Reborn as a Hatrack in the Mystical Land
Chapter 112 - 25 Old Immoral_2

Chapter 112: Chapter 25 Old Immoral_2

When Yue Jinghua went on mercenary missions, she always wore tight inner armor for the sake of convenience. Little did she expect that Yuzhi Xiu Luo would go as far as to not spare even her inner armor.

At this moment, Yue Jinghua was completely covered by a black robe, and the few people beside her couldn’t see what Yuzhi Xiu Luo was actually doing.

Suddenly, a low moan from a woman was heard, and Ni Qianjun’s body abruptly shook.

"Dammit," Yue Jinghua cursed, this Old Immoral.

Her inner armor had been untied, and her ample bosoms seemed ready to burst out at any moment, while a cold yet smooth hand deliberately lingered on the armor for a moment longer.

As for the other hand at her waist, it slowly tightened, kneading her waist lightly or firmly.

This was not a search; it was practically taking liberties with her.

Listening to Yue Jinghua’s changed breathing, and Killing God’s suppressed laughter.

Upon Lake Heart Island, an eruption of spring atmosphere swayed momentarily.

Lihua Xue’s face was mixed with strange emotions, she couldn’t understand what was so good about that woman Yue Jinghua that Killing God would have such peculiar tastes.

"Let this be a lesson to you. Remember, don’t randomly seduce men next time, otherwise..." Someone bit her neck.

"Old Immoral, that’s enough," Yue Jinghua angrily said, as the Creation Power within her broke free from its shackles, much like a Jiao Long that had been trapped for a long time, and burst forth.

A palm strike was thrown behind her.

It was at that moment, Ni Qianjun also roared, and Red Scythe tore through the air, "Yuzhi Xiu Luo, I’ll fight you to the death."

The palm wind carrying the Creation Power and the light from the Red Scythe clashed with Yuzhi Xiu Luo.

Instantly, the black robe was torn into two halves by the colliding forces.

Yue Jinghua only saw a blur before her eyes, as a blurred figure like a water reflection flashed by her side, but it wasn’t a real person.

"Tsk, Dark Heavenly child, I’ve changed my mind, you must die," the watery shadow suddenly raged. He was in the midst of an affectionate moment with the person in his embrace and was very displeased at being interrupted.

It turned out that this person in a black robe wasn’t actually Yuzhi Xiu Luo himself, but merely one of his Primordial Spirit’s projections.

However, seeing this projection did not relax Ni Qianjun’s expression; instead, it became even more bizarre.

What Dark Skill is this?

The Primordial Spirit projection might not be a physical entity, resembling a mist, but it contained roughly half the power of the original. With their cultivation levels, it was not an easy feat to contend with.

Red Scythe in Ni Qianjun’s hand grew enormously, and he shouted, "Feng Buhui, take Jinghua and leave, tell our big brother that Ni Qianjun has failed him."

Having said that, his Red Scythe turned into countless scythe shadows, followed by a thunderous explosion that struck the ground, entangling Yuzhi Xiu Luo.

"Ignorant youngster," the projection of the Primordial Spirit flickered in the void, forming a Dark Seal between its fingers, and with a whoosh, flicked forward a finger.

The force of the finger struck the Red Scythe, like a meteor piercing the sky, instantly shattering it. Ni Qianjun spat out a mouthful of bloody sputum.

Feng Buhui knew it was a matter of life and death and quickly pulled Yue Jinghua to run away.

"Where do you think you’re going?" Another shadow of a finger came bullying forward. Feng Buhui hurriedly tried to use his crossbow arrow, but no sooner had he raised it than he saw an eerie, pale hand on his arm.

His arm erupted in excruciating pain, and a thick, scorching spray of blood burst forth. Feng Buhui’s right arm was gruesomely torn off.

"The people I choose to keep cannot leave, those I decide to kill cannot live. You two little mercenaries have become too much of an eyesore," the cluster of shadows swept across the sky as if omnipresent.

"Wait, don’t you want the Devil Crystal anymore?" Yue Jinghua also knew that it was impossible not to hand over the Devil Crystal. She didn’t dodge or hide, but walked straight towards Yuzhi Xiu Luo.

"Oh, so the crystal really is on you? I wonder where you’ve hidden it?" Yue Jinghua’s eyebrows twitched, feeling that Yuzhi Xiu Luo’s words sounded familiar, as a figure flashed through her mind.

"If you want me to hand over the crystal, I can do that, but I have one condition," Yue Jinghua suddenly smiled, her eyes narrowing into a crescent.

This woman’s change of face was indeed faster than flipping a book.

Yuzhi Xiu Luo seemed to be dazzled by her smile, slightly slowing his actions.

"Let my two companions go first. Once they are in a safe place, I will hand the crystal over to you," Yue Jinghua glanced back at the Path of Corpse Bones behind her, which was about to disappear soon.

"No, they can’t go," Lihua Xue felt both hate and shock. If Ni Qianjun and his group escaped, once they returned to the Rebellion Mercenary Group and reported the ins and outs of the matter to Ni Huo, and it got passed on to the Mercenary Guild, her career as a mercenary would be finished. Even the Blue Crystal wouldn’t be able to save her this time.

"Don’t worry, this Blue Diamond Task is no small matter. The people from Ni Qianjun’s Mercenary Group are mostly dead, and they have offended both Silver Scorpion and Blue Diamond. That Dark Heavenly guy, even if he escapes, will just be living on borrowed time and won’t be able to stand in the Mercenary World anymore. Who would believe his words? On the contrary, if you bring the Devil Crystal back, Blue Diamond could leap to a position above the Rebellion Mercenary Group. Your words would naturally be much more reliable than that kid’s. As for that crossbow kid, his arm is already useless; he is nothing but a cripple," Yuzhi Xiu Luo spoke with clear reasoning, and Lihua Xue thought it over, recognizing the truth in his words.

It’s better to let Ni Qianjun live like a dog than to die comfortably.

"You’re right, they say that nothing is as poisonous as a woman’s heart, and that refers to the likes of you and Lihua Xue," Yue Jinghua said through gritted teeth in admiration.

Yuzhi Xiu Luo actually seemed quite pleased and nodded in approval.

"No, if we go, we go together," Ni Qianjun, already severely injured with most of his meridians shattered, his lifeblood Red Scythe damaged, and his Dantian seriously injured, was now hanging by a thread. He shook his head, refusing to abandon Yue Jinghua no matter what.

"Look at Feng Buhui’s hand; if we don’t go now, his hand will be useless," Feng Buhui’s arm had been torn off at the shoulder. This Yuzhi Xiu Luo was indeed a monster, and the extent of his Dark Skill was unfathomable.

Feng Buhui’s face was as pale as death, and he was already at his last gasp.

Yue Jinghua covertly nodded to Ni Qianjun and forcefully pushed him, urging him to leave.

"Don’t worry, I have my own way of escaping," Yue Jinghua nodded to Ni Qianjun, feeling a slight chill in her palm; in that moment, something gleaming had appeared in her hand.

At this moment, life and death, honor and disgrace, all hung in the balance.