Zhong Shaoyu, who could only place her hope on the outside world, slowly closed her eyes. However, the moment the claws touched her clothes, a scream suddenly sounded, the sound was sharp and harsh.
Zhong Shaoyu let the sound sting her ears. She frowned and subconsciously opened her eyes. She saw that the hostess's arms had been cut off, and one of the arms rolled down in front of her feet.
Someone actually saved her life at the critical moment.
Zhong Shaoyu raised his head in shock and saw the hostess lowering her head and looking back and forth on his bloody shoulders several times. He raised his head to look up, and then he also raised his head and followed her line of sight.
A red wedding dress fell from the sky and landed steadily behind the hostess.
Zhong Shaoyu followed the figure and saw a pair of familiar eyes.
She didn't expect that Jiang Yu would be the first to arrive.
He was still wearing the red wedding dress he wore at night, his eyes were slightly red, and his whole body was filled with a violent aura.
He didn't give the mistress any chance to breathe or react. He grabbed the mistress's neck and, regardless of her whining and struggling, he pressed harder with a gloomy expression.
The surrounding brides felt the mistress's pain, and each one turned into a ball of black mist and rushed towards Jiang Yu in all directions.
Jiang Yu was soon shrouded in layers of black mist. The black mist was so tight that Zhong Shaoyu had no idea what was going on inside. Suddenly, a blood-red light split the black mist. Along that crack, there were countless cracks.
It spread and stretched crookedly in all directions until more and more blood-red light spilled out. In an instant, the black mist exploded with a bang like a filled balloon.
A fierce momentum suddenly surged out from the black mist. For a moment, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, with sand and rocks flying.
Zhong Shaoyu subconsciously raised his arms to cover his face. Mu Rou, who was seriously injured not far away, was shaken by the momentum and flew one meter away.
When all the dust settled, Zhong Shaoyu slowly lowered his arms and saw a desolate scene, with overgrown weeds half as tall as a person.
The surroundings were completely quiet. Everything that just happened in the brothel was like a dream, and there was no trace of it here.
Zhong Shaoyu calmed down for a while, then slowly turned around and saw Jiang Yu standing not far behind him.
Unexpectedly, it was him who saved her from death this time.
He didn't speak. In this near-dead silence, she and he looked at each other for a long time before Zhong Shaoyu reacted: "Thank you... thank you."
Jiang Yu moved his lower lip but couldn't make a sound.
Only then did Zhong Shaoyu realize that Jiang Yu was trembling. She couldn't help but frown: "Are you injured?"
Jiang Yu's voice was hoarse when he spoke: "No."
...No, why are you shaking like this? As he spoke, Zhong Shaoyu found that his shaking was not like he was injured, but more like he was afraid of something behind him.
She was stunned for a moment, feeling that her idea was a bit ridiculous, what was she afraid of? What could Jiang Yuhou be afraid of in this world?
Soon, Jiang Yu returned to normal: "Are you okay?"
Zhong Shaoyu didn't expect that he would care about her. He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "It's okay."
Jiang Yu said no more.
The two of them walked around in the wilderness for a while. Zhong Shaoyu was about to ask him if he was okay when suddenly Yuan Jingce's voice came from not far away: "Muruou——"
Zhong Shaoyu followed the sound and saw Yuan Jingce coming over with a few disciples from Wumeng Mountain.
