NOVEL NEXT This wasn’t a war between the two parties, but a massacre aiming at people of Nan Jiang rather than those of Qing Yan.
Riding a gigantic wooden snake, Murong Xue shuttled ceaselessly among the big crowd of snakes, and killed all the wooden snake ghosts dashing towards her.
While she circled at a bigger and bigger radius, the number of the ghosts declined. Standing on the back of the wooden snake, Murong Xue could discern the horizon through the wooden snakes floating in the air. An almost imperceptible smile appeared on her face.
Cang Qiong, also standing at the back of a wooden snake, stared at the ghosts whose number decreased sharply. He was too astonished to believe what he had witnessed: Murong Xue wasn’t killed in the explosion, instead, she had learned to ride the wooden snake and used it against him. Damn it!
Murong Xue intended to kill him? That’s impossible!
“Merge!” Cang Qiong roared in an earthshaking voice.
“Yes,sir!” the black-garbed ghosts replied, and swiftly pressed the wooden snakes’ back. All the wooden blocks started to reorganize and formed a small platform in the blink of an eye. The flying snakes in the middle merged with the ones on their both sides slowly and ultimately, a huge platform was established.
Two long and slender shelves emerged from both sides of the platform with a wide, soft, and curved belt stretching in the middle. A big wooden case was set close to the belt. Nobody knew what was in it.
A ghost, standing in the front of the platform, was the driver, while the other two standing beside the belt were fully prepared!
“Kill them all!” At the words of Cang Qiong’s command, the two ghosts took out a ball-like object, put it on the wide belt, and pulled the belt backward with all their strength. The object darted towards Murong Xue’s wooden snake as an arrow.
“Let’s see how many more tricks can these bastards pull! What are these things?” Yuan Fangfei was totally amazed. She was standing in the groove at the tail of the snake, watching the balls come from all directions.
“I have no idea, but certainly nothing good!” Murong Xue shook her head and looked at Yuan Fangfei, “Have you finished collecting the things I asked you to?”
“Rest assured.” Yuan Fangfei responded in pride and took out clusters of dynamite. While killing the ghosts, Murong Xue asked her to collect the dynamite on the wooden snakes as much as possible. It was such an easy task that Yuan Fangfei could fulfill without much extra effort.
Murong Xue raised her slender eyebrows, and pressed the button on the back of her snake rapidly. Suddenly, four long and slim grooves appeared on the snake’s tails, while the wooden blocks retreated aside. “Put the dynamite in, right now!”
“Here we go!” Yuan Fangfei nodded, and put the dynamite in the four grooves respectively. The snake’s tail went back to normal as the wooden blocks closed up.
With a sinister smile, Murong Xue pressed the button gently. A block in the snakes’ belly suddenly disappeared. Clusters of dynamite dropped off from within and was shot towards all directions.
The dynamite collided with the balls in the air, leading to huge explosions. Buried in the heavy smog, Murong Xue’s wooden snake only suffered from a slight tremble, while the ghosts fell off the snakes one after another due to a wild jolt.
Murong Xue winked. She learned the eight-tailed wooden snake was a complicated instrument during the disassembly, so she invented an inner mechanism and asked her fellows, including Yuan Fangfei, to collect dynamite. It was beyond her expectation that it came in handy.