A weak and evil woman was exiled? The beastly husbands risked their lives to protect her

Chapter 659 Xiaoying, you're awake!

"Or perhaps we could wait until it gets dark and have those winged creatures 'help' you?" Charon's lips curled into a sinister smile, his voice dangerously low.

"However, their claws can tear through scales, and their barbs on their tails can pierce rocks. They don't know how to be gentle with women like we do."

“So—” His muscles tensed, veins bulging in his arms, as he tried to break free from the dodder vines, “let me help you.”

"Young City Lord!" The eight stone beastmen kneeling behind were about to step forward when they were simultaneously gripped by an invisible force, their throats choked and their limbs bound.

Everyone froze, a gasp escaping their throats, "Holy Maiden, you—"

Although they knew that Jiang Xinli had awakened her wood-type superpower.

But they never imagined that she could imprison nine elite Stone Clan members at the same time!
Jiang Xinli glanced at them coldly, then her gaze returned to Charon's face.

"Charon, actually, you don't want to form a pact with me, do you?"

She gently traced her fingertips across his burning cheek. "In that case, why don't we try a different way of cooperating?"

Sweat rolled down Charon's forehead, and the flush of desire on his face grew even more pronounced. He breathed heavily.
"The only way to cooperate is through a pact."

Jiang Xinli's hand, which was gripping his vital point, tightened suddenly. "Why?"

The sudden force caused Charon to let out a heavy groan.

On the verge of losing his composure, he suddenly pulled back the giant scorpion tail that was wrapped around Jiang Xinli's ankle.

"Pfft!" The poisonous stinger pierced his own muscular back, and blood flowed out.

He forced himself not to release the venom, but the sudden, intense pain nearly crushed his back teeth.

As blood flowed out, the scent of datura pheromones emanating from Charon's body seeped into the air like a poisonous mist.

Jiang Xinli felt the heat and restlessness within her body surge up again.

Every inch of my skin felt like it was being gnawed by ants, a tingling, unbearable sensation.

Therefore, Charon's blood could actually enhance the effects of the medicine.

Large beads of sweat rolled down Charon's cheeks as he gritted his teeth: "The reason, I've already explained it."

Jiang Xinli clenched her fists, her tone remaining calm, "I don't believe it."

"Heh." Charon sneered, "Holy Maiden, time is running out."

"Or," he said, his breath ragged and a dark glint in his eyes, "do you wish to form contracts with all nine of us at the same time?"

"However, even if you were willing, your body couldn't take it," he said in a low, hoarse voice.
"This medicine uses rose petals as a base and is imbued with the Stone Clan's secret magic. You will endure nine rounds of torment, so—"

"Slap—" A hard slap landed on his face, leaving five thin, scarlet finger marks.

This slap shattered Charon's last shred of patience.

His vertical pupils suddenly turned cold, and his voice grew chilling and deep.
"Since the Holy Mother prefers to refuse polite offers and then suffer the consequences, then don't blame us for being impolite."

His scorpion tail pierced his back again.

A strong stench of blood quickly filled the air.

Jiang Xinli felt as if every cell in her body was being scorched by fire; her expression became dazed, and her body swayed subconsciously.

The dodder vines that were wrapped around Charon loosened slightly in response to her will.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Charon used his supernatural abilities to break free from the dodder flower's restraints. He gripped Jiang Xinli's wrists with both hands like iron clamps, about to forcefully press her down.

Meanwhile, the remaining eight Stone Clan Orcs also used their powers to break free of their restraints.

Their eyes gleamed with dark rage, and like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, they pounced on Jiang Xinli.

However, before Charon could even touch Jiang Xinli, a golden light exploded from her wrist, followed by an icy blue light. Like a silent tsunami, the light, carrying immense power, instantly blasted Charon and the remaining eight men away!
Jiang Xinli was slightly taken aback and looked down at her wrist.

The little azure dragon on her wrist suddenly opened its icy blue vertical pupils, leaped up, and its body rapidly expanded in mid-air, standing imposingly in front of her.

Jiang Xinli exclaimed in surprise, "Xiaoying! You're awake!"

This was the first time she had seen the little golden dragon awaken after its transformation.

"Scale Clan?!"

Charon and the eight Stone Clan orcs had just regained their footing when their expressions changed drastically the moment they saw the little green dragon.

Their pupils dilated, and they all turned to look outside the room.

The instant the little azure dragon opened its tongue towards the stone beastman, nine icy and powerful pressure surged forth from the dark and silent walls around them, collapsing into the room like a collapsing mountain.

"Crack—" A crisp sound like shattering glass came from all around.

At the same time, nine pairs of giant, blood-red vertical pupils, like eighteen blood-red lamps, suddenly opened in the darkness.

It wasn't dark yet.

But upon sensing the presence of the Scaled Clan, all the slumbering Winged Clan members awoke.

Charon's eyes darkened.

The other eight Stone Clan orcs' expressions changed drastically, and they either used their blades or claws to stab themselves.

The intense physical pain pulled them back from their slumber, which had been almost consumed by desire.

A sinister glint flashed in the viper-man's eyes. "Young City Lord, what should we do?"

Now that things have come to this, forming a pact is no longer possible.

Charon jerked his venomous tail back, "Prepare for battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, the nine nearly naked orc bodies instantly reverted to their half-human, half-beast combat forms.

They were covered in armor, fur, or scales, and they also had weapons in their hands.

Charon gripped his weapon tightly, his scorpion tail drawing a dark red arc in the air:
"Holy Mother, I forgot to tell you, each time the Sacred Beast Ruins are opened, a sufficient number of live sacrifices are required."

"Among the Stone Clan, only nine of us are capable of 'treasure hunting' in other dimensions."

"So, your fake beast husband can't get in."

“Without your blessing, we could not have killed the Winged Clan.” A sinister smile curled at the corner of his lips. “Without obtaining the Dragon Crystal, you cannot leave this place.”

“Since that’s the case,” he said, his voice tinged with ruthlessness, “then you can stay here, guard our corpses, and live out your life.”

“Or,” Charon deliberately thrust his hips forward and grinned maliciously, “we can form a ‘quick pact,’ and after we deal with the Winged Clan, I’ll slowly ‘serve’ you?”

Before she finished speaking, the little green dragon, suspended in mid-air, seemed to sense Jiang Xinli's anger.
"Crack—" The barrier surrounding the room shattered completely.

"Whoosh!" The sound of something cutting through the air rang out.

Nine winged creatures shrieked as they took flight, accompanied by nine chilling hurricanes and nine crimson flames crashing down on the crowd from above.

The flames instantly illuminated the entire underground palace, and the mountains of gold and jewels reflected a blinding light.

Before the little green dragon could retaliate by spewing water, a transparent barrier, shimmering with black light, enveloped and protected Jiang Xinli.

Charon glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, took out a black silk ribbon, and neatly blindfolded himself.

With a flick of his sharp scorpion tail, he leaped into the air.

"Kill them!"