latelenovela Chapter 158 The Little Fox Transforms into a Human, the Demon Lord is Busy Chasing His Wife - 8
Chapter 158 The Little Fox Transforms into a Human, the Demon Lord is Busy Chasing His Wife - 8
"No, how could this not be a rumor? It can't be!" She stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Yan Shuo stared straight at Feng Xiangling in front of him, only to see her face filled with disbelief, as if she had heard the most absurd thing in the world.
"They dared to bully my disciple and sister! They were simply asking for trouble! So, in a fit of rage, this Demon Lord killed them all!"
It's already unusual for a demon lord to kill people, but the fact that the victims this time were just ordinary civilians is truly astonishing.
"Disciple? When did the Demon Lord take on a disciple?"
Feng Xiangling looked at the man in front of her with suspicion, her eyes full of inquiry.
She has followed Yan Shuo for so many years, and apart from herself, no other woman has ever appeared by his side!
Moreover, as far as she knew, Yan Shuo had never had the idea of taking on disciples and had always kept his distance from women.
Faced with Feng Xiangling's questioning, Yan Shuo seemed a little impatient.
He suddenly stood up, glanced down at Feng Xiangling, and said coldly, "Why should I report my actions to you one by one?" With that, he turned to leave.
Upon seeing this, Feng Xiangling felt a sharp pain in her heart.
She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, seemingly oblivious to the pain.
Over the years, I have always been loyal to him, and I have been devoted to him wholeheartedly and without any ulterior motives.
No matter what happens, his interests are always taken into consideration first.
Countless times, she secretly hoped that one day she would win his favor and become the woman by his side.
But now, unexpectedly, he not only took on a female apprentice, but also never even glanced at her.
Thinking of this, Feng Xiangling couldn't help but bite her lip, a feeling of suffocation rising in her chest, making her feel so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.
"Your subordinate has overstepped his bounds, please forgive me, Demon Lord!"
She wanted to see who this person was who could steal her Demon Lord.
Soon, news of Yan Shuo taking on a female apprentice spread throughout Shanghai, and everyone was very curious about her.
Soon, Mu Wanwan and Feng Xiangling would meet for the first time.
Mu Wanwan lightly kicked off her shoes and, like a nimble little deer, carefully dipped her bare feet, as white and flawless as mutton fat jade, into the spirit pool.
Two adorable little feet swayed gently in the clear pool water, sometimes playfully splashing a few water droplets, and sometimes gently stirring the water, as if they were playing and frolicking with this magical water.
Just then, Mu Wanwan, who was caught off guard, suddenly felt a sharp pain in her back.
In an instant, she felt as if her chest had been torn apart, and a surge of hot blood rushed to her throat, gushing out of her mouth with a "plop".
The crimson blood quickly merged into the spirit pool water, instantly staining the originally pure and transparent pool water with a faint blood color, making it appear both eerie and tragically beautiful.
"How dare you! Who are you? How dare you be so insolent as to trespass into the Demon Lord's forbidden spiritual pool!"
With a shout of anger, Mu Wanwan endured the pain in her chest and turned her head with difficulty, her gaze falling on the person who was walking quickly towards her.
The newcomer had her hair tied in a high ponytail, and her slender body was wrapped in a black outfit. She looked dashing and heroic, but her face also had a sinister look on her face.
As the distance closed, Mu Wanwan could clearly see that icy face and those eyes that gleamed with a cold light.
"I...I am...ah..."
Mu Wanwan was about to explain when she felt a tightness in her throat and her breathing became difficult.
It turned out that the person who came had no mercy and stretched out his hands, tightly gripping her slender and delicate neck, and lifted her up like a chick.
After seeing the woman's face clearly, Mu Wanwan was startled.
Because among all the women in the entire Demon Palace, there is probably only one who can appear here—Feng Xiangling!
Moreover, Feng Xiangling's grip on Mu Wanwan had noticeably increased, as if she were filled with deep hostility and murderous intent.
"Sister, I am Master's disciple!"
"I don't care who you are, daring to trespass into the Demon Palace's sacred grounds, today is your death day!" Feng Xiangling said through gritted teeth, her eyes gleaming with even more ferocity.
Looking at the woman struggling to her death in her hands, Feng Xiangling's hatred intensified.
With such beauty, it's no wonder the Demon Lord took her as his disciple. Her looks are enough to bewitch all beings; she's practically a born seductress.
Why not take this opportunity to kill her directly? That way, she won't have a chance to seduce the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord will still belong to us.
Even if you are his disciple, you cannot trespass into the forbidden area of the Spirit Pool!
She had stayed by the Demon Lord's side for so long, fighting alongside him on the battlefield, yet he had never allowed her to come to this spirit pool.
What is this vixen in front of me? What makes her so special?
Feng Xiangling had already realized that the struggling woman she was killing had no magical power, and that strangling her was as easy as crushing an ant.
"Sister, let's talk this out! It's the Demon Lord's permission!"
Feng Xiangling looked at the incessantly chattering man with disgust, her anger growing stronger, and her hand gripping his neck tightened unconsciously.
"Master~!"
Feng Xiangling's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously let go of his hand.
Mu Wanwan instantly felt free again. Like a dying fish, she desperately opened her mouth wide, greedily and fiercely sucking in the hard-won oxygen.
When she turned around in fear, ready to apologize to the person who had just come to her rescue, she found that there was no one behind her.
There was hardly anyone there? Turns out I'd been fooled by that damned vixen!
Realizing this, Feng Xiangling became furious and started cursing, her eyes glaring fiercely at Mu Wanwan as if she wanted to devour her alive.
"You bitch! How dare you lie to me!" Feng Xiangling roared through gritted teeth.
Mu Wanwan had no mind to retaliate against the woman who insulted her, nor did she have time to think about why this woman was so vicious. All she wanted was to escape from here as soon as possible.
Because she knew in her heart that if she continued to stay here, she might really lose her life.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Xiangling waved her arm and conjured a gleaming sword out of thin air.
She gripped the sword hilt with both hands and pushed forward with all her might.
While running wildly, Mu Wanwan felt a sharp pain in her back. She stumbled, lost her balance, and fell straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
"Ah—" With a scream, Mu Wanwan fell heavily to the ground.
She struggled to get up, but the pain in her back made it almost impossible for her to move.
As Feng Xiangling approached step by step, Mu Wanwan thought to herself, "This woman is really ruthless!"
She lay on the ground, using all her strength to get up! Sitting on the ground, she closed her eyes, not daring to look at the sword piercing her chest.
Sweat poured down her forehead, and she bit her lip, unwilling to give up.
A moment later, she felt as if something was slowly draining from her body.
"Yan Shuo, I'm going to die! Save me!"
"A fox?" Feng Xiangling exclaimed softly.
Mu Wanwan's originally slender and graceful figure gradually blurred, and amidst the flashes of light, a small, exquisite, snow-white fox lay lifeless on the ground.
"Feng Xiangling, what are you doing?"