Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 544 - 277: Witch Qingchen_3

Chapter 544: Chapter 277: Witch Qingchen_3

Gazing at the people fleeing and begging for mercy, Ran Qingchen bit her lip so hard that trickles of fresh blood oozed out.

Yet unseen by all, with every death in Qingzhou, strands of invisible blood essence flowed into Ran Qingchen’s body.

This was Emperor Zhou Chang’s plan.

To have the Asura Queen enter Ran Qingchen’s body, and then use the people of Qingzhou as a blood sacrifice to nourish her.

Qingzhou was nearly blanketed with formation spells.

These formations could influence the people who lived here all year round.

Zhou Chang had utilized this, allowing the Asura Queen to absorb these unique blood essences to quickly regenerate her cultivation and then keep her firmly under his control, thereby commanding the undead army!

But could he truly control the Asura Queen?

Suddenly, Ran Qingchen turned her head towards the host and said, "Climb over the mountain and head straight west, I will catch up with you as soon as possible."

After speaking, the woman dashed towards the streets filled with the haze of blood.

...

On the streets, cries and screams intertwined.

One after another, corpses were trampled into a bloody mess by horse hooves.

A skinny man desperately ran towards a nearby alley, crying and running, cursing his parents for not giving him an extra pair of legs.

The cavalryman trailing leisurely behind him had a mocking glint in his eyes.

Seeing that the man was about to dash into the alley, he suddenly thrust his long spear towards the man’s back.

Puft—

Blood splattered everywhere.

Yet, the spear fell to the ground.

The man who was scared stiff fell to the ground, and when he turned his head to look back, he was stupefied.

On horseback, the cavalryman clutched his own neck, blood gushing continuously, and he toppled over.

The woman deftly stepped over the horse’s head, swinging her sword and stabbing the two cavalrymen behind her off their horses.

Seeing the sudden arrival of Ran Qingchen, the cavalry troop of about thirty men simultaneously pulled on their reins, encircling Ran Qingchen with perfect coordination.

Some drew their powerful crossbows, others took out sky-thundering bombs inscribed with Spirit Talismans...

They had myriad ways to deal with people from Jianghu.

But against a master from the Heaven Desolation Boundary, this troop of thirty, no matter how coordinated, was still no match for Ran Qingchen. In just a moment, five cavalrymen were slain.

The leader made a split-second decision, took out a bamboo tube, and released a flare arrow to warn the surrounding troops.

Ran Qingchen’s sword danced lightly, displaying the Unparalleled Sword Skill.

In the air, a lotus of azure blossomed.

The Sword Lotus bloomed.

Each petal of the lotus brimmed with an unstoppable Sword Intent that could slice through metal and elegance that harbored sharpness, sketching out breathtaking arcs among the interplay of light and shadow.

As one after another cavalier fell, the few remaining riders seeing the bad situation sought to flee.

Yet, they were still cut down from their horses by Ran Qingchen who had pursued them.

Having been previously possessed by the Asura Queen, already burdened Ran Qingchen leaned against a wall to catch her breath, trying her best to recover her strength after killing the last rider.

Looking down at the corpse of an infant in the corner, her expression turned sorrowful.

Those who were saved finally realized they had been spared from Yama’s Palace, collapsing powerlessly to the ground.

Some hugged the bodies of their loved ones and cried, while others were numb...

Once she regained some of her strength, Ran Qingchen sheathed her long sword and said coldly,

"If you had listened to me earlier, why would it have come to this? If you want to live, follow me quickly, don’t waste your life here!"

The few survivors were filled with shame.

Just as Ran Qingchen was preparing to lead them away, a woman holding the corpse of her husband shouted angrily through her tears, "You could have saved us all! Why didn’t you save us!?"

Ran Qingchen was stunned.

She thought she had misheard and turned to look at the woman, frowning as she asked, "What did you say?"

Clutching her husband’s body tightly, the woman stared at her with an expression full of resentment,

"You’re so powerful, you could have stopped us, you could have appeared earlier and saved my man, why didn’t you save him?

You’re just deliberately mocking us!

You woman, how can you be so cruel! My husband’s death, it’s all your fault..."

Listening to the woman’s insults and looking into those resentful, hateful eyes, Ran Qingchen felt a chill run through her body.

For a moment, she was at a loss for words.

A heavy sadness enveloped her heart, making it tremble with cold.

Her chest felt so stifled it was as if it might explode.

She turned her head to look at the others, "Is this what you all think?"

Those people averted their eyes, not daring to speak.

Sometimes people are like this, under extreme desperation and sorrow, they always like to blame others... believing that if someone is strong, they should protect them.

They think that being weak gives them the right to make mistakes.

Ran Qingchen suddenly felt like laughing.

The malice she had managed to suppress earlier surged out again in an instant, her eyes dull and grey.

She stared at the woman and said coldly, "The death of your husband is your own fault! I gave you a chance to live, but you didn’t seize it, and now you blame me?"

At that moment, a troop of cavalry nearby, alerted by the noise, hurried over, the sound of their horse hooves growing closer.

Overwhelmed with grief, the woman lost all reason and shouted:

"You are a court official, you are a master, it’s your duty to save us!

Now my husband is dead because of you!

You wicked woman, I curse your husband to die too!"

"Boom——"

As the last words of the woman fell, Ran Qingchen’s dim eyes were suddenly filled with a bloody red.

"What! Did! You! Say!?"

The hand of the woman gripping the sword hilt trembled slightly, as if something rushed into her swollen head and exploded with a bang.

Her consciousness began to blur.

Her head spun dizzily.

She vaguely felt a red liquid being splashed continuously.

When she gradually regained her senses, she was so shocked by the scene before her that she was rendered speechless.

The ground was covered with corpses, strewn with limbs and broken bodies!

The bodies of the cavalry and their horses were piled together, limbs indistinguishable. And those people she had saved just a moment ago were also lying on the ground, lifeless.

In the distance, there were still a few cavalrymen, trembling violently, looking at her with fear.

The woman, too, was barely breathing.

But now she was a horrific sight to behold, her body almost entirely devoid of sound flesh, as if it had been cut off piece by piece.

She looked at Ran Qingchen with terror, as though she were seeing a devil.

"Do not... kill... me..."

The woman’s lips quivered with the words, pain and the approach of death finally returning some sense to her, her eyes full of fear and regret.

But in the end, the woman still lost her vitality.

Ran Qingchen stood woodenly in place, completely unaware of what had happened.

Her skirt was covered in fresh blood.

It was as if she had been immersed in a pool of blood.

Suddenly, Ran Qingchen felt an intense nausea, and at the same time dizziness, slowly collapsing to the ground.

Seeing the woman seemed to have no more strength, the eyes of the few cavalrymen who had originally wanted to flee, lit up with a vicious gleam, and the leader shouted, "Kill this bitch!"

They rushed toward Ran Qingchen.

The spears pointed directly at the delicate body of the woman.

Ran Qingchen seemed to have no sense of this, just sitting there blankly.

Thud!

Just as the cavalry were about to reach her, a golden bull suddenly appeared, knocking the leading cavalrymen flying.

"Qingchen!"

Jiang Shouzhong leaped off the bull’s back and held her delicate body in his arms.

Seeing Jiang Shouzhong, the shadows that had accumulated in the woman’s heart suddenly dispersed, and her bloodstained, stunning face bloomed with a tragically beautiful smile.

She murmured, "My lord, if I become a bad person, will you still like me?"

"Of course I will."

Jiang Shouzhong used his sleeve to wipe the blood off the woman’s face and said softly, "If that’s the case, I’ll just become a bad person with you."

"That’s good..."

Ran Qingchen reached out to caress the man’s cheek, but gradually lost consciousness.