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Chapter 353 - Muddled One
Seeing that the blade was about to hit the Second Deity, Li Huowang elongated his bronze coin sword into a whip and hit it away.
“Wait!” Li Huowang ran up and stood between them. “Wait, she’s not the Muddled One. She’s my wife!”
Hearing this, Ji Xiang placed down the wish wood and asked, feeling confused, “Your wife? I don’t believe it! Ask her to remove her red veil. I don’t want the Muddled One to try and trick us.”
At that moment, without waiting for Li Huowang’s approval, Shen Tugang gently hit the drum on his waist. In response, the Second Deity’s drum rang out as well, almost as if they were conversing.
Once the sound of the drums stopped, the Second Deity removed the red veil on her face.
“Aiya! What is that? Junior Er, is she really your wife?” Everyone was shocked to see the Second Deity’s half-human half-beast face.
Li Huowang just ignored them and pulled the Second Deity a distance away. “Why are you here? Where is Miaomiao? Did she follow us?”
The Second Deity shook her head and trembled as she hugged Li Huowang’s waist. She had three feline eyes, and all of them contained her love for him. “Husband... I miss you.”
Her sharp fang bit Li Huowang’s neck shallowly as two tongues came out and licked his neck.
“Enough!” Li Huowang held her properly and looked at her seriously. “I don’t have time for this. This place is very dangerous and you must leave now!” n ovel.com
“Husband, are you worried about me?” The Second Deity smiled, her mouth opening all the way to her ears.
Li Huowang approached her and held her head before looking into her largest eye. “Leave here, now!”
“Alright.” A long tongue licked his face. Then, she left with a mysterious smile.
“Mother?”
At that moment, a voice rang inside his ears that caused him to feel even more sullen as he said, “Shh! She’s not your mother!”
“Junior Er, is she really your wife?” Tuoba Danqing was so shocked that he completely stopped playing with the walnuts in his hand.
In response, wIthout waiting for Li Huowang to explain, Shen Tugang said in an unfriendly voice, “Why? Do you have a problem with it?”
Then, he turned toward Li Huowang and nodded approvingly, “She’s a good girl. Don’t mess up.”
“Alright alright, that’s enough. Let’s continue our mission. We are here to get a Muddled One and not on a date.” Ji Xiang said anxiously.
Li Huowang looked at where the Second Deity disappeared before continuing their journey into the village. He was afraid that the Second Deity would ignore his warning and bring Miaomiao into the village.
Meanwhile, Ji Xiang’s golden abacus once again started clicking while Tuoba Danqing started playing with his walnuts. The sounds they generated covered the entire village.
At the same time, Li Huowang also raised his awareness, afraid of the Muddled One suddenly appearing.
They kept walking until they saw a collapsed wall. Through it, they saw several shadows standing underneath the guava trees.
After looking carefully, Li Huowang saw that those weren’t humans but were instead human dolls made from straw and other plant materials. Their surroundings were also very clean.
Just as Li Huowang was wondering whether the Muddled One was the one who did that, Hong Da threw out two small rusty knives toward it, destroying those effigies in an instant.
“Aaaaaa...” A sharp voice rang out from the depths of the village.
“Let’s go!” Shen Tugang, who had been bored until now, immediately leaped into action as he hit the drum on his waist while running toward the source of the voice.
For some reason, his chants were much different than Li Zhi’s and Bai Lingmiao’s. His chants were exceedingly domineering.
“Hear me out for there are monsters in the city! Swallow them whole so peace befalls us! I call for the Immortals and they must come! I call for the Gods and they must listen!”
Li Huowang suddenly felt as if all of the colors around him were being drained, leaving behind a world of monotonous gray.
He felt goosebumps on his skin. He knew that something was here, but he didn’t know what.
Shen Tugang’s was visibly different from the other Shamans.
He might be as strong as Dan Yangzi. I wonder where Ji Xiang found him.
“Er Jiu, borrow my blade!” Hong Da passed a rusted blade to Li Huowang.
Seeing this, Li Huowang nodded and accepted the blade.
The shouting in the distance meant that Shen Tugang and Ji Xiang had found the Muddled One. The sound of drums and abacus encompassed the entire village, causing their surroundings to start shivering and twisting.
Even though the Muddled One hadn’t revealed herself, it was clear that they were already fighting.
Li Huowang had many killing techniques but none of them would work for now.
However, rather than just waiting, Li Huowang decided to use what he could. He bit his finger and used his blood to draw a talisman.
He didn’t know if it would work, but there was no harm in trying.
After remembering the pattern on the skull that he had brought here, he started looking around to find a similar pattern.
Amidst the chaos, Li Huowang looked everywhere before suddenly looking down at the rusted blade in his hand. The rusted blade that he had loaned from Hong Da was pointing at an abandoned well. There was a spider web at the top of the well. contemporary romance
The spider web was torn, and the pattern on it looked similar to what he had seen on the skull.
Does Hong Da’s rusted blade amplify fortune-telling powers?
Li Huowang unsheathed his weapon and slowly approached the well. Once at the well, he carefully cut off the vines and looked down, only to find someone standing in the well, leaving him shocked.
When the person inside felt the light coming from above and raised their head, Li Huowang instinctively looked away to prevent himself from looking into their eyes.
At the same time, Li Huowang shouted at everyone, “Quick! There’s ...”
However, he suddenly stopped.
“Wait, what did I want to say? Why am I here?”
When the others heard his voice, they looked at Li Huowang. Feeling puzzled, Tuoba Danqing asked him, “Junior Er, why are you holding the rusted blade while standing at the side of that well?”
“Rusted blade?” Li Huowang looked at Tuoba Danqing, Ji Xiang, and Shen Tugang. “Wait, where did the rusted blade come from? Why is it in my hands?”
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