Warning! The evil god's minions are invading the eerie dungeon.

"Is anyone there?! Is anyone there who can respond?! Help!! Help!!!"

The figure that appeared in the darkness limped along, crying and shouting as he walked. His body was covered in wounds, and his JK uniform was soaked in blood and clung tightly to his body.

"Is it Xuejiao?"

Wang Shan was startled:

"How did you get injured like this..."

"you......"

Xuejiao was stunned when she saw the three of them. Then, with tears welling up in her eyes, she cried out in a hoarse voice:

"I've finally found you!! Please, please hurry and save him! Di'ao and I bumped into the ghost groom! Di'ao is fighting the ghost groom to save me, but... he's about to collapse, so he let me escape first! Please, please go and save him!"

After saying that, she collapsed against the wall, completely exhausted, her bare thighs covered in bruises.

"Your injuries are severe. Calm down, I'll treat you!"

Seeing that the other person was on the verge of death, Wang Shan professionally stepped forward, squatted down, took out a glass bottle of red liquid from his coat, and was about to splash it on Xue Jiao.

Suddenly, the sound of wind breaking through the air whistled in my ears.

Pfft!!!

Warm liquid splashed onto Wang Shan's face, startling him so much that he shuddered and his expression froze.

A blood-red axe was embedded straight into Xuejiao's head, cleaving her completely from the top of her head to the tip of her nose. The immense force knocked her to the ground.

Wang Shan felt the warm blood mixed with yellowish-white substances on his face, and turned around blankly.

Qi Xie's eyes glowed with the red light of a [Spirit Seer], and he calmly looked at Xue Jiao, his hand still in a throwing stance:

"Get up, stop pretending."

Wang Shan was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening, got up and instantly moved away from Xue Jiao's corpse, coming to Qi Xie's side.

Xuejiao's body remained lying motionless on the ground.

Qi Xie remained calm and didn't speak again. The shadow beneath his feet suddenly opened its blood-red vertical eyes and pounced towards Xue Jiao's corpse!

call out!

Xuejiao's corpse leaped up instantly, performing several backflips to dodge the shadow's engulfment.

Wang Shan's eyes twitched.

He almost got scammed!

"Oh dear..."

Xuejiao stood up, swaying slightly because of the heavy blood axe still embedded in her forehead. Her eyes, now divided to the sides, looked at Qi Xie, a charming expression on her face:

"This guy really doesn't know how to cherish women! He attacked such a weak woman without even a second thought..."

"Auntie, the little 'eight' marks on your face are almost as big as Thomas the Tank Engine."

Qi Xie sighed:

"If you smell like an old person, don't try to look young in a JK uniform, it's disgusting... If you have a daughter, she'd be old enough to wear it."

"..."

"..."

"..."

The air fell silent for a moment.

Wang Shan's lips twitched, while Bai Yiyi looked at Qi Xie with horrified eyes.

Although he knew that Qi Xie was deliberately exaggerating to provoke the other party.

But that one sentence is enough to make any woman consider that mouth a controlled weapon.

Xuejiao's charming expression froze, then crumbled little by little, turning into a ferocious and crazed expression.

The more someone tries to look young, the more afraid they are of being called old; the more someone tries to appear rich, the more afraid they are of being called poor. Qi Xie's words were like a knife piercing her heart.

"Fuck you! You're the one with the old-fashioned vibe! Your whole family has the old-fashioned vibe! I'm not even forty yet..."

Xuejiao roared hysterically.

"So, if you're not over forty, you're over thirty-five?"

Xuejiao's roar stopped abruptly.

Qi Xie tilted his head, looking at Xue Jiao with innocent and curious eyes:

"Can you still chew on ribs?"

"I'll fucking kill you!!!"

As Xuejiao screamed, she transformed into a blur and pounced on Qi Xie, her eyes fierce as if she wanted to tear Qi Xie apart alive.

"So fast!"

Wang Shan's pupils contracted.

If Xuejiao maintains this speed, she will definitely not be a nobody who can only rely on others to get through the game.

The only explanation is that Xuejiao has been hiding her true abilities.

"Go to hell!!!"

A blurry image suddenly appeared beside Qi Xie, reaching out with both hands to grab Qi Xie's neck.

Qi Xie was faster than Xue Jiao.

He stood still, without even moving his feet, and reached out to grab the afterimage, precisely grasping the handle of the blood axe embedded in Xue Jiao's forehead.

Xuejiao froze on the spot, her eyes wide with astonishment.

Qi Xie glanced sideways, his arm muscles bulging as he exerted force!

puff!

The Blood Axe cleaved Xuejiao's head open completely.

Qi Xie gripped the blood axe again and swung it forcefully, sending Xue Jiao flying. His tone was calm:

"You're from the 'Black Saint Guild,' right? You think you can take me down with a mere corpse puppet? You're underestimating me."

With the blessing of the [Spirit Sight], the body of 'Xue Jiao' in front of me remained lifeless from beginning to end, with only strange energy circulating.

Why...?

Xuejiao lay on the ground, her head barely reassembled, yet she could still make sounds, her eyes filled with venom as she glared at Qi Xie:

"I've been playing my part perfectly, constantly minimizing my presence, so when did you start noticing me...?"

"I've been keeping an eye on you ever since Wang Shan said that your 'Black Saint Guild' could hunt down enemies in dungeons."

Qi Xie flicked the shards off the blood axe and walked towards Xue Jiao:

"I'm used to thinking about the 'what if' scenario. What if you guys get incredibly lucky and get matched with me in this dungeon?"

"There are five people in the dungeon, three of them excluding you and your companion. You're only doubting me?!"

Qi Xie shrugged:

"Wang Shan is from the Wu'an Guild. Such a large guild has too much name recognition. If you want to ambush others discreetly, it is not suitable to use such an easily recognizable and noticeable identity."

"What about Dion?!"

"If an organization is reduced to using idiots as undercover agents, then it's pretty much doomed."

"..."

Xuejiao's mouth was slightly open, her lips moved a couple of times, but she couldn't say a word.

Hey!

That makes perfect sense!

"Any last words?"

Qi Xie had already reached the corpse puppet and raised his axe, looking down at it:

"It's fine if you don't tell me now; I'll have another chance to tell you when I find your true form."

"Hehehe... Don't be too smug. Do you know why I sent the corpse puppet to find you even though I knew I was no match for them?"

The corpse puppet, 'Snowy Beauty,' grinned maliciously:

"Of course, it's to buy time! Hahahaha!!"

"When I saw you easily subdue the gatekeeper, I knew I'd be instantly killed in a head-on fight, and I was really worried!"

"Who knew you would lead us to the back room, hehehe!"

If you hadn't drawn the fire, I really wouldn't have been able to find the ghost bride's bridal chamber alive!

Now that I possess the ghost bride's red veil, and combined with my abilities, it will only take a short time for me to directly usurp her existence and acquire her power!

"With the power of the ghost bride, I..."

Qi Xie, too lazy to listen to nonsense, remained expressionless, smashed the corpse puppet's head to pieces with one axe, picked up the blood axe and strode towards the direction Xue Jiao had come from.

Wang Shan and Bai Yiyi exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with tension as they followed Qi Xie at a distance.

Not far away, Qi Xie indeed saw a double wooden door, from which a green light shone.

Looking inside, Di'ao lay on the ground covered in blood, with blood foam coming out of his mouth, only exhaling and not inhaling.

Xuejiao sat in front of the dressing table, wearing a red veil on her head, but did not lower it to cover her face.

She was holding something that looked like an eyebrow pencil in her hand, facing the bronze mirror, as if she were putting on makeup.

The stick insect-like ghost groom surrounded her, but instead of attacking her, he turned his head to look at Qi Xie, a fierce glint flashing across his face.

Sensing Qi Xie's arrival, Xue Jiao slightly turned her body, a venomous and ferocious smile appearing on her face, which was painted with the same makeup as the ghost bride:

"You're too late, he's already my groom! Hahahaha!!!"

Qi Xie swung the blood axe, gripped it with both hands, and smiled:

"Don't be too smug, I'll make him a widower in no time."