After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 224 The New Master Appears
They moved with incredible speed, like a gust of bloody wind. Before Jiang Shu could even smell the strong scent of blood, they were already standing in front of her in the blink of an eye!
Then, a hoarse voice rang out: "You...have arrived."

As soon as she finished speaking, dozens of cloaked figures slowly and respectfully bowed to her.

Jiang Shu: "..."

Not far away, Feng Li, who had been languidly sitting up, spoke in a light but firm tone:
“Baby, come to my side.”

Without saying a word, Jiang Shu walked towards Feng Li. When she was still a meter away from Feng Li, he pulled her into his arms!
Jiang Shu thought of Rong Jingchen and Nie Zheng's half-dead injuries, and her eyes filled with deep wariness as she looked at the man in black robes.

"If you're going to fight, then fight! Don't bother with all this polite prelude!"

“We won’t fight you.” The old man at the head of the group had deep eyes that seemed to be luring a plump little lamb. “We’re afraid it will hurt your hands.”

Jiang Shu shrank back into Feng Li's arms warily: "What nonsense are you talking about! My Rong Jingchen cleaned up that bunch of scum and you beat him to death, insisting that he broke the rules. Today I'll break the rest of the rules too, bring it on."

“You’re different.” A questioning look appeared on the old man’s pale face. “If you want… there are still a few left. They’re rough and might hurt your hands. Shall we take care of them for you?”

Jiang Shu felt it was absurd!

She hinted to Feng Li, "We've probably run into a bunch of lunatics. You hide behind me, and if things get bad, just run with those mercenaries!"

Feng Li chuckled but didn't say anything.

Jiang Shu, unconvinced, gave an "Oh," and said, "Then show me how you've solved it now?"

The black robe flashed by, leaving a blur!
Then, the last few thugs fell to the ground.

Jiang Shu: "...Is it my turn now?"

"Yes and no." The leader of the black-robed men wiped the blood from his fingers and took out a steel stamp, a box of inkpads, and a notebook from another black-robed man.

"This is the Misty Continent household registration we made for you ourselves. You only need to press your fingerprint, and we'll stamp it with a steel stamp, and it will be valid." The man in black robes looked at her eagerly. "The Holy Spirit Academy should have told you about this beforehand."

Jiang Shu took a deep breath: "I disagree! I want to go home with my friend."

Feng Li hummed in agreement and replied, "My darling can't live without me."

"You are FY Feng Li, the richest person in the world?" The man in black robes looked at Feng Li as if he were looking at a mountain of gold. "If you are willing, you can also join our vampire clan."

"Join you, and then become your money bag?" Feng Li raised an eyebrow.

“We are not greedy, vulgar people.” The man in black robes glanced at Jiang Shu again. “Jiang likes pretty things, but our clan can’t possibly gather enough people. With you by her side, she’ll be happier.”

"Thank you, but I don't need it," Jiang Shu refused. "I have five top beauties at home, enough for me to look at for a lifetime!"

"Bring them all," the man in black robes said enthusiastically. "If you still think it's not enough, we can find a way to lure the new master back. The new master is also extremely handsome, making it a lucky combination, and he'll be around you every day. How about that?"

Another man in black robes lowered his voice, slightly apprehensive: "Elder, have you consulted the new master?"

“He’s been missing for several years, does his opinion matter? Just think, Jiang is bringing a string of gods of wealth into our clan, what a wonderful thing!” The elder’s voice was very low, obviously embarrassed that Jiang Shu would hear him.

"Am I your ancestor?" Jiang Shu was completely baffled. "Look how you've spoiled me!" She paused for a moment, then asked, "What does the new master look like?"

"I don't know. He wears a mask all the time after he grows up." The man in black robes betrayed his new master without any burden. "But he's not ugly. He looked just as good as the old master when he was young. As an adult, we can only see half of his face, but his nose, mouth and chin make the women in the tribe go crazy."

"Where's the old master?" Jiang Shu asked deliberately. "And could you bring the old master here for me to play with as well?"

"Didn't the former master already..." The man in black robes paused, then changed the subject, "...as long as you are willing to join us, the former master will also be yours to keep."

"This is really interesting." Jiang Shu pondered. "You've tried everything to get me to join you, but I won't. Forget about any conditions, let's get started."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pointed her gun at the leader of the men in black robes and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!" The man in black robes swayed slightly as a bullet pierced the tree trunk behind him!

“We will not fight you,” a slightly regretful voice said. “But now that you have come to Misty Continent, we will not let you leave.”

A cold wind blew by, and Jiang Shu looked at the forest gradually being shrouded in thick black fog, as well as the blurry figures of the mercenaries, and subconsciously squeezed Feng Li's hand.

Her hands were icy cold. Feng Li gently grasped them, his voice still lazy and casual: "I'm here, don't be a coward."

"With your health, don't cause trouble." Jiang Shu took a deep breath. "I've only ever fought with real people, never with monsters. You should hurry up and call some people to help."

Feng Li laughed: "Don't worry, I didn't hide from anyone when I left. That bastard will make arrangements."

Jiang Shu watched as a group of black-robed figures approached her like ghosts. She put down her gun, clenched her fist, and said, "Then I'll try to hold out as long as possible."

As soon as he finished speaking, it was like a sheep entering a pack of tigers; they indiscriminately grabbed anyone they could and started beating them up!
Feng Li didn't add to the chaos, but simply watched quietly from the sidelines, his expression unreadable. In his eyes, the group of men in black robes didn't directly confront Jiang Shu, subconsciously giving way, yet they were like a tangled mess, surrounding Jiang Shu layer by layer, as if they wanted to pack her up and take her away...

Crows flew in disarray! A murderous intent suddenly arose in the thick fog.

Feng Li frowned slightly. The next moment, his gaze fell on the sky. A sliver of azure light streaked across the night, and his expression gradually darkened.

There was a slight restlessness among the men in black robes.

Suddenly, that wisp of azure transformed into a blue, illusory blade, cleaving through the thick fog of the sky and forest, and slashing straight down toward Jiang Shu's side!

Several shrill groans rang out!
Two of the black-robed men who had already entangled Jiang Shu had their arms severed, and another had half of his shoulder cut off!

The eerie sword light and shadow did not dissipate, but instead stood directly between Jiang Shu and the man in black robes. The distance of one sword strike seemed like an insurmountable chasm. On the azure sword light, there were wisps of eerie blood color. Just one glance was enough to send chills down one's spine!
Jiang Shu looked at the huge, illusory sword light with a sense of unease, feeling a vague feeling of familiarity.

Those sinister black-robed men, who had previously clung to Jiang Shu without any shame, huddled together like quails, reluctantly picking up their severed arms and shoulders and clutching them in their hands. Unable to hide their shock and fear, they knelt down on one knee, swallowing their anger.
Jiang Shu stared in astonishment at everything before her.

The next moment, a warm hand embraced her from behind, and Feng Li stood in front of her.

In the distance, the thick fog dissipated, and the bright moonlight, like a dazzling lamp, enveloped the entire forest.

Jiang Shu had never seen a moon that shone so eerily bright.

From a great distance, the sound of graceful footsteps could be heard.