142: Chapter 142 Let the Bullets Fly for a While…

Time passed.

That night, at dusk.

The sky had completely darkened, and from time to time, creepy beast roars could be heard from all around.

The four of them prepared to set up camp and rest in a sheltered clearing.

Senior Brother Zhao sat down on a clean rock with an arrogant, sprawling posture, and like he was ordering servants around, he pointed at Qin Feng and Huo Kai and barked:

"You two, go. That guy named Qin Feng, go into the forest and hunt some game. Huo Kai, you go and gather firewood to start a fire for me! Make it snappy!"

This obvious tactic to get them out of the way made Mu Wanqing's expression change slightly.

However, Qin Feng did not argue at all; instead, he nodded in cooperation.

"Alright, Senior Brother Zhao, please wait a moment."

Having said that, Qin Feng didn't even spare a glance, turned around, and disappeared directly into the pitch-black dense forest.

Huo Kai, as if granted amnesty, hurriedly scurried off to gather firewood.

In the large campsite, only Senior Brother Zhao and Mu Wanqing remained.

"Whoosh—" A cold wind blew past, and Senior Brother Zhao slowly stood up, cracking his knuckles with a "pop, pop" sound.

He took sticky, lecherous steps, approaching Mu Wanqing step by step, his eyes unscrupulously scanning her proud curves back and forth.

"Junior Sister Wanqing, the night is long, and we're out in the wilderness—it's so cold."

Senior Brother Zhao used crude, vulgar tactics to tease her, even reaching out with a rough hand, wanting to touch her stunningly beautiful cheek, and leered: "That trash Huo Kai can't protect you at all, and that pretty boy surnamed Qin is also trash. Why don't you just submit to Brother Long tonight? As long as you serve me comfortably, in the future in the Outer Sect, I guarantee you can walk sideways!"

"Get lost, you animal!"

Mu Wanqing felt a churning in her stomach; she suddenly took a step back, drew her long sword with a "clang," and pointed the tip directly at Senior Brother Zhao's throat.

"If you dare take another step forward, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"

"Oh? Still quite fiery? I just love the thorny ones like you!"

Senior Brother Zhao not only didn't retreat, but instead laughed wildly and arrogantly.

"Boom—!" The violent True Qi of the Peak of Qi Refining Level 9 erupted suddenly. Senior Brother Zhao was like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, rushing directly at Mu Wanqing without any hesitation; having no other tricks, he chose to use force directly.

"You're courting death! Water Cold Ice Sword—Extinguish Breath!"

Mu Wanqing shouted angrily, pouring all the ice-attribute True Qi in her body into it, turning it into a sharp, peerless frost sword beam, stabbing directly at Senior Brother Zhao's face.

"Clang—!" Senior Brother Zhao didn't dodge or evade; a layer of dark golden True Qi shield appeared on his arm, and he actually withstood the sword strike with his bare hands.

The violent recoil force exploded in the campsite, sending the surrounding fallen leaves swirling into the sky.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The two instantly engaged in battle, Sword Qi and fist winds colliding wildly.

However, Mu Wanqing had already exhausted herself significantly while battling Yao Beasts in the Yin-Yang Valley, and now, facing a man in his prime state whose cultivation was also higher than hers, she quickly fell into an absolute disadvantage.

"Swish!" Senior Brother Zhao punched Mu Wanqing's long sword aside, and with a backhand claw, tore the clothing on her shoulder, leaving three bloody marks.

"Ah!" Mu Wanqing screamed, beaten back repeatedly, her breath chaotic, her stunningly beautiful face filled with paleness and despair.

Just at this critical moment...

"Patter, patter..." Huo Kai, carrying a bundle of firewood, happened to walk back from the edge of the forest.

Seeing this scene, Mu Wanqing seemed to have grabbed the last straw, like a drowning person in a desperate situation, she screamed hoarsely: "Huo Kai, what are you still staring blankly there for?! This animal is trying to rape me, hurry up, come over and help me kill him!"

Hearing the shrill cry for help, Huo Kai's whole body trembled violently, and the firewood in his arms fell to the ground with a "clatter."

He looked at Mu Wanqing, who was forced into a desperate situation, and then at Senior Brother Zhao, who was full of Killing Intent and looked like a demon god descending to the world.

After a brief, intense struggle, his eyes were ultimately replaced by a nauseating, sinister, and ruthless look.

"Alright... alright, Wanqing, hold on, I'm coming to help you!"

Huo Kai drew his long sword, roared, put on a posture of fighting for his life, and went directly around to Senior Brother Zhao's side, seemingly preparing for a pincer attack.

Seeing this, Mu Wanqing felt a slight sense of relief in her heart, forcibly gathering the last bit of her True Qi, preparing to coordinate with Huo Kai to launch a counterattack.

However—just at the moment when Mu Wanqing was fully focused on dealing with the frontal pressure from Senior Brother Zhao!

Huo Kai, who had already circled behind her, had his eyes suddenly turn as cold and cruel as a viper...

"Puchi—!" Without the slightest warning, without any hesitation!

Huo Kai didn't attack Senior Brother Zhao at all; instead, he turned the sword hilt around, mixed with the thick True Qi of Qi Refining Level 9, and slammed his palm heavily onto Mu Wanqing's defenseless back, right on her vital point.

"Crack!" "Wah—!" Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking, Mu Wanqing suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The True Qi she had managed to gather with such difficulty in her body instantly dissipated under this palm strike. It was as if all the strength in her body had been drained, and she collapsed onto the muddy ground like a kite with a broken string.

She struggled to turn over, staring fixedly at Huo Kai with an expression of disbelief, her eyes splitting with rage. Her brain completely shut down at this moment.

"You... you... you actually ambushed me?!"

Mu Wanqing's voice trembled violently due to extreme pain and shock, tears mixed with blood sliding down her stunningly beautiful face. She couldn't believe that this man, who had kept saying he was willing to die for her, would actually stab her in the back at such a critical moment.

Facing the question filled with blood and tears, Huo Kai not only had no guilt, but instead sophistically argued with righteous indignation.

"Wanqing, don't blame me! I'm doing this for our own good!"

He yelled with a twisted face: "Brother Long has a Foundation Establishment background; we can't afford to provoke him at all! You only have a dead end if you resist. If you submit to Brother Long, not only will we survive, but we can live the high life in the Outer Sect in the future. What's wrong with that?!"

"Stop putting on airs of being noble here; I'm not going to be buried with you for your ridiculous dignity."

Every word was simply despicable and shameless to the extreme!

Listening to these words, Mu Wanqing's worldview was completely crushed, and her heart fell into an abyss of ten thousand feet.

She closed her eyes in despair, feeling the extreme distortion and darkness of human nature, and let out a shrill curse: "Animal... even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off!"

"Hahaha, well done, beautifully done, kid!" Senior Brother Zhao, on the side, watched this dog-eat-dog show and couldn't help but laugh wildly at the sky.

He strode to in front of Mu Wanqing, looking down at the beautiful woman who had fallen like a pile of mud at his feet.

He then turned his head, patted Huo Kai's shoulder with great satisfaction, and generously promised: "Those who know the times are outstanding; kid, you're not bad. From today on, I'll give you a chance to be my lackey! Now, hold her down for me..."

"Yes! Thank you, Brother Long, thank you for the promotion, Brother Long!"

Huo Kai, with a fawning face, like an obedient mad dog, rushed forward, grabbed Mu Wanqing's shoulders and wrists tightly, and despite her desperate struggles, pinned her firmly to the muddy ground.

"No... let me go, get away—!"

Mu Wanqing struggled in despair, crying out heart-rendingly, only endless fear and utter hopelessness left in the depths of her eyes.

However... just as this atrocious, beastly act was being staged in the campsite.

Less than a dozen zhang away from the campsite, in the shadows of the pitch-black, dense forest.

Qin Feng, in a black robe, had almost merged with the night.

He was holding two fat rabbits he had just killed casually in his hand, leaning quietly against the trunk of a towering ancient tree.

His deep black eyes, like two bottomless pools, pierced through the night, taking in everything happening in the campsite, and he whispered with a smile: "This woman's bones are still a bit too proud."

"Let the bullet, fly for a while longer..."