CHAPTER 117: CHAPTER 77: THE BIGGEST WINNER!

Linglong watched as Su Qianqian approached her, her eyes suddenly filled with terror.

She tried to run.

However, any slight movement sent a searing pain through her abdomen, making her break out in a cold sweat.

Su Qianqian’s vision grew increasingly blurred as the poison deepened.

She reached out her hand and started feeling Linglong’s body from the bottom up, eventually reaching her chest and abdomen.

What is this?

She let out a slight gasp, squeezing hard, finally determining what that thing was.

Linglong was almost crushed by Su Qianqian’s forceful grip, tears filled her eyes from the pain, her face full of humiliation, shame, and resentment.

If looks could kill, Su Qianqian would have been dead by now.

"You’re a woman?"

Possibly due to the lingering poison clouding her mind, Su Qianqian’s thoughts were not as sharp as before.

She pinched Linglong’s body a few times and, feeling uneasy, rubbed it again before announcing her verdict.

"You’re the vile woman seducing Brother Fajing?"

"If it weren’t for you, Brother Fajing wouldn’t have left me!"

"You deserve to die!"

Linglong’s face turned red with extreme humiliation and rage.

At first, she could endure it, but listening to Su Qianqian accusing her of seducing the male lead finally made her snap, she used all her strength to utter a sentence.

"You can kill me, but you cannot humiliate me!"

Linglong didn’t think much of the male lead.

In her eyes, he was not only stupid but also ugly, utterly worthless.

Su Qianqian actually accused her of seducing him.

The insult was filthy!

Of course, the male lead wasn’t actually ugly.

Otherwise, Su Qianqian wouldn’t have been so infatuated with him.

Linglong thought the male lead was ugly mainly in comparison to Zhao Yi.

In front of Zhao Yi, let’s not talk about men, even women wouldn’t dare claim to look better!

When Su Qianqian heard Linglong’s words, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped her hard.

A clear handprint immediately appeared on Linglong’s delicate white face.

Linglong was stunned by the slap, staring blankly at Su Qianqian, not understanding her sudden madness.

Su Qianqian gnashed her teeth, her eyes fierce, and screamed at Linglong, "You are not allowed to talk about Brother Fajing like that, he is perfect in my heart!"

If Zhao Yi were here, he would notice that Su Qianqian’s mind was no longer stable.

She had become crazy and obsessive.

Su Qianqian knew her appearance didn’t match the male lead’s, so she kept lowering her stance, flattering and pleasing the male lead, hoping to continue receiving his favor.

How wise Linglong was.

After a slap, she immediately realized the woman in front of her was a problem, so she decisively shut up, saying nothing more.

Seeing that Linglong had been subdued, Su Qianqian showed a smug expression.

She spoke with a tone of seriousness and reverence.

"Brother Fajing is the best person in the world, I won’t allow anyone to insult him!"

Linglong turned her head and rolled her eyes.

This woman was so foolish that she couldn’t bear to watch!

Although she wanted to tear Su Qianqian apart, being at the mercy of others, she could only endure it, however angry or annoyed she was.

After teaching Linglong a lesson, Su Qianqian again indulged in memories of the male lead’s mesmerizing physique, feeling her way back to his side.

The male lead had just caught his breath, and seeing Su Qianqian come back for more, he felt utterly hopeless.

"Killing is overkill."

"Why go this far?"

The male lead roared furiously in his mind, crying for the old monk to save him.

Old monk: "..."

After a long silence, he sighed deeply and said, "This girl is your calamity, only you can resolve it yourself, I am powerless."

Male lead: "..."

He was almost at the limit of his patience with the old monk.

When he first found the old monk’s ring, he thought it would give him some support, some confidence in facing dangers.

But apart from the Secret Realm, the old monk gave him nothing.

Not teaching him the Arhat Temple’s cultivation techniques was one thing, but not helping with small matters was beyond his expectations.

The male lead had reached a dead end.

If Su Qianqian truly pushed him to the brink, he would drag the old monk down with him!

The old monk was evidently aware his words were excessive.

He coughed lightly.

The male lead thought he had finally realized his conscience and was going to take action.

Instead, the old monk simply played dead.

Male lead: "..."

Alright, alright!

Is this how we’re playing?

The male lead seemed to flash back to life, his eyes suddenly clear.

He felt it.

That plump hand was not satisfied, heading downward.

The male lead made up his mind.

If Su Qianqian dared to reach down there, he would drag the old monk with him to their deaths!

Hmm?

Su Qianqian suddenly let out a soft gasp.

Amidst her enjoyment, her fingers touched something sharp and pointed.

"What’s this?"

Su Qianqian paused for a moment, bent down, her swollen, dark face lowered to the male lead’s abdomen, curiously exploring the object in her hand.

The spike!

Only then did Su Qianqian slowly react.

She exclaimed, "Brother Fajing, what’s going on, are you injured?"

Male lead: "..."

Su Qianqian’s current situation was extremely awkward for him.

She was reaching, but hadn’t fully reached.

The male lead’s body tightened, his eyes blank, at a loss like an abandoned puppy.

"In this situation, how should it be calculated, should we reach mutual destruction or not?"

After discovering the first spike, Su Qianqian no longer had any interest in seeking allure on the male lead’s body.

She began to inspect him inch by inch, leaving the male lead wishing for death rather than living, until she found all five spikes.

"How did this happen? Who’s so cruel-hearted!"

Su Qianqian covered her mouth, speaking in a choked tone, crying like delicate plum blossoms in the rain, exaggeratedly, making it utterly disgusting to watch!