"Don't be afraid, I'll make sure you die a quick and painless death. I usually prefer the blood of young, strong men, but a woman as beautiful as you also makes me want to taste you. And while I'm at it, I'll peel off your skin. Such perfect skin and such a pretty face, it would be such a waste to turn you into a dried-up corpse. Hehehe..." Mosquito Taoist licked his red lips and let out a series of eerie laughs.
As the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect, what kind of scene hasn't Qiu Honglei seen?
But this woman was too strange. The thought of dying at her hands, having her skin peeled off, and not finding peace even in death, sent chills down her spine.
Zu An felt a chill run down his spine. This guy was called Mosquito Taoist, not Literary Taoist. Could she be a mosquito spirit?
Mosquitoes suck blood, and a mosquito that's become so intelligent would surely drain a person dry.
Seeing her slowly walking towards them, it was clear that the light from Qiu Honglei's lantern was becoming less and less binding on her. Both of them were extremely anxious, but faced with the absolute difference in strength, they couldn't think of any solutions for the time being.
Suddenly, Zu'an caught a glimpse of an oil lamp on the table. An idea struck him, and he picked up the lamp, poured the oil onto the silk threads beside it, and then threw the lit lamp over.
With a loud bang, the silk threads instantly burst into flames, which spread rapidly along the threads. Mosquito Taoist cried out in alarm and hurriedly tried to retract his whisk. Normally, even when facing fire-type ability users, their flames might not be able to burn the agile whisk. But just now, being covered by that yellow light, all his movements became slow motion, which is why he was burned so badly.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zuan rammed into the door next to him.
"What happened?" The commotion finally alerted the other independent players, who rushed over upon hearing the news.
Seeing Qiu Honglei seemingly defenseless as she was held in Zu'an's arms, the other players were enraged:
"You brat, where do you think you're going!"
"Release our Holy Maiden!"
The anger of the casual players +555 +555 +555...
Seeing everyone rushing towards him, Zu'an was both angry and anxious: "Are you blind? Can't you see the situation?"
The group of people were stunned. They had never seen such an arrogant prisoner before. Just as they were about to retaliate, a figure rushed out of the house.
The whisk in Mosquito Taoist's hand was now pitted and dented from the burning, and many of the white threads on it had turned black. There was also a faint smell of burning in the air.
Even her apricot-yellow Taoist robe had several holes burned in it, revealing the flesh underneath, which made several male wanderers keep staring at her. Although this woman was not as beautiful as the saintess, she still had a certain charm.
Mosquito Taoist rushed out, intending to chase after Zu An and his companion, but seeing so many more people, she couldn't help but frown and hesitated to make any rash moves.
Zuan and Qiu Honglei were afraid of upsetting her, so for a moment the scene fell into an eerie silence.
Just then, a dark object rolled down from the roof with a loud bang, startling everyone.
The closest person, Feng Sanren, stared intently and exclaimed, "How come there's a mummified corpse here? Hmm, those clothes look familiar..."
Immediately following was a scream: "This...this is the Ice Wanderer!"
Although he had become a mummified corpse, his clothes and appearance were still vaguely recognizable.
Everyone else was shocked, and Qiu Honglei hurriedly said, "She is the murderer!"
She finally realized why Bing Sanren hadn't responded when she asked him earlier, and why he hadn't come in to help even though they had been fighting inside for a long time. After all, he was originally responsible for keeping watch on the roof.
As Zuan stared at the mummy-like skeleton, he couldn't help but swallow hard. He had originally thought that since the creature was a mosquito spirit, it would definitely suck blood, at most sucking more than a regular mosquito, but who would have thought it would be sucked dry like a corpse?
As the group of people were horrified by the sight of Bing Sanren's gruesome death, Mosquito Taoist suddenly moved. Her whisk suddenly grew larger and then struck Huo Sanren in the chest, who was not far away.
Huo Sanren was caught off guard and didn't have time to raise his elemental armor. He was hit by the whisk, coughed up blood, and flew backward into a nearby house. His fate is unknown.
Clearly, the experience of being burned inside had left Mosquito Taoist quite unhappy, and to avoid repeating the same mistake, her first choice was to attack Fire Wanderer.
Then she flashed and suddenly appeared next to Shui Sanren.
Although water-type attacks are weak, they can often heal teammates. If you don't take him down first, you may end up in a long battle.
With his extensive combat experience, Mosquito Taoist couldn't possibly be unaware of this, so after dealing with Fire Wanderer, he charged straight at Water Wanderer.
Shui Sanren was an old man who had lived most of his life and was naturally very experienced. Sensing something was wrong, he immediately activated a water elemental shield, forming a transparent ball of light around himself. At the same time, he swung his staff and struck directly in front of him.
There was no time to use elemental skills; all they could do was use physical attacks to see if they could hold her off for a moment. If they could just stall her for a while, their companions would be able to come and help.
But the opponent's figure suddenly changed in that instant, causing his staff strike to miss.
At this moment, Mosquito Taoist had arrived in front of him, a cold smile appearing on his red lips, and his fair hand slowly rose and gently patted the water-based protective shield.
Shui Sanren thought, "You're not my elemental counter, so how easy is it for you to break my elemental shield?"
However, his composure immediately froze, because he noticed that his transparent protective shield was slapped by the seemingly weak hand of the other party, and then cracks appeared on it. Then the other party turned his palm into a fist and struck the shield again.
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