C70 (1/2)

Thinking this way, my swinging stick suddenly stopped in front of the back of Zhang Mengling's head.

The stick did stop, but the wind created by the swing of the stick didn't stop. I only saw Zhang Mengling's long hair being blown by the wind by the stick. Then, Zhang Mengling slowly turned around and looked at the stick I was holding.

She looked straight at me and suddenly burst out laughing!

The laughter was not very loud. However, it was very strange and sharp. It was like the cries of a fox, and also like the ear-piercing sound of iron scraping against glass.

I shivered at the sound and staggered back a few steps.

At this moment, Zhang Meng Ling brought her head closer to my stick: ”Do you want to hit me? Come then and smash this head to pieces.” Don't be afraid, just think of it as smashing a rotten watermelon. Come on, come here! ” She kept pressing closer to me, pointing at her forehead.

I was forced back until I was in front of the window.

For a split-second, I really did feel like I was hitting Zhang Mengling on the head with a stick. However, I thought that this might directly take her life, so I endured it in the end.

The rain outside the window had not stopped. The wind was still blowing like a madman, trying to blow up the whole land. The rain was still like a faucet running at full speed, hitting everything on the ground.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed in the sky, causing a bright crack to appear in the thick dark clouds.

”Clap clap!”

Immediately after, a deafening clap of thunder resounded in his ears.

I was suddenly struck by the sound of thunder. In the light of the lightning, I looked at Zhang Mengling's pretty face and saw that it had suddenly cracked open, forming countless irregular cracks just like the ones on a parched piece of land.

Blood slowly flowed out from the crack, and soon, it covered her entire face, dripping down continuously and dyeing her clothes red.

Looking at her, I felt as if my heart had been set on a high-frequency vibrator.

I was nervous, but not as scared as I used to be. My mind is still clear. I am still hesitating. The ghost in front of me has taken over Zhang Mengling's body. Should I beat her up or not? If I don't beat him up, wouldn't I be tying up my hands and waiting for death? But if I were to smash it down, would I be able to kill that Meng Ling?

At this moment, Zhang Mengling, whose face was covered in blood, suddenly stepped in front of me with a hideous smile on her face. ”Yin-Yang Soul, I finally got you!”

The voice was hoarse and gruesome, like a rat in a sewer, and it made me feel uncomfortable.

When I heard that, I was stunned. Isn't that the blood demon's voice?

After a moment of hesitation, I made my decision.

I quickly waved the stick in my hand and smashed it towards Zhang Mengling's head.

It was unknown if the blood demon had been unable to dodge in time or if it had chosen not to. I only heard a muffled ”bang” before Zhang Mengling's entire head tilted to the side.

Although Zhang Meng Ling's head was tilted, she still had that ferocious smile on her face!

I immediately felt that something was wrong, so I quickly ran!

However, before I could even run a few steps, a hand grabbed my clothes by the collar! I was like a cat whose tail has been pulled. No matter how hard I tried to run, I couldn't run a single step!

At this moment, I panicked. I quickly tore off the outer garment on my body. In my panic, I finally managed to tear off my clothes. But at this moment, the door in front of me actually started to slowly move.

I threw caution to the wind, leaped, and pounced like a goalkeeper trying to save a soccer ball!

”Bang!”

Like a sandbag thrown out by someone, I hit the floor with a thud. Then the door slammed shut. If I'd been a second too slow, I wouldn't have been able to get out.

I could feel my muscles and bones tearing and hurting, but I didn't care. I struggled to get up.

At this moment, Zhang Mengling slowly walked out. She pulled at the door with one hand, and with a ”Pa” sound, the entire door was torn off by her. I looked at her and started sweating. Then if she wanted to tear me in half, wouldn't it be as easy as farting?

I quickly ran, but Zhang Mengling suddenly jumped up, flew past my head, and then firmly stood in front of me.

She slowly turned her head, her face covered in blood. Her head was still crooked. It seemed that my blow earlier was not light. However, her expression still carried a strange and malevolent smile.

”My darling, you won't be able to run away.” While saying that, Zhang Meng Ling licked her lips, licking away the blood that had dripped down the corner of her mouth.