertness came from her demigod body. Because of the disturbances caused by this mother and daughter, she couldn't rest properly even when she wanted to sleep. Qin Ruan sat up on the bed and waved her hand. A faint golden light flashed, transforming into a whip that tightly bound Han Kexin. Han Xian, at the foot of the bed, hurriedly floated over. She had forgotten her lower half, which was thrown outside the window, as well as the internal organs that spilled out of her belly and the endless flow of blood pouring out of her wounds. They all rushed out one after another. Qin Ruan frowned, waved her hand, and the golden whip that bound Han Kexin also bound Han Xian. Seeing two lost souls imprisoned, Qin Ruan waved her hand, and the conscious golden whip dragged the mother and daughter towards the corner, floating away. Qin Ruan ignored the end of the bed, only the horrifying lower half of her body, consisting of two legs and a waist, remained connected. She lay back down again. She pulled the thin blanket and closed her eyes to sleep. In her heart, she couldn't help but sigh; this night was truly restless. Han Xian and her daughter Han Kexin, bound in the corner, couldn't possibly remain indifferent. They began to struggle forcefully. However, the more they struggled, the tighter the bindings became. By the time dawn approached, their waists were constricted to the size of a bowl by the golden whip. Even in such a state, they continued to struggle. As soul entities without consciousness, they were unable to think like three-year-old children. ... "Qin Ruan, you wretched woman! Wake up, you wretch!" "Wretch! What have you done to us? Wretch! Qin Ruan, you're nothing but a wretch!" "You wake the hell up! Who do you think you are? I have changed since the past, so who do you think you are to bind us?" "Qin Ruan, you wretched woman, wake up! I curse you! You wretch, a played-out commodity! Wake the hell up..." Qin Ruan lying on the bed was awakened by the incessant calling, like a flock of ducks quacking. "So noisy!" She rolled in the bed, wrapped in the blanket, and slowly opened her sleepy eyes, following the sound. Han Xian and Han Kexin, bound in the corner by the golden whip, had grim expressions, staring at her with hatred-filled eyes. As if she were their murderer. Qin Ruan closed her eyes slowly, furrowing her brows in annoyance. Being awakened by someone and waking up naturally are two different feelings. Waking up naturally, the body feels especially comfortable, and mentally, it feels pleasant. At this moment, Qin Ruan's mood was somewhat irritated. Seeing her ignoring them and closing her eyes again, Han Kexin grew angry. "Wretch, since you're awake, release us immediately!" Qin Ruan, dragging her weary body that still wanted to stay in bed, sat up and coldly stared at Han Kexin. "One after another, calling me a wretch. Who taught you that? Ignorant and yet so self-righteous, truly melodramatic." "Who are you insulting?!" Han Kexin widened her eyes, with a distorted and ferocious expression on her face, and there was no hiding her deep-seated hatred. She felt deeply aggrieved as well, wondering how she ended up being bound here by Qin Ruan. She had no idea what had happened before. All she knew was that when she woke up, she and her mother were tied up here. Han Xian's expression was also not pleasant as she pretended to maintain her former elegant and graceful demeanor. She gently advised Qin Juan, "Ruan Ruan, imprisoning us is against the law, you know." "...," Qin Ruan was now the one who couldn't understand. These two people had lost their memories, they were both freaking dead, and they still cared about human laws. But what made Qin Ruan even more disgusted than her lack of understanding was Han Xian's way of addressing her. In a cold tone, Han Xian said, "Don't call me Ruan Ruan, it's disgusting!" Han Xian's face instantly turned grim. "What's the meaning of bringing us to the Qin family? It was you who personally drove me out before. Could it be that you regret it now and want me to come back?" She still had no knowledge of what happened to the Tang family or the actions she and Qin Anmin had taken, actions that were known to everyone. Qin Ruan glanced at her with a pitiful look in her eyes and spoke in a scornful and disdainful tone, "Take a look at your current situation, use your brain before talking to me." She stood up, wearing slippers, and picked up a cup of warm water, taking a sip. "Ah!!!" "Mom, what's going on? Why is our waist so slim?" Previously, Han Kexin and Han Xian thought they were simply bound, and when they saw Qin Ruan sleeping peacefully on the bed, they immediately exploded, without even taking the time to observe their own condition. Now, with Qin Ruan's reminder, they looked at themselves, shocked by the astonishing state of their waists, squeezed into the size of a cup opening, almost fainting in fright. Han Xian was also greatly shocked. "What, what is going on?" Qin Ruan held the empty cup and leaned against a nearby decorative cabinet, smiling. "You're already dead." Han Kexin couldn't contain her anger. "You're talking nonsense!" Qin Ruan placed the cup down and pointed at the overly slender waists of the mother and daughter. "Can a normal person's body be squeezed into this form?" "What have you done to me?" Han Xian also sensed the seriousness of the situation, and panic filled her eyes. Qin Ruan glanced at her intact lower body, the combination of her soul and body, without any trace of injury. (End of this chapter)