HLnovel Chapter 131 The Face Under the Veil
Chapter 131 The Face Under the Veil
Chapter 131 The Face Under the Veil
Chen Feng was surprised; he had thought this woman would use him as a human cushion.
The woman in purple walked towards him. To be honest, her cultivation level wasn't high; she relied entirely on the damage from poisons. Chen Feng sighed and thought to himself that he would just be a spectator for now.
The monks chased after them. Of the five, one was injured and not present, while the other four looked wary as they explained.
The woman in purple frowned. Chen Feng knew that this woman relied on surprise when using poison, and she was probably at a disadvantage from the start.
Sure enough, the woman summoned venomous snakes from who-knows-where, which crawled all over the ground, appearing densely packed, but only forming a small encirclement.
"Be careful, fellow disciples, these snakes are all highly venomous!" the first monk warned.
"Yes, senior brother, leave this to us. You go and capture that demoness! We'll be there shortly!"
Upon hearing this, the woman in purple narrowed her eyes immediately: "You?
As soon as she spoke, a black flute suddenly appeared in her hand.
"not good!"
The monk at the head of the group was startled when he saw it. His expression turned serious, and he almost immediately jumped up to snatch the flute from her.
Chen Feng was astonished. A flute?
He had heard his master say that there was a sect in the ancient martial arts world that appeared to have low cultivation levels, but were actually chosen ones, capable of commanding thousands of troops with just a flute in hand!
And this is the legendary... Ghost Doctor!
A slight stinging sensation came from my neck.
Chen Feng frowned and quickly peeled the colorful spider off his neck.
The monk did not take the flute from the woman in purple; he only reached out and grabbed the veil from her face.
Suddenly, the flute played a hurried note, as if reflecting the purple-clad woman's emotional fluctuations, filled with pent-up anger.
The monk's eyes widened as a venomous scorpion's tail hooked onto his arm, turning it black in an instant!
"you……"
The moment he fell to the ground, more poisonous creatures burst forth from the earth and instantly devoured him!
Seeing this, the others were both shocked and furious. They called out "Senior Brother!" and rushed out to surround and kill the woman in purple.
The flute music was restless, for some unknown reason causing the sounds to tear apart, and also mixed with a violent surge of spiritual energy.
Chen Feng could clearly feel the restlessness within, because when he pulled the little poisonous creature off, he was bitten hard by it.
In just a moment, the numb sensation spread throughout his entire arm.
Chen Feng realized he had been careless.
He can usually handle most poisons, but this one is no ordinary poison.
Cold sweat trickled down his back. He quickly sat cross-legged to meditate. Unlike the usual method of detoxification, no poisonous blood flowed out of his body. Instead, the poisonous blood gathered in his dantian, circulated once, and then dispersed to other parts of his body.
My master, that old geezer, said that it was only because of this fusion of techniques that he had such a strong resistance to poison.
The flute's hoarse and shrill sound, like noise, interrupted Chen Feng's concentration several times.
With his eyes closed, he could feel even more poisonous creatures emerging from the ground.
"Fat cat, come to my rescue! I'm about to die!"
Finally, Chen Feng gave in.
Upon hearing this, the fat cat, who had been inside the wooden ring, almost wanted to kill its master!
Chen Feng didn't know how long it took to process the toxicity.
In his still hazy consciousness, he heard the hoarse flute music finally disappear, and everything returned to calm. Then he heard someone leaving, followed by the sound of someone returning.
When Chen Feng opened his eyes again, he was surprised to see that the woman in purple was still there.
He looked at the sky as if it were half a century later.
The sky was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Stop looking, it's already evening." The woman in purple lit the campfire and suddenly said, "What a surprise, someone bitten by my spider didn't die."
The woman in purple sat opposite him at a slight distance, but her beautiful eyes still clearly showed interest.
However, Chen Feng felt that there was something on her face under the veil, but he was not sure if it was just his imagination.
"Haha, I've had a pretty strong resistance to toxins since I was little." Chen Feng said, looking around.
After completing the task, the fat cat returned to the wooden ring.
The woman in purple had no intention of believing his nonsense. She simply said, "We've known each other for a while now. My name is Zhonghua Rushang. What's your name?"
Chen Feng nodded slightly, seemingly unconcerned whether what he said was true or false, and replied truthfully, "Chen Feng."
Upon hearing this name, Hua Rushang was slightly taken aback: "You're Chen Feng?"
This woman actually knows him?
It was Chen Feng who was surprised.
"Ha. That day, when I bumped into those stinking monks, they were looking for someone named Chen Feng. I heard that he seriously injured their high monk." Hua Rushang looked like she'd seen a ghost, and her veil even fell off her face. "The Chen Feng they were talking about, could it be you?"
Chen Feng was stunned, staring at her face, dumbfounded: "Haha, it's...your face?"
Belatedly, Hua Rushang felt a chill on her face, and was startled, a flash of fear and panic crossing her eyes.
There is no other reason.
Even Chen Feng hadn't expected that this seemingly beautiful woman's face, beneath the veil, revealed blue veins on her translucent, snow-white skin, making it appear as if her face was covered in bluish blood vessels.
Chen Feng suddenly remembered. No wonder she reacted so strongly after the monk removed the veil from her face.
Everyone loves beauty, especially a woman.
"You saw it?" Hua Rushang turned her face away like a frightened animal.
But the fleeting glint of murderous intent in his eyes was immediately apparent to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng grinned and had to say, "I didn't do this on purpose..."
The next moment, it seemed as if a scene had unfolded before his eyes, and Hua Rushang had already pressed down on him, holding a knife to his neck in an absolutely ambiguous position.
Fortunately, Chen Feng had made preparations in advance.
He supported himself with one hand and pressed down hard on her wrist with the other, rendering Hua Rushang unable to move. Only then did she truly acknowledge that Chen Feng's strength was superior to hers.
"Hey, I've only just opened my eyes. If you wanted to kill me, you would have done it while I was meditating. Don't you think it's a waste to wait until now?"
Chen Feng said.
Then, through Hua Rushang's veil, he looked at her face.
Hua Rushang was furious. She said angrily, "If there hadn't been a tiger circling around you earlier, do you think I would have had to wait until now?"
This woman's face is just like the weather in June, changing in an instant!
Helpless, Chen Feng used a little force to remove the knife from her hand.
Hua Rushang exclaimed in surprise, only to be flipped over by Chen Feng and pinned to the ground.
She groaned in protest, and was about to move when Chen Feng struck her pressure points.
Only then did she realize with astonishment that Chen Feng actually knew acupoints like the back of his hand.
Chen Feng reached out to remove her veil.
Hua Rushang's eyes reddened with anger, her self-esteem deeply hurt, and she almost shed tears.
"You dare! I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"