Chapter 60

"What? Fang Ming was bitten to death by a fire centipede?"

Jiang Ye pushed open the door of the wooden house and walked out quickly, a look of "shock" appearing on his aged face just right.

His brows were tightly locked, his eyes full of disbelief, as if he had heard some Arabian Nights, and even his fingers tucked into his sleeves paused slightly.

Of course, that was just to make the expression more realistic.

"Sigh......"

Lü Ming shook his head, let out a long sigh, his round face full of emotion.

He rubbed his hands and sighed again before opening his mouth:

"I had warned Junior Brother Fang Ming before, this fire centipede is not something to play with, it's a quite fierce poisonous insect."

"But him? Every day he just thought about Senior Sister Chen Chen Lili, his soul had been hooked away, how could he listen?"

He sighed again, his tone carrying a bit of complex emotion: "Unexpectedly... didn't lick the person, but got himself involved."

Jiang Ye didn't answer, just nodded with a "solemn expression" and followed Lü Ming, rushing toward the herb garden of the Flame Heart Fruit.

Along the way, Lü Ming was still chattering about Fang Ming's various deeds on weekdays, and Jiang Ye responded occasionally.

When the two arrived at the herb garden of the Flame Heart Fruit, Qin Zhanglao and Chen Chen Lili were already there.

On the mud ground in the center of the herb garden lay a corpse, exactly Fang Ming.

The morning light spilled through the branches and leaves, shining on that twisted face, making the sores caused by fire poison even more shocking.

His death was extremely miserable.

The corpse didn't turn purple or black like ordinary poisoning victims, but his whole body was covered in a strange dark red, and his skin was covered with sores caused by fire poison, some of which had already ulcerated, flowing out fishy-smelling yellow water.

On that face, there was a twisted expression of extreme pain frozen before death, his mouth wide open, his eyes round, as if he had experienced unimaginable torture before death.

His fingers were curled like claws, and his nails were filled with mud.

Clearly, in the last moment of his life, he had struggled desperately.

It looked very creepy......

Her bright eyes were now full of fear and intolerance, her lips trembling slightly.

Even Lü Ming, seeing this miserable state, couldn't help but gasp, subconsciously taking half a step back, the blood color on his round face fading by a few points.

Jiang Ye stood in place, his gaze sweeping over the corpse, his expression still maintaining "solemnity", unable to see any difference.

His gaze stayed on that deep-to-the-bone wound for a moment, but he nodded secretly in his heart.

Little Fire's bite was indeed not light.

Qin Zhanglao rarely didn't carry that iconic smell of alcohol today, his expression serious to the point of coldness.

Seeing the two arrive, he opened his mouth in a deep voice, his voice lacking the usual drunkenness, only cold and businesslike:

"I have checked Fang Ming's corpse."

He squatted down and pointed to Fang Ming's left foot,

"Although there are many wounds bitten by fire centipedes on his body."

"But, what truly caused his life to be lost... is actually this fatal wound under his left foot!"

The three looked in the direction of his finger.

On Fang Ming's left ankle, there was a shocking wound.

That wound was deep to the bone, the entire piece of flesh had been bitten off, revealing white bone fragments, the surrounding skin and flesh rolled up, presenting a charred state, clearly severely eroded by fire poison.

"This..." Lü Ming widened his eyes, "Is the bite force of a fire centipede this big? I've seen those bitten before, they were just two small holes..."

"Yeah." Chen Chen Lili couldn't help but open her mouth, her voice carrying a bit of lingering fear, "It's also my first time seeing one that can bite off a large piece of flesh."

Qin Zhanglao nodded solemnly:

"I have checked carefully, it is indeed bitten by a fire centipede. It's just that this fire centipede... is extraordinary."

He stood up, his gaze sweeping over the three, his voice growing deeper:

"This fire centipede is not only strong in bite force, but the fire poison is also extraordinary."

"Fang Ming's internal organs were all burned through by the fire poison."

"Even I am seeing such a powerful fire centipede for the first time."

"I suspect that a Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong King might have come to this herb garden!"

Hearing this, the three were stunned again, "Fire Mastered Mastered Wu Gong King?!"

Qin Zhanglao didn't explain too much, but warned seriously:

"With Fang Ming's lesson, you must be extra careful next. When patrolling at night, be sure to keep your spirits up."

He paused, his tone softening slightly:

"But don't be overly panicked; that fire centipede, although powerful, is just a beast after all. With your Transformation of Force strength, as long as you are cautious, it is enough to deal with."

The three responded simultaneously: "Yes, Elder!"

Qin Zhanglao pointed to the surroundings and said to Lü Ming:

"This herb garden of the Flame Heart Fruit is temporarily handed over to you to manage together. I will find new hands to fill in as soon as possible."

After speaking, he grabbed Fang Ming's corpse into the air and walked toward the outside of the herb garden with big strides.

His back soon disappeared at the end of the herb garden path.

The three stood in place, silent for a moment.

"Sigh..."

Lü Ming scratched his head, full of emotion: "Fang Ming, this boy, licking to the end, actually ended up like this. Really......"

Chen Chen Lili rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily: "People are already dead, and you're still saying these sarcastic words."

But after she finished speaking, she couldn't help but sigh, her gaze falling on that crimson herb field, a trace of complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

There was lingering fear, emotion, and a trace of... relief?

Jiang Ye stood quietly on the side, his aged face without too much expression, just sighing lightly, as if lamenting Fang Ming's "early death".

That sigh was very light, but it drifted into the ears of Lü Ming and Chen Chen Lili just right.

"Deacon Jiang, you are really a person with human feelings..."

Lü Ming and Chen Chen Lili also sighed.

Both of them could see that Fang Ming's attitude toward Jiang Ye couldn't be called friendly.

Didn't expect that he was bitten to death by a poisonous insect, and Jiang Ye would still feel sorry for his departure.

At this moment, both of them felt a bit of admiration for the character of this old man in front of them.

Afterward, the three chatted a few more sentences and dispersed.

On the way back, Jiang Ye recalled the wound on Fang Ming's body, a flash of satisfaction crossing his aged eyes.

He touched the jade box in his sleeve, and could feel Little Fire twisting excitedly inside through the box wall.

"Little Fire's performance was beyond my expectations."

"Actually bit a Transformation of Force martial artist to death in one bite......"

"Looks like it will be a quite powerful trump card for fighting the enemy in the future!"

He praised the fire centipede softly, and a low hiss came from the jade box, as if responding to the master's praise.

Jiang Ye smiled slightly and walked down the mountain at a leisurely pace. Time to go see that girl Liu Yiyi.

"Hmm?!"

Jiang Ye just walked to the edge of the outer sect martial arts arena, and his footsteps paused.

His brows frowned tightly, his gaze like electricity sweeping toward the center of the arena.

There, a group of outer sect disciples were surrounding it, noise and exclamations mixed together, clearly something had gone wrong.

Some people in the crowd were standing on tiptoe to look inside, some were whispering and discussing, and some were showing excitement, looking like they were watching the fun without fear of big trouble.

After a while, the crowd finally dispersed a gap.

Jiang Ye looked up, and the next instant, his expression changed abruptly, and a piercing cold light erupted from those aged eyes.

In the center of the martial arts arena, a familiar figure staggered back a few steps.

It was Liu Liu Yiyi.

She was still wearing those plain robes, but now her hair was messy, her aura was slightly panting, and a trace of abnormal paleness appeared on her exquisite face, clearly having suffered a secret loss.

Her long, straight black hair was now scattered on her forehead, making that cold face even paler.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, her cold eyes staring fixedly at the front, and anger was jumping in the bottom of her eyes.

Standing opposite her were several women who were also disheveled and panting.

Leading them was actually that Xu Xu Qinghuan who possessed the True Yin Body!

At this moment, on her enchanting cheek, there was a bright red palm print, five fingers clear, the outline distinct.

Looking at the small size, it clearly came from Liu Liu Yiyi's hand.

"Liu Liu Yiyi! You bitch!"

Xu Xu Qinghuan covered half of her face, her sharp scream tearing through the sky, that originally charming face twisted with anger.

"No one has ever dared to hit my face! What are you! I must destroy you today!"

Because she was too angry, her full chest rose and fell violently.