Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 162 Auntie, are you feeling better?
Mo Ziyuan stood there, looking down at the person as he went from struggling and convulsing to twisting and finally dying, his expression remaining indifferent throughout.

Once he had stopped moving completely, he turned his gaze to the next royal guard in black.

The man ignored the excruciating pain of his broken leg, staring in terror at Mo Ziyuan's slowly approaching figure and the long sword in his hand still dripping with blood, his body trembling as he shrank back.

"Hmph!" Mo Ziyuan sneered coldly, slowly but resolutely walking up to him, gently raising his long sword and pointing it at his brow.

"What...what do you want?" the man in black asked in a trembling voice.

"Hmph!" Mo Ziyuan chuckled again. "Aren't the royal guards supposed to be fearless even in the face of death? How come they're scared now?"

"I..." The royal guard in black swallowed hard, wanting to say he wasn't afraid, but he couldn't stop his body from trembling. He wasn't afraid of death, but he was still afraid of this torment that was worse than death. Although they had all undergone devilish training before actually starting their mission, including enduring all kinds of pain, they had never experienced such psychological torture.

“Hehe,” Mo Ziyuan looked at the remaining royal guards one by one. Each of them shuddered when they met his gaze, because his eyes were just too terrifying.

One of them rolled his eyes, opened his mouth and bit down hard, trying to bite off his tongue and commit suicide. He didn't want to suffer this torment anymore.

However, he was still not fast enough. A bright light flashed before his eyes, followed by a sharp pain in his mouth. He instinctively touched it and found that his entire chin was gone. Without the support of his jaw, his tongue drooped limply.

"Ah~" A bloodcurdling scream rang out, and he rolled on the ground, dragging his two broken legs. Bright red blood splattered from his chin, staining the ground around him.

All the surviving men in black looked on in utter horror, their fear becoming tangible. Some had considered suicide earlier, but after witnessing the fate of the man they had just met, they suppressed the thought.

At this moment, another strange thing happened. Suddenly, a continuous rustling sound came from the nearby woods, as if some huge or numerous things were moving rapidly toward them.

In an instant, whether it was the black-clad guards lying on the ground or Mo Ziyuan and the others, their expressions all turned solemn, and their eyes were all focused on the patch of wild grass that was constantly churning.

Then, countless green vines snaked out from the grass, their dark brown, smooth, almost glowing branches transforming into sharp awls that mercilessly pierced the body of the man in black lying on the ground.

Then, a chilling scene unfolded: continuous bumps appeared on the branches like rolling beads, just as the Adam's apple slides when a person swallows, while the leaves on the branches comfortably unfolded.

The men in black opened their mouths wide, letting out bloodcurdling screams as they twisted and struggled desperately, trying to break free of the vines embedded in their bodies. However, their bodies were firmly fixed in place, unable to move an inch, and they could only desperately feel their blood being sucked away bit by bit, their life force slowly draining away.

It is unknown how much time has passed, but the corpses on the ground that were originally killed or the royal guards whose legs were broken have all turned into shriveled skeletons, with only skin covering the bones.

The vines seemed very content, stretching their branches and leaves as if dancing.

"Holy crap, what is this thing?" Gao Yong gripped the hilt of his longsword tightly, swallowing hard as he muttered under his breath.

Although he had lowered his voice to a whisper, it still startled the vines, which suddenly stood upright and all turned toward their direction.

Although they had no eyes, at this moment Mo Ziyuan and the others felt as if they were being stared at by hundreds of eyes, their hair standing on end, and they dared not move an inch. Lin Xin, who was sleeping in the carriage, frowned and slowly opened her eyes.

"Sister, you're awake!" Lin Nan's surprised voice came from behind. Lin Xin turned her head and looked at her with bright eyes.

"Yes, they're awake!" Lin Xin smiled slightly and ruffled their hair one by one. "Have you all been watching over me the whole time?"

Upon hearing her question, Lin Nan's eyes immediately reddened. He lowered his head to hide his embarrassment and softly hummed in agreement.

Lin Tao's reaction was much more direct. He looked at Lin Xin with his big eyes and asked expectantly, "Auntie, are you feeling better?"

"Much better," Lin Xin replied with a smile.

The next moment, Lin Tao quickly kicked off his shoes and his small body rushed into Lin Xin's arms like a little cannonball, bursting into tears.

Lin Nan was stunned for a moment, then followed suit and snuggled into Lin Xin's arms. Although she didn't burst into tears, she couldn't help but sob softly.

Lin Xin pulled them into her arms, one on each side, feeling the abundant and familiar wood-elemental energy outside. Instead of comforting the two little ones for the time being, she closed her eyes and used her special ability to guide the energy outside to flow into her body continuously. At the same time, her severely injured body was also repaired to some extent.

Outside the carriage, Mo Ziyuan and the others stared in disbelief as the once rampant vines suddenly began to wither away little by little, until they lost all their moisture and turned into dry, lifeless branches.

They looked at each other, none of them knowing what was going on.

Lin Xin, who was inside the carriage, slowly opened her eyes after absorbing the wood-elemental energy to her heart's content.

After a while, seeing that the vines showed no signs of reviving, Mo Ziyuan and the others cautiously approached and tentatively poked the dry, cracked branches a few times with the tips of their swords. Receiving no response, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

“Let’s burn this weird thing! There are all sorts of animals on the mountain. What if they come back to life after sucking our blood?” Zhou Qi said after carefully examining a vine with the tip of his sword.

“Okay, let’s gather them all together before lighting them!” Mo Ziyuan and Meng Yixuan said at the same time.

Everyone got together and dragged all the vines to the middle of the road, away from the woods, and took out tinderboxes to start a fire.

The dried vines burned exceptionally well, quickly turning into a raging fire. To prevent future trouble, everyone except Gao Yong, who was left to watch the fire to avoid accidentally starting a wildfire, went back into the woods to search for any who might have been missed.

After finding a dozen or so dry branches and throwing them into the fire, Mo Ziyuan returned to the carriage. As soon as he lifted the curtain, he met Lin Xin's smiling eyes.

"Xin'er, how are you feeling? Is there anything else that's uncomfortable? Does the wound hurt a lot?" After asking three questions in a row, seeing that Lin Xin's complexion was much better than before, Mo Ziyuan couldn't help but laugh first.