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The Ghost King's Wife is Sassy and Beautiful
Chapter 384 - 384: Save You? A Useless TrashChapter 384: Save You? A Useless Trash
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After that person appeared, regardless of whether it was the Emperor’s men or the people from the Yuan Mansion, all the secret guards seemed to have been cast an immobilization curse and could not move.
They were controlled by a magical force and could not use the spiritual qi cultivation in their bodies. Someone wanted to forcefully break through this restraint, and the powerful force almost killed him.
Yun Ran wasn’t affected that seriously, but she also sensed a strong sense of danger and picked up Bun.
It was not the Fixed Body Curse, but the black gas released by the strange man. That person stood beside Blood Chef, his clothes fluttering with the black mist.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Master, save me!”
When Blood Chef saw him appear in front of her, her eyes flickered with the desire to live. She knew that as long as this person was willing, she could survive.
However, that cold voice sounded in midair. “Save you? A useless piece of trash actually wasted one of my spirit designs.”
“No, I’m not trash! Master, I’m the servant you chose! The most loyal servant!” Blood Chef lay on the ground and begged.
However, that person was not moved at all. “The best ending for trash is death. Since I’m here, I might as well help you.”
As soon as he finished speaking, that person raised his arm. With a wave of his hand, a ball of black fog enveloped Blood Chef’s body. After the black fog dissipated, only a shattered skeleton was left on the ground.
The man glanced at the white bones and smiled coldly. “You’re a piece of trash whose bones have been shattered into pieces. You actually want to live.”
Yun Ran was a little distance away from them, but it didn’t stop her from hearing the conversation between Blood Chef and this strange man.
From their conversation, one could tell that this strange man was the master of Blood Chef.
According to the information gathered by the 12 Divisions, Blood Chef was one of the Eight Divine Fiends. This man’s identity was very likely to be the boss of the Eight Divine Fiends.
This man’s attack was strange. With a wave of his hand, Blood Chef turned into a pile of bones.
Yun Ran hugged her Bun tightly. She held the saber in her other hand and was ready to fight.
After killing Blood Chef, the man did not intend to leave. Instead, he turned around and walked towards them with the black fog.
The little packrat in MO Beiyuan’s arms blinked, as if she could sense the powerful danger approaching.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer delicate and pretty eyebrows furrowed as she gripped her father’s clothes tightly with her small hands. Then, she shouted at the person walking over, “Big baddie, it’s Blackie Big Baddie! Blackie Big Baddie is here!”
The little packrat’s voice was crisp and clear in the silence.
Yun Ran could tell that there was something wrong with her Sweetcake’s mood. She must have been frightened. There was a slight tremor in her voice.
Yun Ran’s eyes darkened. She approached with Bun to comfort her little packrat.
“Sweetie, be good. Don’t be afraid. Daddy and Mommy are here.”
The man wrapped in black fog swept his gaze over them and said with some interest, “Under my Demon Spirit, this child can actually open her mouth and shout so loudly. It’s quite interesting. Why don’t you let me bring her back and play with her?”
As he spoke, he controlled the black fog to attack MO Beiyuan.
MO Beiyuan gathered his spiritual qi and blocked the attack of the black fog.
The little packrat also raised her little hand, wanting to wave away the annoying black fog. “Stinky black egg, don’t touch Sweetcake’s father!”
The man took a few steps back as if he had discovered something interesting. He stared at the little packrat with interest, “So you were the one who injured that useless Blood Chef? What an interesting little thing. You injured my people.. Shouldn’t you accompany me?”