674: [Blood Demon Art: Flying Blade Blood Scythe] (Begging for love~~~)

You, you... don't come any closer!!!

If you come any closer, I, I... I'll shoot...

...

Seeing no escape, a bandit suddenly pulled a pistol from his waist and, trembling, aimed it at Su Qingge's head.

His face was filled with terror, cold sweat streamed down his forehead, and his voice was tinged with hysteria:

“Stop right there!”

“Don't come any closer, I’m really going to shoot! Don't think I won't dare!”

...

China's gun control is extremely strict.

This pistol was their 'trump card', something they had painstakingly acquired for self-defense.

In his mind, with this thing, this terrifying woman in front of him would surely be apprehensive.

However, facing the dark muzzle of the gun, Su Qingge's eyes showed no fluctuation, as if it were just a harmless toy.

She simply stood there quietly, her gaze coldly fixed on him, a sneer playing on her lips.

“Shoot? You can try.”

...

The bandit was enraged by her attitude, his finger on the trigger, and he roared:

“Do you think I don’t dare?!!!”

...

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Su Qingge gently raised her hand and made a grasping motion in the air towards him.

An invisible force instantly spread out.

This was Su Qingge's 'Heavenly Mandate' ability—

Blood Manipulation!

Her eyes narrowed slightly, a strange crimson light flashing within them.

Following her will, the blood in the bandit's body began to surge uncontrollably.

The blood in his veins rushed wildly, as if an invisible hand was wantonly stirring it.

“Ah—!!!!”

Suddenly, the bandit let out a piercing scream, and the gun in his hand clattered to the ground.

His body trembled violently, his face instantly turned pale, revealing an expression of extreme pain.

“You, you... what did you do to me?!”

...

The bandit's eyes widened in terror, his voice filled with despair.

Su Qingge gave a cold smile, her tone indifferent:

“Nothing, just helping you clean out the trash in your blood vessels!”

...

Before her words finished.

Under the bandit's skin, countless tiny blood beads suddenly appeared, as if countless small blood snakes were moving within his body.

His eyes, nose, ears, and even his pores began to seep fresh blood.

Subsequently, fine blood streaks also appeared on the surface of his skin, and blood continuously gushed from these wounds.

In a short while, his entire body was stained red with blood, and his body, like a punctured balloon, gradually shriveled.

“Ah—!!!”

“Help! Help me—!!!!!”

...

The bandit's face was filled with desperate terror, and he frantically clawed at his skin, trying to stop the loss of blood from his body.

But all was in vain.

His body shriveled at a visible rate.

Finally, like a dried corpse, he fell to the ground with a thud, completely losing his life—

This terrifying scene completely shattered the psychological defenses of the remaining bandits... “Monst—monster! She's a monster!”

“Run! Run away!!!”

“Run! Scatter and run! Only then is there a glimmer of hope, fend for yourselves! Everyone!”

“Where is Blackbelly Snake Boss? Isn't he an Inner Strength master? He's the only Martial Artist in the team, let him deal with this monster!”

“Damn it! If he hadn't brought this woman back, how would we have encountered such a monster! Where is he? He didn't run away, did he?”

... “Stop howling! Run away! Boss was knocked unconscious immediately, he can't save us!”

“Look, he's still lying dead in front of the car! That good-for-nothing is no match for this woman!!!”

“Damn it! That woman said earlier she would leave one person alive for interrogation...”

“Does she mean to leave only Boss alive? As for us, who have no use... F**k!!!”

“Run!!! (c⌒ っ ﾟ Д ﾟ) っ Help me ah ah ah ah—”

...

The villains let out screams of terror, crying and yelling as they scattered and fled, as if vengeful spirits were chasing them.

Watching the frantically fleeing figures, Su Qingge remained expressionless, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

Then, like a ghost, her figure appeared in front of the terrified crowd.

Su Qingge's eyes were icy cold, but a cruel smile played on her lips:

“Trying to run? Do you think you can escape?”

...

After speaking, she gently waved her hand, and several blood-red slashes, like thin blades, suddenly condensed in the air.

These blood blades were incredibly sharp, carrying piercing whooshing sounds, and instantly flew towards the bandits attempting to escape.

At the same time, a whisper like that of Death sounded, echoing in everyone's ears.

[Blood Demon Art: Flying Blade Blood Scythe].

“Pfft—!!!!”

As the blood blades sliced through, the bandits' bodies were neatly cut open like paper.

Some were cut in half at the waist on the spot, their internal organs and blood spilling everywhere.

Others had their hands or feet severed, falling to the ground, wailing in despair and struggling in pain.

As blood continuously flowed, the ground quickly turned into a shocking crimson...

“Ah—! My leg! My leg!”

“Help! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!”

“Please, let me go! I'm just a small fry, I don't know anything!”

“It hurts so much! It hurts so much!!!! Just kill me—”

...

The bandits' injuries varied, their screams rising and falling, and desperate wails echoed through the abandoned village.

However, Su Qingge seemed not to hear them, her eyes growing redder, and the smile on her lips becoming more intense, as if she greatly enjoyed the pleasure of this slaughter.

She slowly walked towards the fallen bandits, each step seemingly treading on their hearts.

Even though she was covered in blood, she showed no signs of distress.

Instead, it added a touch of demonic beauty to her.

“I told you before, didn't I!”

“None of you... will live.”

...

Su Qingge whispered softly, a hint of pleasure in her tone.

She raised her hand, her fingertips gently hooking.

The blood in the bodies of the bandits lying on the ground, as if summoned, slowly drifted towards her palm.

The blood condensed into beads in the air.

Then she gently crushed them, turning them into a mist of blood.

Within the blood mist, Su Qingge's figure was faintly visible, like a queen emerging from hell, cold and elegant.

“Red...”

“It really is a beautiful color...”

...

Su Qingge murmured softly, her eyes filled with intoxication.

She gazed at the hellish scene of severed limbs and painful wails before her.

Her eyes grew redder, and a nearly obsessive, morbid smile appeared on her face, her laughter echoing through the abandoned village, full of madness and bloodlust... “A Xuan belongs to me!”

“Even if there's harm... even if there's torment, only I can do it...”

“As for anyone else who dares to harm A Xuan, they all must die, not a single one will escape!!!”

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