109: Could it be that Aunt Bai was infected with the kind of love poison that can only be cured by injection?

Lu Ming looked at Ying Shisan, who was kneeling before him, his face filled with mockery.

The Thunder Spear in his right hand glowed with a faint electric light, its tip pressed against Ying Shisan’s forehead, and he sneered contemptuously.

“Why aren’t you pretending anymore? Didn’t you say that in your domain, even a god has to prostrate?”

Lu Ming’s voice wasn’t loud, but every word was like a knife, stabbing at Ying Shisan’s fragile self-esteem.

Ying Shisan raised his head; his eyes held not only confusion but also an inexpressible fear.

He could feel that his spiritual power had truly been drained, like a balloon instantly popped, leaving not a trace.

“You… what exactly did you do?!”

His voice trembled, filled with a hysterical despair.

Damn it, I knew I shouldn’t have acted so arrogant!

The prey he thought he could easily crush instantly turned into the hunter.

The huge disparity made his face contort in rage, and regret spread wildly in his heart.

But where in this world could one find a cure for regret?

If you act arrogant, you must bear the consequences of failing at it.

And Lu Ming truly loved such arrogant fools.

He sneered, pressing the tip of the Thunder Spear even closer to his forehead.

The icy touch made Ying Shisan shiver violently.

Only then did he realize that he was now a useless piece of trash, utterly defenseless.

And this human brat in front of him could take his life at any moment.

“Don’t kill me, you can’t kill me!”

Ying Shisan’s pupils contracted sharply, his voice filled with terror and pleading.

“As soon as I die, the other Shadow Guards will immediately pinpoint your location! If I die, you won’t survive either!”

He had completely lost his earlier arrogance, like a dog trampled underfoot, wagging its tail, begging for its master’s pity.

Lu Ming’s lips curved into a cold smile.

He didn’t speak, just watched him quietly, his eyes filled with contempt, as if he were watching a clown.

“How wonderful!”

Lu Ming raised an eyebrow, a hint of playfulness in his voice.

“You’re still threatening me when death is at your doorstep?”

Ying Shisan’s face turned ashen.

“I… I’m not lying to you!”

“There’s a secret technique among Shadow Guards; as soon as I die, they’ll be able to sense my location!

They… they are currently lurking near Linyuan City, you… if you kill me, it’s like attracting them!”

“Heh heh…”

Lu Ming suddenly laughed, and the Thunder Spear in his hand once again glowed with dazzling electric light.

“No… no!!”

Ying Shisan’s pupils contracted sharply; his face was filled with despair.

“Puff!”

The Thunder Spear thrust out without hesitation, instantly piercing through his head.

Blood splattered, and Ying Shisan’s body instantly transformed into a puddle of black blood, absorbed by the earth.

Lu Ming’s idea was also very simple.

Rather than keeping a potential threat that could backfire at any moment, it was better to just let him die.

Lu Ming looked back at the faint glow of the torches from Linyuan City, his deep gaze seemingly able to penetrate the darkness.

He knew that fleeing towards Linyuan City now would undoubtedly be walking into a trap.

Therefore, they could only lay low in the Black Abyss for now.

He turned around and gently picked up Bai Qiuyue.

Bai Qiuyue’s body was still somewhat weak; she leaned in Lu Ming’s arms, looking at him with complex eyes.

“You… don’t mind me.”

Her voice was very soft, carrying a hint of weakness and self-reproach, “I’m dragging you down.”

She knew her own situation clearly.

The Evil God’s curse had entered her body, relentlessly invading her essence.

Even if she could safely return to Daxia, she wouldn’t live for many more years.

Lu Ming’s footsteps didn’t falter in the slightest; he glanced at her indifferently, a playful curve on his lips.

“What? You want to be hit again?”

Bai Qiuyue’s cheeks instantly flushed red; she tightly wrapped her arms around Lu Ming’s neck, burying her head deeper, afraid he would see her embarrassed expression.

“I… I was doing that to let you escape,” she whispered in defense, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.

Lu Ming didn’t speak again, only tightened his arms around her a bit more.

He could feel her body’s weakness, but more than that, her helplessness and dependence.

He knew she didn’t really want him to abandon her; she was just afraid she would become a burden to him.

“Just rest easy, I’ll take you out of here,” Lu Ming’s voice was calm and certain, as if he were stating the most ordinary thing.

Bai Qiuyue’s heart warmed; she didn’t speak again, just quietly leaned her head on his shoulder, feeling the warmth and strength emanating from him.

At this moment, all her unease and fear vanished into thin air.

This brat was surprisingly reassuring.

Perhaps feeling that she didn’t have many days left to live, Bai Qiuyue’s shyness and struggle gradually faded.

In its place was a sense of nonchalant acceptance.

Anyway, she was going to die; to die in the arms of this scoundrel, Lu Ming.

It seemed… not too bad.

Little Li, I’m sorry, but I’ll borrow your husband for a few days.

Lu Ming’s embrace was very warm, his broad chest emitting a faint scent that made her feel more at ease than ever before.

Like a kitten that had finally found its owner, she rubbed her head against his neck, letting out a satisfied sigh.

The Evil God’s curse was like a venomous snake, coiled within her body, constantly eroding her essence.

This bone-deep pain made her body cold, but Lu Ming’s embrace was like a ball of fire, dispelling the chill from her body and the despair from her heart.

What made her even more uneasy was the uncontrollable emotions.

Since the curse entered her body, she often felt her heart race and her cheeks flush, especially when Lu Ming made those intimate gestures; she even felt a strange sweetness.

This was very bad; this feeling was like the legendary love-gu.

But she couldn’t resist, and even… became somewhat addicted.

She no longer thought about so-called dignity and status, nor did she think about herAbout to disappear life.

In Lu Ming’s arms, she was just a kitten seeking warmth.

She even, by some strange impulse, licked Lu Ming’s neck.

Sensing her subtle movement, Lu Ming’s body stiffened slightly.

His peripheral vision shifted downwards.

And he met Aunt Bai’s face, which was flushed like a peach blossom.

Her beautiful eyes, as bright as stars, were now half-closed in a daze.

As her gaze shifted, it carried a hint of charm and shyness he had never seen before.

Something seemed amiss.

Was this woman afflicted by a curse or… that kind of love-gu that only a shot could cure?

Fortunately, this ambiguous atmosphere didn’t last long.

A powerful aura, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, swept forth from the depths of the Black Abyss.

That aura was cold, vast, and carried a world-destroying pressure that made it almost impossible to breathe.

Lu Ming’s brows furrowed; he could feel that this aura was several times stronger than Ying Shisan’s.

If the one who came wasn’t an arrogant fool, they would surely die.

Bai Qiuyue also instantly sobered up.

She suddenly looked up, the daze in her eyes instantly replaced by solemnity.

“Quick! Head due east; you can use the waterfall to hide the Shadow Guard’s aura on you.”

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