Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 626 - 312: Slaying the Faithless_2

Chapter 626: Chapter 312: Slaying the Faithless_2

The demon sprawled on top of the big man, burying its head and began gnawing on him.

Blood spurted out.

Under the moonlight, this scene was extremely chilling.

The demon’s mutilated body began to change, quickly reverting to human form, but missing its tail and two feet due to Qu Hongling’s previous attack.

However, as it continued to feed, the two feet started to grow slowly.

The bride and groom watched this horrifying scene, their faces completely drained of color.

Seeing that the woman in black was only focused on the butchering of the big man, the young and delicate-looking bride mustered the courage, helped up the injured groom, and cautiously moved out of the pile of rocks without daring to make a sound.

After putting some distance between them, the two hastened their pace.

But at that moment, the woman in black suddenly looked up.

"Think you can escape?"

She licked the bloodstains at the corner of her mouth, a cruel smile on her face as she crawled after them with her hands.

"Save us... Save us!"

The sight terrified the groom to his core.

Seeing that the demon’s movement was limited, he gritted his teeth; rather shockingly, he pushed the bride to the ground, hit her on the head with a rock, and then, dragging his injured leg, he desperately fled forward.

The bride, now incapacitated, lay on the ground, her face covered in blood.

The woman in black paused, startled by the scene.

She sneered at the sight of the fleeing groom, and then pounced on the bride.

The groom ran while crying, ignoring the searing pain in his foot, as he ran as if his life depended on it.

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As the night enveloped the land, the bright moon hung high, and the Milky Way sprawled thinly across the sky, with only a few cold stars adorning the profound firmament.

Ran Qingchen leaned against a tree, absentmindedly staring into the campfire.

She had left the Capital two days ago.

To enter the Ten Thousand Mountains, even flying with Sword Control would take at least two or three days.

But perhaps due to inner confusion and an inexplicable timidity, Ran Qingchen had chosen not to use Sword Control, instead making the journey on foot.

She hoped to temper her mind during this journey and to reflect more clearly on her feelings for Jiang Shouzhong. By the time she would meet him, she wanted to understand what she truly desired.

Deciding to leave the Ran residence to find Jiang Shouzhong had also been somewhat impulsive.

Arriving quickly and facing him, she didn’t know what to say.

Was it anger, resentment, drawing a clear boundary, or to draw a sword and confront him... she had not figured it out.

As time passed, the resentment in her heart had somewhat diminished.

Of course, it might have been suppressed deep within.

It had not yet reached a point where it could be thoroughly released.

The night breeze blew gently, the leaves rustled, and occasionally the cawing of crows echoed sporadically.

The woman closed her eyes, planning to rest for a while before continuing on her way.

But at this moment, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from deep within the forest.

The footsteps were initially headed in another direction, but it seemed the person had spotted the fire and thus turned, running towards Ran Qingchen’s direction accompanied by frantic gasps.

Ran Qingchen furrowed her brows and put on her hat.

The figure that emerged from between the trees was a young groom dressed in festive red clothes.

The groom had fair skin and judging by his bearing seemed to be the offspring of a wealthy family. However, at that moment, his expression was one of terror, as if something was pursuing him, and his feet were stained with blood.

Upon seeing Ran Qingchen, the young groom was taken aback.

Even though the woman wore a hat that obscured her face, her graceful figure illuminated by the campfire’s glow still caused him to lose himself for a moment.

"Is something the matter?"

Ran Qingchen’s voice was cold as ice.

The groom quickly snapped out of it.

Noticing the sword beside Ran Qingchen, the groom’s eyes lit up, realizing she was a cultivator from Jianghu, and he urgently begged for help, "Heroine, save me, a demon is after me!"

A demon?

Ran Qingchen’s eyebrow arched slightly.

She did not sense any Demon Energy in the vicinity.

Seeing the man’s disheveled appearance, and after sensing that he was merely an ordinary person without any traces of cultivation, Ran Qingchen asked coldly, "What kind of demon?"

"I... I don’t know."

The groom looked back and then shivering, approached the fire.

He wanted to get closer to Ran Qingchen for a sense of security, but feeling repelled by her icy demeanor, he dared not approach her and opted to get closer to the fire instead.

With a trembling voice, the groom said:

"Heroine, I am the young master of the Zhang Family from Gunzhou. I was going to pick up my bride tonight, but on the way, I encountered a demon..."

The man’s face was pale with fear, and as he recalled that terrifying scene, his voice was nearly unrecognizable with emotion.

"This demon is extremely ferocious, it eats anyone it catches, and even a master we invited from our Zhang Family was no match for it."

"Marrying in the dead of night?"

Ran Qingchen narrowed her phoenix eyes.

The bridegroom explained, "It is the custom here, back when there was chaos and war, with bandits kidnapping brides, people would secretly receive their brides in the dead of night. Later, the custom was passed down."

Ran Qingchen asked, "And the others are all dead?"

The bridegroom nodded bitterly, "They... they should all be dead."

Just then, a piercing scream suddenly came from the distance.

The bridegroom’s face turned instantly pale.

His eyes filled with terror, "It sounds like... it sounds like Tan’s voice."

Looking at the festive groom’s attire on the other person, something seemed to be triggered in Ran Qingchen. She hesitated for a moment, then, lifting her sword, she headed toward the direction of the scream.

"Heroine!"

The bridegroom called out upon seeing this.

Ran Qingchen frowned slightly, glanced at his wounded leg, and threw an elixir at him, saying coldly, "If you don’t want to die, follow me."

After saying this, the woman lightly tapped her toes and elegantly swept past the woods.

Moments later, she saw a corpse.

It was the big man’s body.

The body was unrecognizable, as if it had been gnawed by wild animals, horrifying to behold, with innards strewn all over the ground, blood splattered around, too gruesome to look at directly.

"What kind of demon is so brutal?"

Ran Qingchen was secretly alarmed.

Following the trail of blood, she carefully searched on.

Before long, she found the bride as well.

The bride lay in a pool of blood, her body just as horrific, her face almost entirely destroyed.

What surprised Ran Qingchen was that the bride still had a breath of life left.

It was obvious the demon had heard some noise and had just left, not having the chance to kill her.

Ran Qingchen crouched down and placed her hand on the bride to transfer some Yuan Qi, attempting to save her. Alas, it was to no avail; she could only watch helplessly as the woman’s breath grew fainter.

"Tan!"

The bridegroom, who had desperately followed, saw the bride on the ground and let out a mournful cry, a mix of grief and guilt unknown.

Perhaps it was the man’s voice she heard, or perhaps the Yuan Qi from Ran Qingchen revived her somewhat, but the bride, who had barely a breath left, suddenly began to move.

She slowly opened her eyes, which were like bloody pits, and crawled slowly toward the bridegroom, her eyes filled with resentment and sorrow.

"Zhang, why did you... harm me... why did you... leave me behind..."

"Tan?"

The bridegroom, terrified, collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.

"Zhang..."

The bride weakly extended a hand with only some flesh attached to the bones, and then closed her eyes, her breath ceasing entirely.

Ran Qingchen, regaining her composure, stared deathly at the bridegroom, her gaze cold, "Did you deliberately leave her here to save your own life?"

The bridegroom wept bitterly, "I... I didn’t want to..."

"You deserve to die!"

Ran Qingchen gritted her teeth, "You actually... left the bride behind and ran away!?"

The image of the bridegroom before her alternated with the man in the groom’s attire from a few days ago, the familiar malevolence and killing intent once again filling her chest, eroding her rational emotions bit by bit.

They all deserve to die!

You all deserve to die!

The bridegroom realized that there seemed to be a flicker of red in Ran Qingchen’s eyes, and an intense killing intent enveloped her.

The woman, who had previously appeared ethereal like a fairy, seemed like a different person at this moment, utterly cold throughout.

She gripped the sword tightly, the blade humming with vibrations.

The bridegroom, so frightened his gall broke, knelt on the ground, kowtowing, "Heroine, spare my life, spare my life, Heroine, I didn’t mean to abandon Tan, I didn’t..."

"Die!"

Ran Qingchen swung her sword.

By the time the woman gradually regained her senses, the bridegroom from just moments ago had been chopped into mincemeat.

The festive clothes as well had become shreds, scattered around.

Ran Qingchen staggered back a few steps, dazed.

She looked down at the bloody sword in her hand, then at the red groom’s attire, and in that moment, she felt an illusion as if she was the one who had killed Jiang Mo.

"Qingchen?"

Suddenly, a surprised and cold voice came from behind.

Ran Qingchen turned around in shock, only to see a black-robed woman standing not far away.

"Master?"

Ran Qingchen was stunned.

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