bookcurios Chapter 151 Dark Elf 20
Chapter 151 Dark Elf 20
Not only did Vido see Qingyu immediately, but Xuanyuan Wu and the others were also immediately attracted by Qingyu the moment they entered.
However, due to the presence of the Dark Enchantress, Xuan Yuanwu did not shout out, but his eyes were burning with desire, and he would occasionally look at Qingyu.
Qingyu conjured a chair made of vines for herself. Since her true form is now plant-based, making these things is a piece of cake for her.
She sat languidly in the wicker chair, her blood-red dress resembling a blooming poppy, exuding a deadly allure.
Her slender, pale fingers rested lightly on the armrest, like the finest white jade. Her exquisitely beautiful face held alluring eyes filled with a mocking indifference, as if nothing in the world could possibly catch her eye.
It seemed as if he had become interested in what was in front of him.
Qingyu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. It should have sent chills down one's spine, but those who saw it felt a surge of warmth in their hearts, making them infatuated with her.
"Go ahead and hit me, I want to see~" The last syllable was drawn out slightly, with a hint of coquetry, so sweet it made your bones feel like they were melting.
Xuanyuan Wu gave her a deep look, a resolute glint in his eyes. He raised his weapon, pointing it at Anmei, and demanded, "Who exactly are you?!"
A sinister smile crept across Anmei's lips as she scoffed, "Didn't you already guess?"
Xuanyuan Wu's pupils dilated, his breathing became rapid, and he gritted his teeth as he uttered each word with venom: "Lord of Darkness?!"
Dark Enchantress grew even more contemptuous, "Not too stupid after all. Today, I'll finish you off, so you won't even dare to dream of things you shouldn't be thinking about... or people!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his cold gaze softened and became fixed on the woman not far away, as if she were already his.
This action enraged Xuanyuan Wu. Thinking of his recent setbacks, he immediately realized that the person in front of him was the one causing trouble. He felt both ashamed and angry, especially since this person had designs on Qingyu!
He immediately roared, "Wishful thinking! You dare to make a move on her?"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly thrust his long sword forward and charged toward Dark Charm like lightning.
Anmei remained completely calm, her figure flashing away like a ghost, transforming into a dark shadow in the blink of an eye, making her impossible to track.
At the same time, he swung his hand back, and several black light blades shot out, carrying a sharp gust of wind as they rushed straight towards Xuan Yuanwu.
Xuan Yuanwu reacted extremely quickly, nimbly dodging the black light blades with a sidestep.
He wielded his longsword with ease, creating several dazzling sword flowers. In an instant, the sword shadows were numerous, protecting him completely.
On the other side of the battlefield, Qingyu stood with her arms crossed, watching the fierce battle with great interest. A faint smile graced her beautiful face, as if she were quite satisfied with the situation before her.
She gently raised her slender, jade-white hand, and the surrounding vines, as if receiving some kind of command, quietly began to spread and grow.
As time went on, the battle intensified.
Xuan Yuanwu gradually realized that An Mei's strength far exceeded his imagination.
Despite his best efforts, he felt powerless and gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.
As the two attacked each other, their eyes met, and Anmei suddenly smiled knowingly, "I didn't expect you to overdraw your life force and luck in an attempt to defeat me..."
"Heh—" A cold laugh sneered from his lips, looking down on everything, "Just ants!"
The arrogant attitude, accompanied by immense pressure, swept towards Xuan Yuanwu, who gradually became overwhelmed, his face turning pale.
The others had already exhausted all their spiritual power and were of no help at the moment, not to mention that there was still San Ye over there who hadn't made a move yet!
Just as Anmei was seizing the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Xuanyuan Wu, a sudden change occurred.
Unbeknownst to him, his feet were now tightly entangled by the creeping vines, rendering him unable to move an inch.
Anmei, her face filled with astonishment and confusion, turned to look at Qingyu, heartbroken, "Why did you help him? Could it be... that you are in love with him?"
The last few words were spoken with great difficulty, and the tone was filled with sorrow.
Qingyu, however, didn't seem to mind. She giggled and smiled sweetly, "Your fight wasn't exciting enough. I haven't had my fill yet. Besides, here, who wins and who loses is entirely up to me."
She then looked at Mitsuha and said, "You can't help me, or I'll never talk to you again."
She hoped they would both suffer heavy losses, just like the proverb "when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits."
Mitsuha wasn't going to help in the first place; he only stayed to join in the fun, and perhaps, given the chance, he might even stab them in the back.
He dislikes both of them and has no intention of helping them.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything you forbid." Mitsuha smiled gently and moved a little closer.
The two did not hide their conversation from anyone, and Xuan Yuanwu, upon hearing this, felt a surge of joy.
His earlier frustration vanished, and he comforted himself by thinking that Qingyu was on his side!
Taking advantage of the moment when Dark Enchantress was trapped, he once again swung his longsword and launched a fierce attack on her...
The atmosphere became delicate at this moment, and the situation seemed to have reversed. Dark Charm thought that the vines would not bind him, but he did not expect that the vines were so powerful that he could not break free for a while.
He looked at Qingyu with sudden surprise and praised, "Not bad."
Qingyu smiled smugly, her eyes and brows exuding arrogance, tinged with a hint of blush, making her both alluring and beautiful.
Dark Charm's eyes were gloomy, and he pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, his expression gradually becoming serious.
Although he was trapped by vines, his eyes showed no fear.
Just as Xuanyuan Wu's sword was about to pierce him, he formed a hand seal and chanted incantations. A black light surged from his body, and the light seemed to have sentience as it swept towards the vines.
The once incredibly resilient vines withered rapidly upon encountering the black light, turning into dust and scattering into the air in the blink of an eye.
Xuanyuan Wu was shocked and his attack paused.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Anmei broke free of her restraints and flashed behind Xuanyuan Wu, holding a dagger emitting a cold blue light against Xuanyuan Wu's neck.
Upon seeing this, Qingyu frowned slightly, her face showing displeasure, and she was about to make a move.
Anmei smiled and said, "Don't waste your strength, Qingyu. I won't fight you, nor do I like it."
Qingyu pouted and glared at Xuanyuan Wu with a look of disappointment.
He's supposed to be the main character, how can he be so useless!
At this moment, Xuan Yuanwu was already at his limit, and the energy in his body was in complete chaos. He tried to struggle, but the next second, a cold voice came from above him, "Don't move, or my dagger won't be blind, and your spiritual power and flesh will probably be reduced to ashes."
Xuanyuan Wu stopped abruptly, his eyes filled with resentment, his fists clenched tightly.
Mitsuha watched this scene with great interest, secretly hoping things would get even more interesting.
Dark Enchantress whispered close to Xuan Yuanwu's ear: "You are so naive. Perhaps you had the chance to kill me a long time ago, but now... do you think you can kill me today? Now I am in control!"
After saying that, he applied a little force with his hand, and a trickle of blood flowed down Xuan Yuanwu's neck.
Xuanyuan Wu cried out in pain, realizing he couldn't escape today. He gave a self-deprecating smile, looked at Qingyu with reluctance, opened his mouth as if to say something, but found himself speechless.