The Goddess is Sweet and Aloof
Chapter 317 - Chapter 317 Chapter 317 Looking Back Under the Peach Blossom_1

Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Looking Back Under the Peach Blossom_1 Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Looking Back Under the Peach Blossom_1 Deviously enchanting and shrouded in darkness, an oxymoronic character consumed by despairing madness. All these traits were displayed effortlessly by Qiao Xiaren in front of the camera.

“Demon Immortal, my lord is nearing this place. Your assault on the innocent will not go unpunished!” Fang Qianping collapses on the ground, shivering to her core as Nangong Qin approaches her with slow deliberate steps.

Especially Nangong Qin’s slightly raised brows, they always seem to bear a chilling pressure.

The Demon Immortal, she is a fairy who turned into a demon!

“Innocent?” The Demon Immortal chuckled softly, her cold and bewitching eyes narrowed to a thin line, “In this world, what is innocence? What is to harm? … This world, just like him, can’t discern right from wrong, cold and heartless!”

Her laughter grows brighter; every step closer she takes, her breathtaking beauty becomes ever more terrifying. Yet, her unparalleled beauty has an uncanny ability to make one willingly succumb.

Fang Qianping looks at the peerless beauty before her, with a dazed stare, suddenly feeling like she’s under a spell, unable to shift her gaze.

In fact, Shen Ruyin herself, who was acting in this particular scene, was so captivated that she found herself unable to look away, so enthralled that she momentarily forgot that Qiao Xiaren was her enemy.

This extreme beauty and loneliness explode in a dazzling show the moment she laughs. In truth, after the take, Shen Ruyin ran away as if she had seen a ghost. It was as if some evil specter was lurking behind her, leaving the crowd quite baffled.

“Am I beautiful?” She saw a hint of innocent shyness blushing on Fang Qianping’s face, almost a blend of embarrassment and discomfort, enticed by the extreme beauty of the woman before her.

Suddenly, the Demon Immortal burst into loud laughter, and with brutal strength, sent Fang Qianping flying with a slap: “In this world, I despise those with innocent and pure faces like yours the most.”

Then, she leisurely sprawls among the fallen petals of peach blossoms, which carpet the ground like a natural tapestry. As the petals alight on her, she looks extraordinarily beautiful amidst the broken rain.

The Demon Immortal pulls out the wine bottle at her waist and swigs a mouthful nonchalantly. The way she props up her head and her danger-laden gaze somehow gives her a devilishly charming aura.

Watching from a distance, the sight of mutilated bodies and bloodied ground, along with the dark looming skulls, Qiao Xiaren wickedly licks the corner of her lips, seemingly taking delight from the gruesome spectacle.

This scenery somehow offers a thrilling sense of eerie beauty. Especially Qiao Xiaren’s lip-licking gesture, it exudes an inexplicable allure and danger.

“Dear sir, do you find me beautiful?”

“Very… beautiful.” A scholar, unaware of the imminent danger, approaches Qiao Xiaren as if in a trance. The beauty before his eyes was so stunning that he was unable to distinguish between reality and drama.

Qiao Xiaren bursts into a seductive smile, leisurely stretching out her hand in a flirtatious gesture.

However, just after the male supporting character approaches, Nangong Qin immediately switches to a cold demeanour, brutally crushing the man’s skull with a ruthless strike. Before he could even let out a scream, his lifeless body lay on the ground, his eyes wide open in death.

“Hehe…”

Qiao Xiaren stands up, laughing coldly at the newly fallen body, her eyes showing extreme brutality: “You, too, deserve death!”

Between the fluttering strands of her hair appear lingering traces of shimmering tears. With every step she takes, she releases a burst of laughter until her face becomes expressionless.

This conflicted and complicated mentality reflects the Demon Immortal’s intricate emotions at that particular moment.

“Death, you all deserve death!”

Seemingly alerted by a noise behind her, Qiao Xiaren turns around and sees Jun Lin standing there with a sword in hand. Nangong Qin’s vibrant red robe flutters slightly in the wind, her expression, under the crimson shade, radiates an indescribable despair.

With one glance back as peach blossoms fall, amidst the stunning beauty, there lies a chilling desolateness.

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