Chapter 300

Xiao Yu was hiding in the canopy of a large zelkova tree, looking toward the place not far away through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

She saw that under a large tree, Ximen Kankan was crying in utter heartbreak.

There was clearly someone lying in front of Ximen Kankan, but from Xiao Yu's hiding spot, her line of sight was blocked by Ximen Kankan's back, so she could not see clearly who was lying on the ground.

Xiao Yu almost jumped down.

Because seeing Ximen Kankan crying so miserably, she was afraid that the person lying under the tree would be Duan Rong.

Xiao Yu had not known before, but after the situation at the city gate, the farewell, and the journey, she already knew that Duan Rong not only had a very good relationship with Ximen Kankan, but even seemed to have quite a connection with the Ximen Family.

Xiao Yu was just about to jump down when she suddenly saw that the person lying there had one foot bare, but on the other foot, they were clearly wearing a satin embroidered shoe.

"It's a woman! It's Xia Shuangshuang!" Xiao Yu's gaze flickered, and she stopped her movement.

Ximen Kankan cried until his throat was hoarse, and only then did his sobbing gradually quiet down, but he was still wiping his nose and sniffling there...

He had been in love with Xia Shuangshuang since he was ten or so; now that he saw Xia Shuangshuang had died, it was as if someone had pinched his heart.

Xiao Yu's gaze was no longer paying attention to Ximen Kankan, but was looking all around; if Ximen Kankan made such a big commotion, if there were people from the Filthy Blood Sect nearby, they would definitely be alarmed.

But Xiao Yu waited for a long time, yet there was not a single shadow of a person around.

Xiao Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief; this meant that there were no people from the Filthy Blood Sect in the vicinity at all.

Only then did Xiao Yu finally jump down from the zelkova tree and walk slowly behind Ximen Kankan.

Ximen Kankan was still sobbing and sniffling, completely unaware of Xiao Yu's approach.

Xiao Yu sighed and said coldly, "Stop crying!"

Seeing someone speak behind him, Ximen Kankan was startled; he turned his face, and when he saw it was Xiao Yu, he became even more sorrowful and cried, "Xiao Yu, Shuangshuang, she's dead."

Xiao Yu said, "Stop crying! If you keep crying, you'll attract the people from the Filthy Blood Sect in a moment."

"They won't come," Ximen Kankan said with a certain tone, "The people from the Filthy Blood Sect nearby have all been killed by A Mo."

Xiao Yu had already seen the beggar with the miserable state of death by the large banyan tree not far away; looking at the terrifying large blood hole in the beggar's chest, it was clearly A Mo's handiwork.

Xiao Yu had to admit that what Ximen Kankan said also made sense.

Xiao Yu glanced at Ximen Kankan; this guy was covered in snot and tears, but his mind was actually clear.

"Stop crying. The person is already dead; can you cry her back to life? I ask you, have you seen Duan Rong?"

"Duan Rong?" Ximen Kankan sniffled, raised his eyes, and said, "I haven't seen him yet."

Xiao Yu said, "Get up, let's go look for Duan Rong together."

Ximen Kankan's strength was not weak, and he would be quite a help.

Moreover, as Ximen Kankan said, A Mo should have already swept this area. So where exactly was Duan Rong?

As soon as Ximen Kankan heard it was to look for Duan Rong, he immediately became interested; he blew his nose, stood up, and said, "Where shall we look?"

Xiao Yu said, "The two of us together, let's look around here first. If we can't find him, we'll go to the Official Road and take a look."

Ximen Kankan nodded; he also did not want anything to happen to Duan Rong, and being with Xiao Yu would also provide some mutual support.

Ximen Kankan said, "Let's walk that way. I walked all the way over from that side and didn't find anyone."

Xiao Yu looked at the direction Ximen Kankan was pointing; she hadn't scouted that way either, so she nodded.

Ximen Kankan took one last reluctant look at Xia Shuangshuang and followed Xiao Yu into the dense forest in that direction.

Xiao Yu's gaze was very alert, looking all around.

Ximen Kankan's sorrow had been vented, and he was now calm, paying attention to the surroundings together with Xiao Yu.

At another spot on the edge of the dense forest.

Shen Mizhi held her Long Sword, cold sweat streaming down; her dantian was aching faintly, and she knew very well that her Internal Breath was about to be exhausted.

And not far in front of her, a dwarf holding a long whip was looking at her with a smile.

That dwarf was not only short, but his appearance was also extremely ugly, and his smile was even somewhat creepy.

"Little beauty! If you can't go on, don't force it! This place, with the sky as a canopy and the earth as a mat, is just a good place for some fun!"

The dwarf said with a smile, then leaped again and swung his whip over.

This dwarf was already at the realm of Entering Micro, and the python whip in his hand was played with consummate skill.

The shadow of the whip was like a living thing, flashing left and right in front of Shen Mizhi; Shen Mizhi barely resisted, but her dantian was already exhausted, and the strength in her hand suddenly softened. The sword in her hand was whipped by the tail of the python whip the dwarf was wielding, and with a *snap*, it was knocked flying away.

The moment Shen Mizhi's Long Sword left her hand, the dwarf let out a series of weird cackles, and the python whip in his hand coiled, wrapping around Shen Mizhi's neck. With a hard tug, he pulled Shen Mizhi to the ground and dragged her forcibly to his side.

Seeing Shen Mizhi dragged over, the dwarf's eyes flickered with fanatical lust, and he said, "Little beauty, do you know why I've been wearing you down? I just wanted to exhaust your Internal Breath. Once you have no strength left, I'll have a good time with you."

As the dwarf spoke, his hand flicked, and the long whip wrapped around Shen Mizhi's neck suddenly loosened. Seeing the long whip loosen, Shen Mizhi immediately wanted to jump up and escape, but the next moment, she was pressed to the ground by the dwarf, her hands pinned behind her back.

The dwarf coiled his long whip and bound Shen Mizhi's hands tight. Shen Mizhi had no Internal Breath left and was completely unable to struggle.

The dwarf suddenly picked up the long whip, leaped up, jumped onto the branch of a large tree beside him, and then hung Shen Mizhi below that branch.

Shen Mizhi was hung up, her feet only half a zhang off the ground, and she kept kicking and struggling.

The dwarf tied the python whip in his hand tightly to the branch, then jumped down. He looked at Shen Mizhi, who was tied up and hanging from the branch, and kept lewdly laughing.

The dwarf leaped up and hung himself onto Shen Mizhi's body, wrapping his arms around her waist.

The dwarf's eyes were aimed right at Shen Mizhi's navel; he reached out to pull at Shen Mizhi's pants, and Shen Mizhi kicked her legs wildly, struggling with all her might...

The dwarf laughed, "Little beauty, the more you struggle, the more excited I get..."

This dwarf had been poor and lowly since childhood and was born disabled, so he could be said to have suffered all kinds of humiliation.

Later, he joined the Tainted Blood Divine Sect, and because he accidentally performed a meritorious deed, he was granted a reward and followed Ge Qingchuan to take orders.

The dwarf's early trauma had led to a twisted psychology; what he liked most was to humiliate young ladies from wealthy families. However, in the last few years, the Filthy Blood Sect's style of operation had focused on lurking and development, and such incidents of plundering wealthy families in the city had rarely occurred.

Therefore, the dwarf's twisted desires had been suppressed for several years.

Like a volcano suppressed for many years, today he wanted to pour all his lust onto Shen Mizhi.

But just as he pulled off Shen Mizhi's outer pants and was burying his head to gnaw at Shen Mizhi's navel while tearing at her inner undergarments, a large black shadow like a mountain suddenly fell, and a hand grabbed the dwarf's head.

Before the dwarf could react, in mid-air, his head was crushed by A Mo, and blood and brains splashed all over Shen Mizhi's pants.

A Mo landed gracefully, hands covered in bloodstains, and looking at Shen Mizhi who was hanging there, said, "Have you seen my young miss?"

Shen Mizhi had been on the verge of being humiliated and killed, but having suddenly been saved, she was overjoyed, tears streaming out, and she was unable to speak for a long time.

A Mo said coldly, "I'm asking you a question! Have you seen my young miss?"

Shen Mizhi said, "I have not seen her."

Hearing this, A Mo sighed, leaped, and vanished from before Shen Mizhi.

Shen Mizhi was hanging there, stunned for a moment, and immediately shouted, "You could at least let me down! Don't go!"

A Mo no longer cared about her, having already darted into the dense forest and disappeared from sight.

Shen Mizhi shouted a few times, then suddenly a mountain breeze blew past, and a chill instantly hit Shen Mizhi's navel.

She knew A Mo had already gone far away, and she wept with full grievance, "How could you be like this!? You should have let me down before leaving..."

Shen Mizhi looked at the surrounding dense forest and suddenly pressed her lips shut; she was afraid that there were still people from the Filthy Blood Sect in this forest who might hear her voice and come creeping over.

Wouldn't she then have just escaped the wolf's den only to enter the tiger's mouth?

Shen Mizhi was hanging there; her Internal Breath was exhausted, she was completely unable to break free from the python whip binding her, and she dared not call for help, so she could only let the mountain breeze blow over her in this wild, dense forest...

Her tears had already dried, and her lips had been bitten until they bled by her own teeth; Shen Mizhi muttered to herself, "A Mo, sooner or later, I will definitely kill you!"

She only remembered that A Mo had left her hanging in this wild forest, but she did not remember that it was A Mo who had saved her; if not for A Mo, she would have already been humiliated and killed by that dwarf at this moment.

Shen Mizhi lost her mother in early childhood, and what she was most sensitive to, and what she resented most, was that feeling of being abandoned and ignored.

This was a thorn that had been stuck in her heart since childhood. This day, in this wild mountain forest, A Mo had once again plucked that thorn that was deeply embedded in her flesh.

That feeling was something only she herself could understand.

(End of this chapter)