The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 377 Arresting people
Su Xiyue suddenly grabbed his hand and said earnestly, "Things are different now. You have me, you have Zhuohua, and you have Ye Ling and Mo Lin."

"late."

Bai Qi's eyes were filled with desolation, and the phantom of the ten tails flashed behind him. "My hands are already stained with blood, and even my luck has fallen from purple-gold to red."

Seeing him like this, she felt terrible.

"not late."

She pulled Bai Qi to the window, where the afterglow of the setting sun shone into the room and fell upon them, as if they were gilded with gold.
"did you see it?"

She pointed to the fiery clouds on the horizon, "Even if you hit rock bottom, the sun will still rise tomorrow. Luck can fall and rise again."

In the courtyard, the little fox Zhuohua was chasing the little phoenix Fengling, chirping incessantly in fright and flying wildly all over the yard.

Feng Ling is Feng Su's beloved daughter, the female phoenix who was born not long ago.

The little fox Zhuohua couldn't fly, so it could only anxiously circle around the yard, its nine fluffy tails sweeping back and forth, its eyes fixed longingly on the little phoenix in mid-air.

In the master bedroom.

Su Xiyue saw this scene through the open window and turned to Bai Qi, "See? How lovely our daughter is. Whether for me or for Zhuohua, you shouldn't give up on yourself. So what if your luck has fallen? You can still return to your peak. From today onwards, every person you save will increase your luck by one point."

Bai Qi gave her a deep look, his emotions in his eyes complex and hard to decipher.

His gaze fell on Zhuohua and Fengling, who were still playing and frolicking in the courtyard. "Does Yue'er want me to become a saint?"

"Just be a good person."

She chuckled softly, her eyes gentle: "Good deeds are always rewarded, that's always true. You've suffered too much in the past, so do more good deeds and accumulate virtue to gradually restore your good fortune. I believe that one day, your fortune will return to its purplish-gold hue. Or even a dazzling gold."

Bai Qi looked at her intently and softly agreed, "Okay, for you, for Zhuohua, and for myself, I will try my best to be a good person and regain the luck I've lost."

Su Xiyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Bai Qi would get stuck on something, but thankfully he finally figured it out.

I also know that he is a man of his word; once he has promised, he will definitely do it.

……

That night it was Feng Su's turn.

The firelight flickered inside the room.

His fiery red feathered robe was half-open as he impatiently climbed onto the bed, scooped Su Xiyue up in his arms, and said in a sickeningly sweet voice, "Little Yue'er~ I've missed you so much, let me kiss you properly."

As he spoke, he leaned in to kiss her.

She quickly covered his mouth with her hand, a half-smile on her face: "No cultivation tonight?"

Feng Su narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and with his fingertips he picked up a strand of her hair and sniffed it lightly: "What cultivation can compare to the fragrance of Little Moon?"

Having said that, he flipped over and wrapped himself around her, tossing his fiery red feather robe aside to reveal his strong, muscular body.

The torch stuck in the corner of the wall popped and sparked.

Outside the window, Xuanming, carrying a wine jar, passed by. Hearing the commotion inside, he curled his lip and said, "Little Moon is biased."

I just slept in the master bedroom all night and did nothing, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt cheated.

Thinking that if he hadn't listened to Little Moon so much last night, he might have gotten to eat meat.

I was just about to go out for some fresh air.

Turning around, she bumped into Mo Lin standing coldly on the veranda and immediately laughed: "Oh, eavesdropping?"

Mo Lin glanced over in a daze, then his legs transformed into snake tails, whipping him directly into the woods outside the courtyard.

In the woods not far from the walled courtyard.

Xuanming, dazed and confused from the beating, got up, covered in dust, and leaned against the tree trunk, cursing, "Mo Lin, you uncivilized black worm, all I did was raise my voice a little, and you won't even let me talk about eavesdropping? Is that any reason to get so angry?"

He rubbed his lower back, which was sore from the slap. Mo Lin's snake tail strike was quite forceful; he estimated it would leave a bruise.

He grimaced and kicked the tree next to him, making the branches rustle and startling a few birds that were roosting there at night.

Suddenly, he sensed something, squinted and stared into the depths of the shadows, and gently sniffed the air.

It has an unfamiliar smell.

Xuanming's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his lazy demeanor vanished.

"get out."

He squinted and looked around: "Or... do I have to 'invite' them myself?"

After a moment of silence in the woods, a soft rustling sound suddenly came from below.

A dark figure slowly emerged from behind the tree, revealing a pale face in the moonlight, but a strange smile played on its lips. "Lord Xuanming is certainly in a bad mood..."

The newcomer had a hoarse voice, and tiger stripes were faintly visible on his arms. "How about I help you... put out the fire?"

"People from Wuli?"

Xuanming instantly recognized the person's identity, and the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire suddenly surged from his palm. "You've come looking for death, have you found the Wolf Tribe?"

The Winged Tiger Tribe is no longer the same Winged Tiger Tribe. The old chieftain is dead, and Mu Han has disappeared. After the new chieftain Wu Li took office, he became increasingly ruthless and vicious.

When the plague broke out last time, the Wolf Tribe sent medicine and holy water to all the tribes, and naturally sent a portion to the Winged Tiger Tribe as well.

All the tribes came to express their gratitude, except for the Winged Tiger Tribe and the Pig Dog Tribe, which remained silent.

These days, the orcs of the Winged Tiger tribe sneaked into the Sky Mist Canyon in the dead of night and even managed to slip into the Wolf Tribe. They were clearly not just visiting.

What were those orcs doing on patrol tonight? They just let them slip in so easily. They'll have to give them a good talking to later.

Xuanming thought to himself, but his face remained impassive. The crimson lotus fire in his palm burned ever brighter, casting a half-light and half-shadow on his face. He sneered, "What brings you to my wolf tribe in the dead of night?"

This orc is called Wuhuan, and he is the younger brother of Wuli, the new chieftain of the Winged Tiger tribe.

News of the lower realms of the Beast World had already spread, and Su Xiyue, a female member of the Wolf Tribe, received guidance from the Beast God in her dream.

Not only did they become more and more beautiful, but they also knew how to cure diseases and save lives, and even knew how to make delicious food, build houses, make pottery and smelt iron.

Which tribe wouldn't be envious of such a multi-talented female?
Previously, the Winged Tiger Tribe had Yunzhu and Chu Youyou, both of whom had received guidance from the Beast God. They didn't particularly care for Su Xiyue.

But now that Yunzhu is dead and Chu Youyou is dead, the situation has naturally changed.

Wu Li, harboring his own scheme, was unwilling to offer supplies in exchange, so he simply sent men to infiltrate Tianwu Canyon, intending to secretly capture the person and bring them back to the Yihu tribe.

Once Su Xiyue arrives at their Winged Tiger Tribe, wouldn't all the food, houses, pottery, ironware, and even medicines that cure diseases belong to their Winged Tiger Tribe?

At that time, their Winged Tiger tribe will be able to become the most powerful tribe and trample all those who once looked down on them under their feet.

The Wuhuan were the people sent by Wuli to carry out this mission.

He originally thought that his strength was already top-notch in the Winged Tiger Tribe, and that his sixth-level strength was enough for him to be able to do whatever he wanted in any tribe.

Of course, except for that pervert Mu Han.

But when he saw the leaping red lotus karmic fire in Xuanming's palm and felt the terrifying pressure coming at him, he realized how wrong he had been.

Eleventh level.

That was a height he could never reach in his lifetime.

The Wuhuan were terrified, cold sweat poured down their foreheads, and their legs felt as heavy as lead; they didn't even have the courage to run away.

He couldn't help but lament in his heart: Who can tell him why Xuanming's strength is so terrifying? Why hasn't any news of him come out?
If he had known Xuanming was this strong, he would never have accepted this mission.

But now, it's too late for regrets.

He forced a smile: "Lord Xuanming, you misunderstand. I was sent by the clan leader to deliver a gift of gratitude. There are too many people around during the day, so..."

"Fuck your mother's fart."

Xuanming suddenly sprang to his feet, his crimson karmic fire transforming into a long whip that lashed out. "Who comes sneaking around in the middle of the night to deliver a thank-you gift? Do you think I'm stupid? Easy to fool?"

The Wuhuan were whipped by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, their skin torn and their screams startling the owls in the entire forest.

His face grew increasingly pale, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, staggering backward in terror.

Suddenly, he flung three bone nails out from his sleeve, aiming straight for Xuanming's face.

"Little tricks."

Xuanming sneered coldly. He didn't even need to transform into a beast to deal with such trash. His karmic fire transformed into a shield, melting the bone nails into molten iron. The sparks that splashed off burned away the withered leaves on the ground.

Fortunately, the fire was small and was quickly extinguished, without burning down the entire forest.

The Wuhuan's eyes grew increasingly terrified. He transformed into his true form as a winged tiger, turned to flee, and spread his wings, instantly soaring into the air.

"Your wolf tribe will monopolize the Beast God's messenger sooner or later."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Lin appeared out of nowhere, having already transformed into his true form, the Teng Snake. With a flick of his tail, he directly pulled Wu Heng down from mid-air.

Xuanming leaped up instantly, his hands transforming into sharp claws that pierced through Wuhuan's chest and down his back.

"Keep alive."

Ye Ling's voice came from afar, but it was too late when she arrived. Wu Heng's entire chest had been pierced by Xuanming's sharp claws, and he was already dead beyond any doubt.