Quick Travel: Crazy Literature

Chapter 129 The Bloody Daily Life of the Snake King (9)

The golden snake screamed incessantly, but it couldn't stop the cruel man.

The Rabbit Fairy and Furong were also stunned by this scene. Although they knew that Heshan hated them, they didn't know that her hatred was so deep!

Those who had not retreated and the group of Taoists were all silent for a long while.

Heshan tapped the ground with the tip of her sword, the smile on her lips never faded. Her eyes widened, and her cold and cruel look made people feel frightened and terrified.

The half-destroyed golden snake's pupils were bloody and tears were flowing. It was filled with hatred and wanted to struggle to death. He wanted to fight back, but it depended on whether He Shantong agreed.

When he gathered all his strength and rushed forward, Heshan suddenly lost his human form. A suffocating and terrifying pressure swept across the world, and a black dragon reaching into the sky appeared.

She just raised her claws lightly, and the power was taken into her possession and played with, like a child's toy, like an ant under the feet of a giant beast.

A soft, mocking voice sounded: "That's it?"

Everyone is stupid.

They looked up at her blankly, their hearts pounding in their chests, surging with earth-shaking shock.

If Heshan's action of chopping the snake just now made them shocked, awed and frightened, then now facing her as a black dragon, they felt as if their souls had gone to hell and their whole bodies were trembling.

They plopped down on their knees.

"The dragon...it's the Dragon God!"

"Lord Dragon God!"

Heshan's eyes, which were bigger than several lanterns, could take in the entire scene below. Seeing that everyone admired her so much, she felt very happy.

Pretending not to notice the panic and fear on the faces of the Taoists, she transformed back into human form and crushed the energy with one hand. Looking at the golden snake's still stunned expression, she felt satisfied. This piece of trash must be regretting it extremely, right?

Her guess was correct. The next second, the golden snake used its last bit of strength to change its tone and begged for mercy with hope and fear.

"Wan Wan! I was wrong! I was wrong"

"Wanwan, save me! Ah - I am your Sanlang, Wanwan!"

He Shan stretched out his hand and asked, "Do you regret it now?"

"I regret it! Wanwan! I was bewildered for a moment... uh... Wan, Wan you..."

Dragon Claw directly took out his heart. She looked confused: "I just want to see what your heart looks like after being bewitched. It's red. How did it become bewitched?"

The golden snake's pupils were unfocused, the expectation in its eyes froze, and its vitality completely dissipated into the world the moment its heart was crushed.

In order to prevent his soul from remaining, Heshan waved his hand and thick black smoke appeared, completely destroying everything of the Golden Snake.

The scene was extremely quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on her. The two Taoist priests looked at each other with worry in their eyes, and although they were afraid in their hearts, they still took a step forward.

They were about to say something when they saw her glance away.

Heshan had no ill feelings towards them and fixed his eyes on Furong and the rabbit spirit.

The two men looked pale and were filled with fear.

But then, anticipation and ecstasy rose in Furong's heart again. She... was her mother's biological daughter after all!

Mother is a dragon, even if she is a black dragon, but it is much more noble than being a spirit snake!

"Mom, I, I was wrong. Furong is young and ignorant. I don't have a father anymore. Please don't leave me again."

The rabbit spirit beside her could see her little thoughts clearly. Her despicable attitude made her seriously doubt whether Furong was Heshan’s biological daughter. Could she have been adopted?

But no matter what Furong is like, I'm afraid I'm done!

Seeing Heshan's ruthless methods, the rabbit spirit knew that begging for mercy would be of no avail, so he might as well give up and vent his anger.

“Bitch…ah!”

"what--"

Heshan shook his claws and interrupted the rabbit spirit before she could finish her words. She wanted to scold him but she didn't want to listen!

But this beating heart is also red, so there’s not much difference, huh.

If it's so boring, then all of you go and die. She's already a dragon, so what's wrong with being a little fierce? Are you really going to treat me like an abandoned woman, and go and talk to you two about it, wasting your time.

When dealing with people or monsters, you must teach them according to their aptitude, identify their weaknesses and strike them accurately.

Such strange things cannot be delayed. Their pride must be broken in a few strokes, making them realize how they have lost an insurmountable chasm. Their determination to practice must be destroyed, and then they must be killed. Only then can the depression in their hearts be relieved, and that would be perfect!

The rabbit spirit wailed, and Heshan crushed her to death with a single move of his hand.

As for Furong... she was staring with her eyes wide open, the blood from the rabbit spirit's crushed heart sprayed on her face. After a scream, she was extremely scared, her tears flowed even more violently, and she called out "Empress" helplessly.

Heshan chuckled. She really wouldn't kill her, but she didn't intend to let her have an easy time either.

Didn't this damn girl deny the original owner? Then she probably doesn't want the original owner's bloodline, so it's easy to deal with.

Furong looked at the hand that was extended to her and immediately trembled like a sieve, with a look of disbelief on her face: "Mother! I am your biological daughter!"

He Shan gave her a big slap in the face impatiently: "I feel like vomiting after hearing this. So what if you are my biological daughter? Why didn't you mention this to your father and the rabbit spirit before?"

"Now that you can speak, why do you seem to have a mouth?"

"But what you said is not wrong. Don't worry, I won't kill you." Seeing the hope in her eyes, He Shan smiled slightly and said, "Since you are not willing to recognize me, then I have nothing to worry about you. It's just that I will take back everything I gave you. You should be very happy, right?"

"Take it back..." Furong didn't understand what these words meant, but she had a bad feeling and she shook her head subconsciously.

Heshan was not discussing this with her. He placed his hand on Furong's head and circulated his true energy.

Suddenly, Furong's whole body twitched and her expression became ferocious. She felt that the most important thing in her seemed to be gradually moving away from her.

"Don't--no! Mother!"

She turned a deaf ear to him and kept moving her hands. Soon, a black tendon was pulled out of Furong's body.

The two old Taoist priests who had been silent all this time exclaimed in shock: "This is... a dragon tendon!"

That’s right, Furong, this heartless and ruthless girl, actually has dragon tendons growing in her body!

When Heshan saw it in the morning, he almost exploded with anger!

This rubbish! The original owner practiced so diligently, but his dragon tendon never appeared. This one of mine was stimulated by the original owner's blood.

How come this damn girl is so lucky!

If she were to let her go, she would surely ascend to heaven within a hundred years. How could she do that? Wouldn't that be like letting a tiger go back to the mountains? Would she be justifying the evil she had done to the original owner in her previous life?