latelenovela Chapter 135 doesn't need such a large opening.
Chapter 135 doesn't need such a large opening.
The next second, she swiftly reached out and accurately grabbed Si Jingnian's hand holding the dagger, forcefully taking the dagger away.
At this moment, Shen Qingyao's eyes were filled with helplessness and reproach.
"There was no need to make such a big cut," she said with a soft sigh.
When Shen Qingyao stopped him like that, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Si Jingnian's face.
However, he quickly regained his composure and obediently allowed Shen Qingyao to gently cut one of his fingers with the dagger in her hand.
In an instant, bright red blood flowed out of Si Jingnian's injured finger like a flood bursting its banks, dripping one drop after another into the cinnabar that had been prepared below.
As Si Jingnian's blood was incorporated, a dazzling golden light suddenly shone, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, instantly piercing through the darkness and illuminating the entire array that Shen Qingyao had meticulously set up.
The dazzling light seemed to contain endless power and mystery, making it impossible to look directly at it.
Just as Shen Qingyao successfully completed the mysterious and powerful formation, suddenly, two extremely shrill screams pierced the sky, sending chills down one's spine.
Looking at this team now, it is completely different from when it first set off.
The original large group of dozens of people has now dwindled to just a handful: Shen Qingyao, Si Jingnian, Ruan Hongshuang, the bald monk, and the middle-aged man who had been relentlessly pursuing Shen Qingyao.
The man who had been harassing Shen Qingyao earlier was now clutching the bead he had snatched from Secretary Chen, desperately dodging the large, relentless pursuer behind him. He staggered, looking utterly disheveled.
"Senior Sister, quickly lure it over here!"
Shen Qingyao shouted loudly, her voice clear and resonant. As the formation was completed, a glint of light flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Upon hearing Shen Qingyao's call, Ruan Hongshuang stepped forward without hesitation.
Like a nimble cheetah, she swiftly charged towards the ferocious giant rice dumpling, successfully attracting its attention.
Subsequently, Ruan Hongshuang skillfully adjusted the route, leading the terrifying monster step by step towards the formation set up by Shen Qingyao.
As Ruan Hongshuang drew closer and closer to the formation, victory seemed within reach.
Worryingly, her speed gradually slowed down, as if her strength had been completely exhausted.
Meanwhile, the terrifying giant rice dumpling was only a step away from her.
Shen Qingyao's heart jumped into her throat, and she was so nervous that she could hardly breathe.
She stared wide-eyed at the scene before her, her hands unconsciously clenching into fists, her palms sweaty.
However, at this moment, even though she was extremely anxious, she could only watch helplessly as Ruan Hongshuang faced a life-or-death crisis.
At this moment, she was completely focused on guarding the mysterious and powerful formation in front of her, and large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.
But she dared not be distracted for even a moment, because the slightest mistake would prevent her from successfully igniting the formation at the crucial moment and burning that terrifying giant rice dumpling to death.
At this critical moment, a dazzling golden light flashed like lightning and struck the giant zongzi's thick, powerful arms with perfect accuracy.
Caught off guard by this sudden attack, the giant rice dumpling, which had been moving with lightning speed, abruptly stopped and its speed noticeably decreased.
It was during this fleeting moment that Ruan Hongshuang, who had been struggling on the brink of life and death, finally seized this rare glimmer of hope.
She gritted her teeth, mustered all her strength, and leaped up, gracefully crossing the array's defensive line like a nimble swallow.
However, the vicious giant rice dumpling did not give up; it continued to relentlessly pursue Ruan Hongshuang.
In the blink of an eye, one of the giant rice dumplings' feet had already stepped into the array's range.
Seeing this, Shen Qingyao, who was standing to the side, became unusually firm in her gaze, without the slightest hesitation or fear.
She quickly took out the lighter that Si Jingnian had just given her, gently pressed the switch, and with a crisp "click," a cluster of golden flames instantly shot out from the lighter's nozzle.
At this moment, Shen Qingyao seemed to be holding a peerless divine weapon. She carefully pinched the flickering flame with her fingers, and then threw it hard towards the center of the formation without hesitation.
In an instant, the entire formation erupted like a powder keg that had been ignited, bursting into flames.
Flames shot into the sky, and thick smoke billowed, instantly trapping the giant rice dumpling firmly in the center.
Only at this moment did the giant rice dumpling finally realize that something was wrong. It began to twist its body frantically, trying to break free from the layers of flames and escape.
However, to its utter surprise, the moment it touched those seemingly ordinary flames, those flames, like an extremely ferocious and venomous snake, swiftly climbed up its massive body.
The raging flames, like a ferocious beast, pounced on the giant rice dumpling with astonishing speed.
In an instant, flames shot into the sky, illuminating the entire space as brightly as day.
As this heart-stopping scene unfolded, a series of piercing and horrific screams emanated from the giant rice dumpling's mouth, as if it were enduring the cruelest torture imaginable.
These screams were like sharp daggers, piercing the eardrums of everyone present, causing their hearts to tremble involuntarily and giving rise to a sense of horror.
The giant rice dumpling struggled desperately in the sea of fire, but ultimately could not escape the merciless engulfment of the flames.
Before long, it was completely engulfed by the raging fire, eventually turning into a pile of black charcoal and collapsing to the ground with a thud.
As the giant rice dumpling fell, a pungent and unpleasant odor immediately filled the surrounding air.
The smell was a mixture of the stench of burnt flesh and the smoke from the fire, making one want to vomit.
Just then, Shen Qingyao, who had been in a state of high tension, finally breathed a sigh of relief. A look of surprise appeared on her face. She suddenly raised her head and looked eagerly at the savior who had just successfully rescued Ruan Hongshuang from danger.
The one who acted decisively just now was actually the monk whose presence hadn't been very strong throughout.
He stood there quietly, his once simple monk's robe now splattered with sparks, leaving several charred marks.
Nevertheless, his posture remained upright like a pine tree, giving people a sense of composure and reliability.
"Thank you so much, Master, for your timely help! If it weren't for your prompt assistance, my senior sister would probably be dead today."
Shen Qingyao quickly stepped forward, bowed deeply to the monk, and sincerely thanked him.
Seeing this, Ruan Hongshuang quickly followed Shen Qingyao's gaze. When she saw the person in front of her, she instantly understood—it turned out that the one who had just saved her life was this seemingly inconspicuous monk.
Ruan Hongshuang has always been forthright and honest, never pretentious. Naturally, she felt endless gratitude towards her savior.