ebookland Chapter 193: Burning the Misty Forest
Chapter 193: Burning the Misty Forest
Seeing the poisonous blood gradually decreasing, a look of determination flashed in Murong Ling'er's eyes. She gripped the hilt of the knife tightly with her bare hands and fiercely cut towards Huo Shuixian's wound.
The knife was like cutting into rotten wood, digging out a piece of dead flesh.
"Ah ah ah ah..."
Huo Shuixian was instantly awakened by the severe pain, letting out a shrill scream and struggling like a mad trapped beast.
Her uninjured foot, filled with endless pain and resentment, kicked towards Murong Ling'er fiercely.
Even a strong man like Huo Jianjie could hardly suppress him.
Huo Shuixian's face was distorted with pain, veins popped out on his forehead, and cold sweat poured down.
Huo Jianjie and Deng Lihua, who had rushed over, worked together to hold down her shoulders and legs, preventing her from moving.
Murong Ling'er seemed not to hear Huo Shuixian's screams, and continued to concentrate on squeezing out the pus and blood. She scraped Huo Shuixian's calf with the back of the knife. Every scrape brought up a stain of blood. Huo Shuixian was almost fainted from the pain, and her throat was hoarse from screaming in the midst of life and death.
An unknown amount of time passed, until the blood on her feet had returned to its original red color. Murong Linger then raised her head slightly and said to Huo Jianjie, "Alright, go get some medicine from Mr. Li and you'll be fine."
When Huo Jianjie heard this, it was as if a huge stone fell from his heart. He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and forced a smile on his face.
Deng Lihua looked at Huo Shuixian, who was crying hoarsely and dying, with sympathy on her face. Thinking of the large piece of flesh that had been dug out from the back of her foot, she thought to herself that it would be difficult for her to find a good husband and marry into a good family in the future.
Huo Shuixian breathed slightly, looking at Murong Ling'er's departing back, her eyes full of fear and complexity.
He was resentful of her cruelty, but also remembered how she had saved his life many times. He was filled with love and hate, and his heart was filled with uneasy emotions.
"Narcissus, don't blame your eldest sister for being ruthless. Those convicts who were bitten by the poisonous spider just now were killed by the spider because they delayed treatment."
Not long after, Huo Jianjie hurried back with the medicine and spoke to Huo Shuixian with a horrified look on his face.
"The person who was bitten died?" Huo Shuixian was surprised and asked in a hoarse and dry voice.
"Many people were bitten and couldn't get treatment in time, so several lost their lives."
Huo Jianjie nodded. He was still frightened and was glad that his youngest son was with his grandson at the time. If the whole family had suffered this disaster, his eldest daughter would probably not have been able to survive.
When Huo Shuixian heard this, she felt deeply frightened and her delicate body trembled slightly.
"Miss Murong, we can't stay here for long. We need to hurry and leave this Misty Forest overnight. Otherwise, will some poisonous snakes or something else appear? If that happens, everyone's life could be in danger!"
On this side, after checking the casualties of the team, Chifeng came to Murong Ling'er with a pale face and said so.
Chifeng was really scared. Now it was a poisonous spider, and who knows what kind of poisonous creature would appear next time. Everything in this Fantasy Mist Forest is highly poisonous. Stepping in means death. Even if he breaks his legs, he would not enter this forest to seek death.
"That's great. If we don't leave, I'm afraid we won't have a peaceful night." Murong Ling'er nodded in agreement.
So the team set off again overnight, moving hurriedly in the other direction as fast as possible.
Sun Ying was also bitten by the poisonous spider. Fortunately, Mr. Li rescued her in time and finally pulled her back from the brink of death.
However, she lost too much blood during treatment, and was bitten on the neck. She remained unconscious until the team set off. Helplessly, Chu Lingfeng had to give up his carriage and took Murong Linger's carriage, leaving his own carriage to Sun Ying and Chu Chu.
As a result, Murong Chen was very happy. He sat between Murong Ling'er and Chu Lingfeng, looking at Murong Ling'er and then at Chu Lingfeng, and was extremely happy.
Murong Ling'er pretended not to hear and kept her eyes closed to rest.
When the team finally got far away from the range of the Fantasy Mist Forest, Murong Ling'er found an excuse to go out for a while, and then returned to the original place.
The phantom fog forest in the night is like a sleeping prehistoric beast. The fog that can be seen clearly in the daytime has now hidden its traces under the cover of darkness, as if a demon that chooses its prey is lurking in it. If an uninformed person accidentally steps in, he can lose his life in an instant.
Murong Ling'er moved lightly to an open place with her lotus steps, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her red lips slightly parted, and she muttered to herself.
In a moment, a strange light appeared all over her body. As she danced with her hands, flames rose from her palms. At first, they flickered like fireflies, but in an instant, they became blazing flames.
Murong Ling'er let out a light shout, and her figure was as fast as lightning. In a few blinks of an eye, she jumped above the Fantasy Mist Forest. She looked down at the eerie and terrifying forest, with a cold light in her eyes, and the flames in her hands fell into the forest like flowers scattered by a fairy.
The flames touched the trees and spread instantly. With a loud bang, the entire Fantasy Mist Forest was engulfed in a sea of fire. The flames raged, illuminating half the sky red.
Suddenly, one of the prisoners noticed the fiery red sky and shouted in surprise: "Look!"
Everyone looked sideways, stunned by the spectacular yet terrifying scene.
The fire in the Misty Forest burned more and more fiercely, and the flames roared and rushed in the wind, as if to completely devour this sinful and dangerous place.
Murong Ling'er hovered in mid-air, her robes fluttering, like a fire god descending to earth. With cold eyes, she gazed at the sea of fire beneath her feet, thinking to herself, "This forest has been plagued by countless disasters. I will burn it down today to prevent further harm to innocent people in the future."
Everyone looked at the blazing sea of fire and talked about it.
"This fire is so fierce, I'm afraid the forest will be completely destroyed!"
"It's better to destroy it, so that no one else will suffer in it in the future."
"Yeah! Maybe this is God opening his eyes."
Chifeng rode on a tall horse, his posture was upright but he couldn't hide the tiredness on his face.
At this moment, he saw the flames rising into the sky from the Misty Forest from afar. He was startled at first, then overjoyed. The flames illuminated his tired face, and his eyes instantly sparkled with excitement.
He instinctively turned his head to look at Murong Ling'er's carriage, with the veins on his neck bulging slightly, but what he saw was Murong Chen playing alone in the carriage, and there was no trace of Murong Ling'er in the lifted curtain.
Chifeng was stunned, sitting on the horse as if petrified. After a moment, as if a flash of inspiration passed through his mind, he seemed to remember something important. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and he pulled the reins suddenly. The horse neighed and raised its front hooves high.
Chifeng said to the other officers, "You wait here. Baozi, come with me to take a look." After that, he clamped his legs around the horse's belly and galloped back like an arrow, raising a cloud of dust behind him.
Chu Lingfeng was resting with his eyes closed in the carriage, but when he heard the noise outside, he couldn't help but be curious and leaned out to look around.
Looking at the fiery red sky, his brows slightly furrowed, and the scene of Murong Ling'er making an excuse to go out just now suddenly emerged in his mind. He seemed to understand something, and a trace of worry quietly crept onto his face.
At this time, Murong Ling'er was in the depths of the Fantasy Mist Forest. She moved lightly through the woods. She quickly formed seals with her hands, muttered something, and spiritual power surged around her body, with light flashing.
As the last spell fell, she shouted suddenly, pushed her palms forward, and surging flames poured out from her palms like a torrent, sweeping across the entire forest in an instant.
Wherever the flames went, the trees made crackling sounds, like howling in pain.
Murong Ling'er's face was stern, and she watched everything with a determined look. When the task was completed, she patted her sleeves lightly, as if brushing off dust, and then quietly turned back.