The Yellow-Haired Villain in Feng Aotian's Novel Also Wants Happiness

Chapter 600

A wound appeared on the wrist, blood flowed, and the faint smell of blood drifted into the night wind.

The beastmen who were about to chase the carriage paused, and their red eyes almost looked at Mu En at the same time. The burning sight was like a magician who had been single for thirty years and saw a naked beauty.

"Sure enough, because there are too many strange things in my body, my blood is very attractive to you."

Mu En casually flicked the blood on his hand, and the beastmen who couldn't bear the temptation immediately rushed towards the blood, and even fought each other for the purpose of snatching it.

"So, what should we do next?"

In the block, Mu En was alone.

On the opposite side, there were hundreds of beast monsters, and... the strange little girl who was locked by Mu En's Qi from the beginning.

Beastmen, in fact, are not a troublesome thing for Mu En, because beastmen mutated from ordinary people are certainly far inferior to those mutated from the betrayed subordinates of the Rat King.

The only thing that made him uneasy was the numb and painful faces of those beastmen who looked up from the darkness, revealing the remaining human appearance.

"Oh, it's this inexplicably familiar scene again, which is really unpleasant... But fortunately, the sins I have endured are enough, and I don't care about this."

Mu En thought about it, and suddenly made a jerky movement, doing the prayer action that he learned from Liya during the daily morning prayer.

"Although I don't believe in the goddess, at this time, I still have to pray a little."

"Pray for you..."

Mu En whispered sincerely:

"I hope that after you die, your souls can return to the embrace of the goddess, away from the pain of this world."

"Before that, I will quickly, quickly... let you be free."

The gentle prayer ended here.

Next, the goddess' will was sent to all living beings here... It was the cold sword!

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ps: Happy Children's Day to all the single children in their twenties and thirties. You will be young until you die, and your childlike innocence will never change.

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148. Silk thread

The bloody smell was still strong.

The blood splattered everywhere, diffused and flowed on the ground, forming a strange picture like the hand of an abstract master.

The light mist was rolled by the breeze, revealing the dirty streets at the moment. Looking up, hideous and twisted corpses piled up, and the scattered limbs were like the leftovers of the hell cafeteria, with one or two gloomy bones dotted on them.

Even the breeze blowing along the streets seemed to have a sense of the netherworld.

Mu En stood in the middle of the street, looking calmly at the picture of hell he had constructed with his own hands.

He looked normal at the moment, and his black suit was not stained with blood or dust. He looked like an ordinary gentleman walking by the river after dinner.

Only his slightly heavy and rapid breathing and the cold white double swords in his hands indicated the existence of the dangerous fight just now.

"I am really... not very good at fighting with such opponents who win by numbers."

Mu En sighed lightly, took a magic stone in his mouth, and quickly recovered the consumed magic power.

The battle started quickly and ended quickly.

Under normal time flow, it might not even take a minute.

But the hundreds of beastmen who surrounded here just now have been cleared out by now, and turned into part of this hell picture.

And the remaining small part finally instinctively realized the horror of the tempting food in front of them, and shrank in the corner, trembling.

The crisis situation that was originally surrounded seemed to have been reversed at this moment.

But as a peerless tough guy who is fast and focused on making his opponent surrender with ultra-high frequency attacks in a short period of time, Mu En is not very satisfied with this. Just like the previous times, he is still a little lacking in one-on-many.

Mainly physical strength and magic power, it is difficult for him to launch such a rough attack for a long time.

"It seems that the realm improvement has become an urgent issue again."

After the habitual self-examination, Mu En was quite helpless. He felt that with all kinds of powerful forces forced into his body, he was now like a golden human tricycle. No matter how luxurious the interior is, how advanced the logo is, and how high-end the shape gives people, the engine of this tricycle is still the two legs that are so ugly when walking.

However, this kind of problem can't be rushed.

Use your legs to kick more, maybe after upgrading your guns, you can immediately experience the feeling of flying.

This is just like some people like to bring sandbags to practice weights at ordinary times, and wait until the critical moment to show off. A small chassis, driving a big car, isn't it a kind of weight-bearing practice?

"Unfortunately, now is not the time for me to practice."

After temporarily restraining his slightly scattered thoughts, Mu En continued to move forward.

The beastman crawled in the shadows and growled. On that face that almost human face, it seemed that he had finally found the fear that belonged to humans. Facing Mu En's step-by-step approach, he seemed to be begging for mercy, trembling and shedding tears.

"Please...save me..." Such a vague sound came out from the cracked and ferocious mouth.

But the knife light still flashed indifferently.

The hideous head was separated from the neck, and the bright red blood added another stroke to the abstract painting. The cruelty and fear finally disappeared from the face.

"Sorry, I can't save you."

Mu En murmured:

"I can only let you... rest in peace."

As a man who once carried the weight of millions of sins, Mu En would naturally not stop easily. Whether it was blood or corpses, he still stepped over them easily.

Without stopping.

Finally, he came to the little girl.

"Are you still not going to do it?"

Mu En stared at the little girl in front of him.

She was probably only seven or eight years old, with pale skin and no blood color. She was wearing a loose white dress, like a hospital gown.

And from the wrist exposed in the sleeve, Mu En could see dense stitching marks.

It was like a rag doll that was constantly destroyed and sewn.

And such a rag doll-like little girl, at this moment, was still squatting there, as if she had lost her relatives or couldn't find the direction to go home, sobbing and crying softly.

From just now on, she has been crying, and has never taken any other actions, even letting Mu En take the lead in dealing with those beastmen.

But... from just now on, Mu En's perception has not moved away from this little girl for a moment, even when fighting with those beastmen, he has maintained the highest vigilance against her.

Because whether it is intuition or the consciousness trained by fighting with some strange things for a long time, it tells Mu En... this little girl is the real dangerous existence.

"Those beastmen were attracted by your crying, they are all dead now, why don't you do it?"

Mu En asked again.

He still held the two swords tightly, his muscles tensed, alert to the sudden attack of the little girl...

"Woo..."

But she is still crying.

Just like a real homeless little girl, squatting alone in the silent and dark streets, crying helplessly and sadly.

"Since you don't answer... Sorry, I don't have time to play the game of looking for mom with you."

After Mu En confirmed again and again that this strange little girl had no desire to attack, although he felt a little reluctant to attack a little girl, he still swung the two knives in his hands.

Puff.

The cold light easily separated the flesh and blood.

The poor little girl was cut into three parts.

The head fell to the ground, and the crying stopped abruptly.

Everything became quiet.

It was so quiet that Mu En could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat.

Mu En was alert again for a long time, but still...nothing happened.

"Could it be that my premonition was wrong? This little girl was just used by the other party to attract attention?" Mu En frowned.

This possibility is not impossible, so it was precisely because of the existence of this strange little girl that he was successfully led away from Albert.

Feeling the uneasiness still beating faintly in his heart, Mu En stared at the little girl's body for a long time, tightening and loosening his hands for several times in a row. In the end, he couldn't do it again. He shook his head and finally chose to turn around and leave to chase the eldest prince who was one step ahead.

No matter what the other party was thinking, as long as the eldest prince's safety was guaranteed, everything would be fine...

Mu En's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Around him, there were always a few stars for lighting.

As his eyes tilted slightly, he saw that under the illumination of those stars, a huge shadow slowly rose behind him, gradually swallowing his shadow completely.

Mu En clenched his two knives and remained silent.

...Zheng——

The blade and the claws met, and sparks and buzzing burst out again in the night.

"There are still beastmen who dare to sneak attack me?"

Raising his hand to block the sneak attack casually, Mu En frowned and said in surprise: "A fish that slipped through the net?"

Ding.

Mu En flicked away the claws, turned around, and prepared to free this poor innocent man.

However, when Mu En's eyes fell on the beastman who attacked him, he froze in place for a moment.

He could not free him again.

Because... this beastman had already been freed once.

"What... what?"

The neck that was still bleeding was now empty, and the claws used for attacking were only half left... and this beastman, who had clearly been dealt with by Mu En once, was staggering, with strange and awkward movements, and attacked Mu En again.

"Not dead?"

This thought flashed through Mu En's mind for a moment, but he immediately rejected it.

Because it was not the first time to come into contact with these beastmen, Mu En knew very well that the so-called beastification was completely different from the almost immortal evil believers he had met before. They were just infused with beast blood to gain more tenacious vitality, which was far from the cockroach state that was truly affected by the power of the evil god. Beheading was already a fatal injury to these beastmen.

Moreover, the movements of this headless beastman at this moment were not like those of a living creature at all, but more like... a puppet?

Mu En's eyes condensed, and he quickly scanned and soon found a clue.

Silk thread.

Blood-red silk thread.

Mu En saw extremely fine blood-red silk threads that were almost invisible to the naked eye passing through the body of the headless beastman, controlling him to do these strange behaviors.

When Mu En noticed those blood-red threads, he found that they seemed to have no end, extending along the flesh, skin, and exposed wounds, and one extended to... the ground.

Mu En's pupils suddenly shrank, and he even subconsciously took several steps back.

Because it was not until then that he realized with horror that there were countless blood-red threads that seemed to have vitality, running through the pool of blood, the remains of limbs and bones, and even through the soles of his feet, spreading silently, densely, until it was woven into a huge and blood-red... net.

He had already been deeply trapped in the net.

And the source of these blood-red threads was...

Mu En raised his head stiffly.

"Crunch... ..."

The sound of the twisting joints, in this pantomime stage, was like a gust of cold wind, appearing so abruptly.

The little girl who was divided into three parts staggered to support her upper body. Her wounded waist was smooth, and the blood-red threads were entangled, pulling the lower body to close quickly.

The wound on her neck also had blood-red threads, which pulled her head back violently.

However, it seemed that this rough union made her feel a little uncomfortable, so she pulled her head out violently, twisted it, and reattached it.

This shabby rag doll was restored to its original state.

This time, she raised her head and finally faced Mu En, revealing her face hidden in her long hair and shadows.

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