Chapter 120: Don’t Say Anything
Jin Congcong rushed out from behind the crowd and ran towards the man quickly. He slapped the man in the face and then ran back quickly.
After running back, he put his hands on his hips and said, "I'll beat you to death for scolding Ruo'er!"
Everyone: ...
Cen Nan looked at him puzzled and asked, "Why don't you slap him a few more times? This is not like you."
Jin Congcong glanced at him smugly: "I'm so swift and powerful that I can't even stop an ear. If I slap him a few more times, what if he reacts and hits me back?"
Cen Nan:......
The man was instantly furious after being slapped, but his body was in so much pain and he was tied up, so he could only stare at Jin Congcong, wishing he could kill him with his eyes.
"Ruo'er..." Jin Congcong shrank his neck, "Make sure you tie him up tightly, he won't rush over and slap me twice."
Bu Ruo waved her hand: "Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of when someone is about to die."
Jin Congcong patted his chest: "That's good~That's good~By the way, Ruo'er..."
"Even if you practice, you can't fly to the sky, so please stop talking."
Jin Congcong: ...
The woman in green was helped up by her tribesmen and wanted to lead them back, but the fire in the Huan Clan was so fierce that almost all the houses were on fire, and they had nowhere to retreat.
"What do you guys want?"
Bu Ruo put her hands behind her back and said, "Didn't I make it clear just now? We are here to seek revenge. What do you think we should do? Are you going to treat them to a meal in exchange for revenge?"
The woman in green choked and said, "Tell me, what exactly do you want in exchange for letting us go?"
"No way."
"I can teach you the skills of our Illusion Clan. While they won't grant you immortality, they can certainly prolong your life. As long as you practice well, living for hundreds of years isn't impossible."
"Prolong life?" Jin Congcong's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to get closer to Bu Ruo, he was glared back.
"You want to prolong your life? By then, we'll all have attained enlightenment and ascended to become immortals, leaving you to live in poverty for a few hundred years?"
Bu Ruo laughed: "Well...even if you have the skills, you may not live for hundreds of years. Without us, you will starve to death in a few months."
Jin Congcong listened to Bu Ruo's words and began to imagine his own life without them...
"Ruo'er, can I go slap that woman?! She actually wants me to be homeless, without family and friends, and then have to beg on the streets and compete with stray dogs for food, and then I can't even win..."
"She has no good intentions! I want to slap her!"
Bi'er couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Mr. Jin, you really are..."
Before she finished speaking, Bi'er saw Jin Congcong continue to say seriously: "This is all true. If you were all gone and I were the only one left in this world, that would be my fate."
"No, even if the master achieves great success in the future, he will definitely make arrangements for you before he leaves."
But Bu Ruo turned his head and said: "The premise is that he doesn't think about those crooked ways, otherwise he won't even be able to compete with wild dogs for food."
The woman in green heard what they said and knew she couldn't escape this time. "I heard them call you Princess, so you must know the Heavenly Master of your Great Zhou. Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you. We, the Illusion Clan, belong to the Heavenly Master, and the technique was given to us by him."
"If the Heavenly Master knew that our Illusion Clan was destroyed by you today, he would definitely kill you when you return."
The woman in green wanted to see shock, fear, and hesitation in Buruo's eyes, but there was nothing, nothing at all. Buruo's eyes were as calm as water.
"You don't need to tell me. I already guessed it when you said your technique could last you hundreds of years. It's a shame that you treat such a low-quality thing like a treasure."
"Prolong your life and live a few more years. Then what? Have you ever thought about what happens after death?"
"You cultivate by absorbing the souls of the living. After death, you will be eaten by evil spirits. You will suffer terribly and then turn into ashes. But it doesn't matter. You won't live to see that day anyway."
"Phantom, it's okay now."
Phantom nodded, formed seals with his hands again, and countless fireballs flew towards the members of the Illusion Clan, but this time no one could stop the fireballs.
"Please spare us, we are innocent. This woman bewitched us. She said that if we could find your mother's whereabouts, she would be able to let us live for hundreds of years."
"Yeah, this is none of our business. It's all this woman's fault. She was the one who kept trying to find your mother and burn her to death. She was also the one who used that witchcraft to capture your mother. If it weren't for her witchcraft, your mother wouldn't have died so tragically."
"Your mother is the most talented of our Illusion Clan. If she hadn't practiced evil magic, there's no way your mother would have been her match."
Phantom looked at the people in front of him and said in a cold voice: "You... none of you are innocent. I saw it clearly back then. Every one of you who was there! Every one of you! You shouted to burn my mother to death, and every one of you added fuel to the fire!"
"You teamed up with her to harm my parents for your own selfish desires. You... deserve to die!"
Many people were hit by the fireballs, wailing and begging for mercy: "Let us go, we can burn the tribe leader to death, we can burn the tribe leader to death to vent your anger, as long as you let us go."
"Your mother is such a kind person. If she were still alive, she would never watch you burn us all to death and let the Illusion Clan disappear."
A mocking smile played at the corner of Phantom's mouth. "If my mother were still alive... If my mother were still alive, she would only regret that she was soft-hearted and didn't kill you out of camaraderie. Otherwise, when you framed them, the Phantom Clan would have been wiped out."
After saying that, Phantom just stood there, watching without blinking as the members of the Phantom Clan fell one by one after being engulfed by the fire.
"Dad, Mom, I've avenged you. It was the princess who helped me get revenge. The princess is a very kind person and treats me well. Dad, Mom, you can rest assured. I hope she will bless you and the princess in heaven."
Bu Ruo walked over and patted Meiying's hand: "You should be happy that you've avenged yourself. If you're still worried about your parents, you can ask Qian Luan to help you find out whether your parents have been reincarnated and how they are doing."
Phantom looked at Bu Ruo in shock: "Princess...Princess, is it really possible? But Qian Luan is not..." Is this what the King of Hell lets you use when you are in danger?
Bu Ruo naturally understood what Meiying meant and glanced at Qian Luan with a smile: "Sure, why not? It doesn't matter who uses it."
Qian Luan nodded like a lackey: "Sure, sure, I'll do anything you ask me to do. I'll go right away, right away!"
Looking at Qian Luan disappearing before his eyes, Jin Congcong cast an envious glance at him again.
Not long after, Bu Ruo made sure that no one from the Illusion Tribe was alive. He turned to look at the leader of the Willow Tribe and said, "Let's go, Beast Tribe!"
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