927: Chapter 576 Insect People_2 927: Chapter 576 Insect People_2 “Bang!”
Di Tong suddenly punched on the table, the tea in the cups splashed, and through gritted teeth he asked:
“But you do not compete or fight, why must the Family Head want your life, Young Master?”
Di Tong wiped the water stains off the tea table with a brocade handkerchief, smiling as he said:
“This tea is quite expensive, don’t waste it.”
Speaking of this, Mu Xingyi looked towards the direction of the Southern Desert tropolitan Mansion with a clear and remote gaze:
“The reason father wants to kill is actually very simple; as long as I exist, to him, it is an indelible sha.”
“…..” Di Tong’s eyes slightly widened.
Mu Xingyi smiled faintly and refilled Di Tong’s cup, speaking in a faint voice:
“But if he wanted to kill , all it would take is a single sentence and I would commit suicide.
Why involve so many innocent beings?”
Having said that, he shook his head lightly:
“It’s all too much trouble…”
“…..”
Di Tong looked at the Young Master before him, picked up the cup and angrily drained the fragrant tea within, and just as he opened his mouth to speak….
“Whoosh——”
Ti seed to freeze,
Amidst the sky full of wood shavings, a sharp claw breached the carriage’s Formation Patterns, pierced through the protection of the Xuan Turtle Wood, and without any warning decapitated Di Tong’s plump head!
“Pfft——”
The headless corpse kneeling in front of him, like a water fountain, gushed blood from the neck stump, splattering blood all over Mu Xingyi’s body in an instant.
Dotted and speckled, a different kind of crimson.
As the sudden change unfolded in front of him, Mu Xingyi’s expression still showed no variation, he glanced at the tea in his hand now stained with Uncle Di’s blood, and took a sip.
Feeling the sweet taste of blood between his taste buds, Mu Xingyi suddenly found his body inexplicably excited…
The next instant,
“Boom——”
A colossal arthropod beetle ripped through the carriage, the force of its movent flung Mu Xingyi out, rolling over the blood-soaked sand for dozens of feet before coming to a rough stop.
Enduring the dizziness in his head, Mu Xingyi struggled to get up from the ground with so difficulty, patted the dust off his body, and looked around indifferently.
The guards’ battle with the Insect Tide had now turned into a slaughter.
The sharp limbs of the beetles pierced through the guards’ skin and the skin of the common folk following the convoy, bore through their bodies, and with a jerk split them in two.
Limbs and body parts flew around, blood and flesh scattered, and the sound of the mandibles tearing flesh was horrifying.
Watching the grueso scene, Mu Xingyi quietly stood in place, waiting for death, but the desert beetles and the desperately resisting caravan guards seed to have a consensus to ignore him.
Dozens of huge, foul-slling beetles, wielding over a dozen spiny legs, swept past him, but not one attacked him.
Seeing this scene, Mu Xingyi looked down at his palm, sighed softly.
It was like this again.
It seems I wouldn’t die today after all…
But it doesn’t matter anymore.
The closest giant city to the Southern Desert tropolitan Mansion was hundreds of miles away.
Given his physical condition, he probably wouldn’t make it and would die in this wasteland.
With that thought, Mu Xingyi unhurriedly started walking away from the attacked convoy, but halfway through, he paused slightly, glancing in the direction of Qianji Gorge, his eyes showing a trace of contemplation.
Since he was going to die, then before his death, he should go see Wan’er at Qianji Gorge one last ti…
Having drawn so dry rations and a water bag with Origin Qi, Mu Xingyi turned and walked towards the direction of Qianji Gorge.
The twilight was like brocade, the setting sun like blood,
The circling strange birds in the sky, countless beetles erging from the ground, the sll of bloody slaughter, and that seemingly indifferent brocade-clad young man.
Everything was eerie yet harmonious.
However, this harmony only lasted for about half a mont.
Out of nowhere, a Western Region woman, with her thighs exposed and flat abdon, unexpectedly blocked Mu Xingyi’s path.
She looked at him, her eyes cold.
He also looked at her, unable to see her face clearly due to the light veil.
Her bare feet trod on the yellow sand while she moved towards Mu Xingyi, taking a ringed blade from her waist.
After a mont of eye contact,
Mu Xingyi casually dropped the just-picked up dry rations and water bag on the ground and then quietly closed his eyes.
There were no words between them.
“Pfft——”
Amidst the stillness, a gentle sound of a blade entering flesh was heard.
Feeling the warm liquid on his face, Mu Xingyi’s lips curved into a smile.
He knew,
That his father wouldn’t bother with such low-level oversights.
He wanted to open his eyes once more to see the yellow sky under the setting sun, but as soon as he opened his eyes, Mu Xingyi saw the Western Region woman, her body punctured by the beetles’ limbs.
It was a very long, thin leg blade.
Coming out from the ground, it pierced from the bottom up into her buttocks, ca out from her arm, and impaled the Western Region woman’s whole body in mid-air.
Blood trickled down the blade of her foot to the ground, yet the fatally injured woman from the Western Region did not die right there.
She glared with her eyes, wanting to resist.
But in the next mont,
another slender blade-like leg erged without warning from beneath the sand and pierced through her forehead.
As the woman from the Western Region passed away, the whole earth began to tremble.
Particles of fine yellow sand jumped up and then fell again until a certain threshold was reached…
“Rumble—”
The yellow sand heaved, flurrying into the sky as if a dragon was flipping over, and a giant arthropod beetle, a hundred zhang tall, appeared on the surface.
Bathed in the setting sun, dust fell from its enormous body in tangles and strands; its hundred-zhang legs plunged into the yellow sand, supporting its massive form, like a prival behemoth that had stood since ancient tis!
“….”
Looking up at the bug before him, Mu Xingyi’s indifferent gaze saw its abdon’s folds as well as the gradually erging human-like head.
In that instant,
Mu Xingyi’s indifferent peach blossom eyes suddenly flashed a trace of understanding.
He finally knew why his father insisted he must die,
and,
why his mother was unwilling to speak of his birth father…
…
…
…
“Hum—”
Following a whooshing sound, a dark brown spiral bone spike unobstructedly pierced through a giant beetle ten zhang tall, instantly draining it of life.
After the beetle died, its remaining nerves caused its slender limbs to instantly curl up into a ball.
Glancing at the disgusting bug, Xu Yuan patted the sand dust off his clothes and slightly disdainfully said to Xiao Bai beside him:
“Isn’t it possible for you to be a little more watchful while you’re cultivating?”
Bai Muxi slowly opened her eyes, a smile brimming as she said:
“Young Master, I was watching.
It’s just that you made your move too quickly.”
Xu Yuan rolled his eyes, sowhat speechlessly:
“Watching?
The bugs reached visible distance and you still didn’t make a move?”
Bai Muxi smiled and blinked:
“These types of bugs are everywhere in Qianji Gorge; if we made a move every ti they ca into view, we’d never be able to kill them all.”
Xu Yuan sighed, no longer speaking, and silently threw a piece of firewood into the bonfire, sparking a shower of embers.
Right now, the two of them were in a narrow valley within Qianji Gorge, steep cliffs without end in sight, sunset yet to fall, but the valley was already completely engulfed in darkness.
Coming to Qianji Gorge, Xu Yuan suddenly missed the life back in Wanxing Mountain Range.
Though equally boring, at least in Wanxing Mountain Range he could keep himself entertained daily by hunting demonic beasts, whereas Qianji Gorge had nothing but bugs besides bugs.
That’s not to say they couldn’t be eaten; there indeed was a custom in the Western Desert of eating demon insects, with proper handling even the venomous ones could beco part of a al.
They’d crunch delightfully when bitten into, with a tender and chewy texture.
But the problem was those were after processing.
Just looking at the giant compound eyes on the heads of these enormous beetles made Xu Yuan feel sick to his stomach, let alone thinking about cooking and eating them.
The human fear of arthropods really does run deep in our bones.
And the day and night of Qianji Gorge are entirely two different worlds.
During the day, all is calm, but co nightfall, it is filled with the rustling sounds of bugs crawling everywhere, revolting to even listen to, let alone see.
After half a month, Xu Yuan was barely hanging on.
Seeing the Young Master quietly adding firewood, Bai Muxi also dispersed her cultivation technique, pursed her lips, and swept her beautiful eyes around.
Dozens of palm-sized fiery orbs coalesced in the air, with a flick of her fingertips, the fireballs shot out toward the darkness in every direction.
Accompanied by the beetles’ painful “squeaking,” the surroundings montarily returned to silence.
Xu Yuan glanced at Xiao Bai.
Bai Muxi blinked her beautiful eyes pleasingly.
Xu Yuan rolled his eyes and continued to add firewood.
Hah, hindsight kindness is the cheapest.
The first day of missing the Wrapped Chest Princess.
Silence probably lasted for about half an hour when a graceful figure in black gently landed beside the bonfire.
Xu Yuan looked at the tired Treasure-Hunting Beauty who had worked all day and asked with a smile:
“How about it, any discoveries today?”
Ran Qingmo gently sat next to Xu Yuan and spoke softly:
“This afternoon, a hundred li north from here, I saw an estate.”
“An estate?” Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows.
Ran Qingmo thought for a mont and seriously said:
“Yes, there was a sister there who invited in to rest, but I declined.”
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