Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 535 - 274: Battle of White Hair? Battle Between Spouses?_3

Chapter 535: Chapter 274: Battle of White Hair? Battle Between Spouses?_3

Ma Wu stared at the woman with a sinister look.

Ran Qingchen, choked by the neck and unable to breathe, suffered the agony of suffocation, too weak to struggle, her face red from the lack of oxygen and her eyes filled with endless despair.

Was she to die here?

The woman was filled with unwillingness.

She had just exchanged vows of love with Jiang Mo, not yet having the chance to truly enjoy this sweet romance, and now she was about to lose it all.

Fate seemed far too cruel to her.

"Lord Ran need not be sad, your subordinate Jiang Mo will soon join you. Do you think the court would let him off?"

Ma Wu gradually tightened his grip.

He relished tormenting those on the verge of death,

watching them slowly approach their demise, slowly falling into despair.

But just as he prepared to deliver the final blow, he was stunned to find that his arm had lost its strength.

A look of shock and confusion spread across his face.

The woman in front of him began to change.

Her originally ink-like, lustrous black hair slowly shed its old color, taking on a mysterious silver-gray hue, like frosty snowfall.

Her eyes were like the unfathomable darkness of night, with two fierce red stars leaping within...

What was happening?

A sense of foreboding overcame Ma Wu.

He attempted with all his might to crush her throat, but he could not muster any strength.

Soon, cracks appeared on his arm, like shattered porcelain, as skin and bones seemed to lose cohesion, peeling away piece by piece...

Amid the blurred flesh and bone, fragments fell slowly with the blood,

Intense pain swept over him like a tide, and Ma Wu’s screams ripped through the sky, like the mournful cry of an owl.

He staggered backward attempting to escape, but more excruciating pain shot through his legs, the sound of splintering bones sharply reaching his ears as he fell to the ground.

"What a rotten apple spoils the barrel."

The silver-haired Ran Qingchen, now the Asura Queen, twisted her neck and stared coldly at the despairing and wailing Ma Wu.

She lifted her slender, jade-like hand to look at it and expressed regret, "Using Soul Power to forcefully seize her body this time, it will be even harder to control this girl in the future. You rotten apple, you truly deserve to die."

She pointed gently at Ma Wu.

The man’s flesh seemed to be finely sliced by an invisible razor, peeling away piece by piece, its cruelty comparable to death by a thousand cuts.

Ma Wu was trapped in boundless agony, even his screams shredded into silent wails; nothing but relentless cries resonated in the air... and he couldn’t even kill himself.

Until the last piece of flesh was shaved off, a bloody skeleton scattered on the ground.

"Boom!"

The burning house nearby suddenly burst apart, and a figure appeared behind the Asura Queen.

It was the Demon Venerable.

Looking at the woman with silver-white hair, the Demon Venerable cocked his head and frowned, "It really is you, old hag."

The Asura Queen turned around and said softly,

"Lou Xuanji, I have no conflict of interest with you, I know what you desire. If you really want to flip the table, then we can all die together. After all, both you and I are barely clinging to life with a fragment of a soul."

The Demon Venerable ignored her threat, circled the Asura Queen, and rubbed his chin in confusion:

"I remember you used to have red hair, old hag. Why have you also turned white? Surely you didn’t copy my style on purpose? Tsk, tsk, you’ve really thrown your face away."

The Asura Queen absorbed the blood essence of some corpses around her into her palm and calmly stated, "Are you really keen on mutual destruction?"

"Mutual destruction? With you?"

The Demon Venerable was proud and dismissive, his hair fluttering like countless strands of steel wire infused with chilling intent, dancing and weaving through the air.

"With such a sumptuous feast before me, it would be a shame for me not to indulge."

The Demon Venerable threw a punch at the Asura Queen.

The arrogant Demon Venerable couldn’t care less about threats; he preferred to fight first and talk later.

As for whether it would damage Jiang Mo’s body, or harm the body of Jiang Mo’s wife in front of him, she couldn’t be bothered to care.

After all, it was their own problem if the couple damaged each other’s bodies; it had nothing to do with her.

She just couldn’t stand the look of the Asura Queen.

Just you trying to turn white?

There can be only one white-haired character in this world, and that’s me!