Successor Goddess of Death (Series 2)
264. Raining
He looked at Song Fan's bluish face and did not put up any more great resistance and slammed the wounded body into the ground.
Song Fan fell in a supine position while coughing up blood, he stepped towards the half-dead Song Fan then stomped on Song Fan's chest.
"Don't you say you want to drink my blood ? Why don't you do it ?" Ask her gently.
He crouched down with one of his legs still on top of Song Fan's chest and his hand grabbed Song Fan's chin.
"I'm asking you !" He said with great emphasis, he suppressed his incision.
"Armghhh ! You're an animal !" Song Fan said coldly and full of blood.
"Yes, I'm an animal ! Why if I'm an animal ? Even if I am an animal, you are still unworthy to touch a strand of my hair ! Because, you're a piece of trash !" He said with a terrible flash.
If he did not remember being on top of the arena then he would be even more brutal in comparison to this, he would not hesitate to do something even more terrifying than this.
For someone who dared to dare her try to kill him. Then he must give the man a punishment that scares him in 3 lives.
Song Fan's gaze turned dim as he pressed his chest even stronger, blood flowing from the 7 holes in Song Fan's head.
Before the end, Song Fan had actually died this time. He only gave a cold snort and felt nothing in his heart.
He raised his head and looked towards Yuanzheng Yuwen who was looking at him with a complicated gaze.
He looked at Yuanzheng Yuwen with hidden sadness, then turned his face and looked the other way.
For a moment, the arena froze. He fell into pain, finally people knew how bad his nature was.
After this, Yuanzheng Yuwen must have stayed away from him. Everyone was always like that, everyone shunned him after knowing his vices.
They considered him a cold-hearted monster and a criminal with unforgivable sin.
His robe was fluttering violently, as if he could feel his profound sadness. The sky also grieved for him, heavy rain began to fall.
He still stood on top of the arena and looked back at Yuanzheng Yuwen with a cold and untouchable gaze behind the rushing rain.
Rainwater flushed down his body in a way that could not be prevented, he once again looked at the man with emotion that could not be explained with words.
He was not someone who was kind, he was not someone who was gentle, he was not someone who could easily say what he wanted.
He had hidden himself too long behind a layer of masks that he himself had forgotten about himself.
1 Hour passed and Xue Fenghuang already got a green bracelet that signified her as the one who entered the next round.
He returned to his seat quietly, the pavilion looked awkward and he did not want to open the slightest sound.
With the bracelet given by Yuanzheng Yuwen, it dried up in an instant. He looked into Yuanzheng Yuwen's eyes emotionlessly.
"Fenghuang, are you okay ? Your face is too grim. " Said Feng Taoran worriedly.
"I'm fine. "Lied without blinking.
He observed the match with his head-supporting hand, he drank the wine straight from the urn very quickly not even giving the slightest pause.
The match was going very slowly in his eyes, he had already exhausted 3 wine jars boredly.
"Fenghuang, don't drink anymore. " Say Feng Taoran firmly.
"What are you afraid of Feng Ge ?" He asked Feng Taoran while smiling bitterly.
"I just want to drink one more jar, please give it to me. I only drank 3 urns and with the one in your hand, it became 4 . Only 4, why do you have to worry ?" He asked while lowering his eyelashes.
"This is no ordinary wine, Fenghuang. Drinking more than 2 urns will create hallucinations in those who drink it, because you have a strong alcohol tolerance then drinking 3 should be okay. But, if you drink 4 jars then no one will be able to guess whether you will fall into a hallucination or not. It's better to keep watch, than you're drowning in hallucinations and won't be able to come back. " Say Feng Taoran firmly.
He laughed bitterly hearing this.
"How could there be such a dangerous drink ?" Ask her with laughter.
"I'm not going to give it to you anymore. " Said Feng Taoran. He who heard this could only sigh softly.
12 Hours later
Everything was determined and again, only his pavilion was intact. Everything worked to get into the next round.
Zhao Lu had been moved to another room because most of the disciples were dead and the inn room was empty.
He came back with a shunt step and he took out some medicinal powder from his spatial ring.
His body was very tired, his mind was very tired, but he could not fall asleep. He dissolved the powder into a teacup and drank it in one gulp.
A bitter and hot taste spread throughout his body, he started walking to the bed and closed his eyes.
This was a sleeping pill made by him, if someone else were to drink then one bottle of this medicinal powder would make that person sleep for 3 days.
But , even when he put in 3 bottles, it still could not make him to go straight to sleep. The bitter taste of the medicine made him feel strange, he did not like bitter for a long time.
He hated everything bitter.
He begins to fall into his nightmares, nightmares like the daily news that always comes to him.
It was the 17th day of the first month, when it was in winter. He was walking alone in the winter in solitude.
He tried to beg again and finally gave up hope while carrying the head of the doll he used.
He walked along the street and saw countless people selling fireworks along the way. He wanted to buy it, but he couldn't.
He saw that his friend had bought fireworks and started playing with his parents, he looked at his friend with envy.
Didn't expect that his friend's parents' wallet had fallen, so he unhesitatingly walked across to get the wallet.
"Mrs, this is your wallet. " Say it weakly.
Her friend's mother turned her head and saw that it was her purse and took her purse. Then checking the contents, it turned out to be empty.
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