Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 287 017. No vines or branches
"Cough, cough."

The woman named "Ming" coughed painfully a few times and tried to back away, but Jin Ziyue reached in and forcefully rammed his hand into her chest, gouging a hole in it.

"thump."

Ming fell backward to the ground, blood foam at the corner of her mouth, and the veins on her slender, pale neck undulated. She choked and could not make a sound, like a dying swan.

Her long, amber-green hair was spread out and stuck to the ground, stained with blood and ash. The woman's expression was lingering, her eyes filled with affection, but when she opened her mouth, pinkish blood foam gushed out, making her look incredibly tragic and beautiful.

The more this happened, the more vigilant Jin Ziyue became. Although the fruit knife was short, it was not dull and was perfectly capable of cutting the fruit.

Jin Ziyue holds the knife in reverse, which makes it easier to perform cutting and slicing actions.

Just as he bent down, he suddenly felt the ground shake, and a warning signal arose.

Jin Ziyue was prepared. He instantly sprang up from his bent-over position and leaped back to create distance.

"Pfft!"

Several green vines, as thick as a wrist, burst out of the ground, kicking up mud and sand. Their curved tips swayed, but Jin Ziyue missed them as he retreated.

The woman, with a hint of anger, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and scolded, "Hey, that's really going too far!"

She slowly stood up, her wound healing on its own. In a fleeting moment, a glimpse of white peeking out from the seam of her clothes was concealed by her hand, making the scene even more alluring.

"To finish off a dead person, even dismember them, is just outrageous!"

Ming felt that the other person was simply not human.

They are of the same kind!
She excitedly licked her lips; the red blood froth and the blood from the heart vein had turned into green tree sap. She asked, "Do you have necrophilia? Or some kind of dismemberment collection? Kid, I didn't realize you were so young, yet you're so adventurous."

A gentle breeze lifted Jin Ziyue's bangs, making his slightly furrowed brows stand out.

The other party's ability should be related to plants, but I currently lack the ability to discern fate and cannot observe the other party's destiny.

The abilities involved now include manipulating vines, tree-like forms, and regeneration.

And it's human.

"It's no fun pretending to be deaf and dumb all the time. If my sister catches me, I'll show you what 'horned beetle hand play' really means."

Ming tossed her hair aside, her expression tender, and slowly walked towards Jin Ziyue. Behind her, eight vines, like eight giant snakes, swayed gently, each with a different posture, ready to attack at any moment.

"Sigh, what can I do? You're so handsome, I had some impure thoughts and wanted to experience a forbidden romance between a younger man and an older woman," Ming said to herself. "I'll give you one more chance. How about we go on a date?"

To fight or to retreat? Jin Ziyue glanced around. If the opponent's ability was to manipulate plants, then they probably wouldn't be able to escape.

The park is full of artificial trees, and her vines grow very fast, perhaps with a wide range of influence. Right now, I am like prey caught in a spider's web.

That's why the other party dared to show up so openly.

"Hey, are you made of wood?! You wouldn't even budge if a fairy invited you?" Ming was furious. "You assaulted me and I didn't even pursue it, are you frigid or a man with erectile dysfunction?!"

I've got it! Plants are afraid of fire.

Jin Ziyue thought of the lighter in his pocket and the two bottles of strong liquor in his inner coat. He had originally planned to set the body on fire to destroy the evidence, but now they came in handy.

He was used to wearing a coat because it allowed him to conceal more weapons.

"Honestly, since you won't do me the honor, I'll just have to take the initiative." Ming sighed slightly, her eyes suddenly sharpening, and she increased the frequency of her high heels, launching her attack with a series of thuds.

The romantic entanglements became increasingly chaotic.

The vines spun rapidly, sprouting long, iron-like thorns. Eight long vines revealed menacing barbs, and with a slight twist, they shot out like lightning, appearing from afar like a giant wolf spider that had suddenly bared its fangs.

Eight black vines blocked the space from the left and right, high and low. Jin Ziyue had no choice but to dodge. He barely managed to twist his body to avoid the first two vines. The fishy smell mixed with the airflow reached his nose. He lifted his leg and stepped back to barely avoid the attack of the remaining two vines.

Before I could catch my breath, four more vines appeared overhead, forming a four-cornered net that descended upon me.

Jin Ziyue took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to exhale, and suddenly darted towards Ming.

The black vines pressed down on the ground, their vicious barbs churning the earth and sending mud flying like tangled leeches.

Taking advantage of this gap, Jin Ziyue slid left and right like an eel, instantly bypassing the vines that resembled pillars, and then leaped up with his knife in hand.

"So fast!"

Ming Linran was startled, and became even more interested in the little boy, saying, "Come here, your big sister is waiting for you with open arms!"

With vines swirling behind him, Jin Ziyue had no way to retreat and could only draw his sword and stab at the opponent's face.

His physique was not as strong as before. His frail body at the age of 16 could not support too much physical exertion. In fact, even such a simple dodging action had already caused his heart to be unable to bear it, and his chest began to hurt.

Now that the die is cast, there is no choice but to act. Even if there are traps ahead, we can only fight our way out of this predicament.

A slight smile appeared on the woman's lips. Just as Jin Ziyue pressed his face against hers, two more vines sprouted from the ground!

These two vines were not as thick as the previous eight, but were more delicate and agile, able to turn at any angle. The tender green buds seemed to come alive, flicking and retracting like a venomous snake, their target Jin Ziyue's hands.

Jin Ziyue showed no fear, pulled out the glass bottle from his pocket, and slammed it hard against Ming's forehead.

"A sneak attack?" Without thinking, Ming used one vine to shatter the glass bottle, and another vine wrapped around Jin Ziyue's knife-wielding hand. The eight black vines were like giant iron-scaled pythons, and a single thrust could pierce several large holes in his body.

At this moment, strong liquor spilled from the broken bottle. The high concentration of alcohol has a natural restraining effect on plants, and Ming could feel the resistance of the vines, so the vines did not immediately block the spilled liquor for her.

She had no choice but to subconsciously raise her hand, while simultaneously manipulating the vines that were entangled around Jin Ziyue, preparing to fling him into the air and away from herself.

At this moment, Jin Ziyue reached into his side sleeve with his other hand and took out a lighter, the kind of cheap plastic one.

An ominous premonition rose in Ming's heart.

Jin Ziyue was flung away by the vines, and eight black vines were already waiting for him, ready to tear him apart at any moment.

At this moment, Jin Ziyue had already thrown the lighter in his hand.

Ming's eyes widened suddenly as she watched the lighter fall to the ground, the liquefied petroleum gas exploding in sparks upon impact and compression.

The red nightmare devoured her whole.

"boom!"

Eight black python-like vines lost control and froze in mid-air, while two other tender green vines drooped their heads.

Jin Ziyue was thrown heavily to the ground.

He gasped for breath, watching the alcohol fuel the fire, the orange-red and black smoke alternating, sparks flying everywhere, scorching the target with a crackling sound—the bark of a tree crackling and peeling off.

Jin Ziyue tried to pick up the fruit knife from the ground, but the scabbard was nowhere to be found. The blade was covered with a lot of white tree sap, but the rest was still shiny.

He bent down and glanced at it.

The blade reflected light, revealing a flickering orange flame.

Jin Ziyue was stunned. He turned his head and saw Ming engulfed in flames, her clothes burned to tatters, her delicate skin turning into black bark, gradually cracking. The flames, like little devils, climbed up her body and devoured her at will, stirred up by the wind.

However, she ignored it.

A chill gradually crept into the woman's eyes.

The words that escaped his throat were filled with overwhelming resentment:

"How dare you... defy me—!"

(End of this chapter)