I Can Devour Spirits

Lv Qingzhu stood behind the others, looking at Fan Yuanhai’s corpse, her eyes full of suspicion.

She was very clear that when she left, there was no corpse of Fan Yuanhai in this ruined temple, but now Fan Yuanhai was here, and had become a dried corpse.

Lv Qingzhu’s gaze swept across Duan Rong’s side profile; she remembered that when she and Ah Mo reached the official road, Fan Yuanhai had asked her about Duan Rong.

Lv Qingzhu had already guessed eight out of ten in her mind. Fan Yuanhai should have been killed by Duan Rong.

Duan Rong felt Lv Qingzhu’s gaze; he turned his head and his gaze collided with hers.

From Lv Qingzhu’s clear and resolute gaze at him, Duan Rong immediately understood that Lv Qingzhu had already guessed that he killed Fan Yuanhai.

Duan Rong’s eyes were deep, staring at Lv Qingzhu.

Lv Qingzhu pressed her lips together, avoiding Duan Rong’s gaze. She was not one to meddle in others’ affairs, and besides, she had no evidence.

Moreover, it seemed that Fan Yuanhai was the one who sought out Duan Rong first and ended up getting killed by him instead.

Seeing Lv Qingzhu silent, Duan Rong felt slightly relieved.

After all, if Lv Qingzhu wanted to expose him, she would have to explain what happened in the ruined temple before and after, so she and Duan Rong’s intimate affair inside the temple wouldn’t be hidden.

How could Lv Qingzhu speak of it?

Moreover, Duan Rong could also feel that Lv Qingzhu had no intention of exposing him at all.

After the others finished counting the corpses in the ruined temple, they walked out and continued to patrol in the dense forest.

After everyone had patrolled the wild dense forest here, the western sky’s residual light was as red as blood, the sky like a fresh wound cut open by a knife.

Zhu Qunxiang led the group across the official road towards another area of the dense forest.

Shen Mizi was hung in a certain place in the dense forest, watching the light gradually dim, her heart being submerged in terror little by little.

The night was about to fall...

She wanted to scream for help, but she dared not. She feared the cries would attract the Filthy Blood Sect people.

Just then, she heard some confusing footsteps behind her, clearly not from just one person.

Shen Mizi’s heart surged to her throat as the footsteps neared, like the relentless beat of a death drum.

Shen Mizi prayed, and at that moment, she saw the person at the forefront. It was Zhu Qunxiang!

Tears instantly burst forth from Shen Mizi’s eyes.

The moment she saw Zhu Qunxiang, his figure visibly paused, as he clearly saw her too.

Zhu Qunxiang indeed saw Shen Mizi from a distance, but she didn’t call out, leaving him uncertain whether the person hung was alive or dead.

Zhu Qunxiang’s eyes scanned vigilantly around, finding the surroundings silent, he cautiously walked closer.

Halfway to the tree where the person was hung, he heard muffled sobbing sounds from that direction.

With his interest piqued, Zhu Qunxiang hurried over, immediately spotting Shen Mizi hung there, covered in blood and tears streaming down her face.

”Miss Shen!?” Zhu Qunxiang exclaimed in shock.

Shen Mizi was under the tree’s shadow, and Zhu Qunxiang hadn’t recognized her from afar.

Zhu Qunxiang instantly leaped onto the tree’s branch and crouched to untie the Python Whip binding there.

As Zhu Qunxiang untied the Python Whip, Xiao Yu quickly flashed over and caught Shen Mizi.

Shen Mizi, tears staining her face, Xiao Yu took out a handkerchief, comforting her while wiping her tears: ”It’s okay. It’s okay.”

Shen Mizi, overwhelmed by fright, clung to Xiao Yu’s shoulder, her emotions only calming after some time.

As Shen Mizi regained her composure, she shot an embarrassed glance at Xiao Yu and said, ”Thank you, Sister Xiao.”

Xiao Yu was one year older than Shen Mizi, though this was their first interaction.

Xiao Yu smiled slightly, warmly saying: ”Sister Shen, you’ve suffered.”

With Xiao Baijiao’s passing, no one had called her sister in a long while, and Shen Mizi’s delicate appearance and her calling Xiao Yu ’Sister Xiao’ brought her joy.

Suddenly, Shen Mizi noticed Ah Mo behind the group, her gaze froze, and then she stormed over, pointing at Ah Mo: ”Why did you abandon me alone in the wilderness?”

Ah Mo stared blankly at Shen Mizi, seemingly not understanding her words for a moment.

Shen Mizi said, ”Couldn’t you let me down before leaving?”

This time, Ah Mo understood and replied coldly: ”I had no time.”

”You...” Shen Mizi was momentarily stunned by Ah Mo’s matter-of-fact tone and expression.

But from Ah Mo’s perspective, she truly had no time; she was rushed to find Lv Qingzhu and had no mind for other matters.

Shen Mizi glanced sarcastically at Lv Qingzhu beside Ah Mo, and sneered: ”I wonder who taught you to be so heartless!?”

Ah Mo, seeing Shen Mizi insinuating her lady, was instantly furious and said: ”I killed the dwarf crawling on top of you, saved you already! If you say anything bad about my lady, I’ll smack your mouth rotten!”

Shen Mizi turned pale from Ah Mo’s words, and others hearing Ah Mo mention the dwarf she killed looked at her with peculiar expressions.

Indeed, under the nearby tree lay a dwarven corpse with a ruined head.

As Shen Mizi felt awkward and embarrassed, Xiao Yu walked over with a smile, pulled Shen Mizi aside: ”Come here, let me see if you’re hurt?”

Xiao Yu walked Shen Mizi aside, and Shen Mizi knew Xiao Yu was helping her out of the situation, casting a grateful glance at Xiao Yu.

By now, dusk was steadily settling in the dense forest.