Chapter 1469 - 1470: Battle in the Illusory Realm
The blood splattered on Qima's face with a squelch, so real.
"Brother Mike!"
In an instant, Qima was stunned.
She always thought the other person was impersonating Mike, but the splattering blood made her realize it was real.
"Brother Mike, I'm sorry, I thought…"
"You silly girl, it hurts so much." Mike grinned, in pain but with eyes full of affection.
"I, I... I didn't mean to." Qima was almost on the verge of tears.
"Silly girl, I'm fine." As he spoke, Mike actually embraced Qima in his arms.
Their lips came together, Qima slowly closed her eyes, allowing Mike to strip her clothes layer by layer.
But at this moment, Mike's appearance suddenly changed, becoming like Xueling.
And Qima's eyes turned red.
"Little girl, you finally fell into my hands, your blood must be very sweet, I love drinking it the most." Xueling licked his tongue with a greedy expression on his face.
His fingertips grazed, and a bright red line appeared on Qima's neck.
Qima's face showed an expression of pain.
However, in her consciousness, she was still held tightly by Mike.
She happily nestled in Mike's arms, letting him undress her, then pressing her tightly beneath him.
Though there was some pain, she felt very happy because finally, she was with her beloved.
Xueling looked at the smiling sweet face, displaying an immensely happy smile, filled with smugness.
"Little girl, letting you die in your lover's arms can be considered my mercy." Xueling's face revealed a proud smile.
But at this moment, suddenly Xueling felt a pain on his face, being struck away.
"Who is it?" Xueling fell to the ground, his expression icy.
At this point, a figure slowly walked out.
"You bastard, using such despicable means." Lin Chen looked at Xueling with icy eyes.
He gently came to Qima's front, seeing Qima with tears in her eyes, softly sighed.
"Qima, rest assured that I will avenge this for you."
As he spoke, Lin Chen's gaze turned cold, looking at Xueling by the side.
Xueling got up from the ground, found his face actually had blood streaks.
"Bastard, you dare let me bleed." Realizing he was disfigured, a trace of coldness flashed in Xueling's eyes.
"Kid, I've never been slapped by anyone, today I'll drain all your blood, turn you into a dry corpse." Xueling stared at Lin Chen coldly and said.
"Is that so? I feel you're just asking for it." Lin Chen said coldly.
Suddenly, Lin Chen's gaze focused, a beautiful figure actually appeared before him.
"Xiaohua!" Seeing that figure Lin Chen's gaze slightly changed.
Zhao Xiaohua slowly walked toward Lin Chen, with a smile at the corner of her mouth.
"Lin Chen, why did you come to rescue me just now, I miss you so much." Zhao Xiaohua had tears of grievance in her eyes.
"Xiaohua, I'm sorry, I…"
Lin Chen displayed some guilt on his face.
However, Zhao Xiaohua laughed charmingly: "Silly, I was fooling you, I'm not angry, I'm just happy you came looking for me."
Saying so, Zhao Xiaohua snuggled into Lin Chen's embrace.
"Lin Chen, let me hug you a bit longer, I miss you so much." Zhao Xiaohua's eyes filled with affection, her slender hands tightly clutching Lin Chen.
"Alright!" Lin Chen couldn't refuse, holding that slender little waist.
At this time, not far away, Xueling looked at the dazed Lin Chen standing in place, with a teasing gaze in his eyes.
There was no Zhao Xiaohua in front of Lin Chen at all; he had merely fallen into an illusion.
"Kid, I thought you were strong, didn't you still easily fall into my illusion?" Xueling smiled cruelly at the corner of his mouth.
"I am merciful, letting you die in your lover's arms, you should die satisfied." Xueling murmured to himself.
Lin Chen held Zhao Xiaohua, eyes full of affection.
Since Zhao Xiaohua appeared by his side, unknown how many times she's helped him through crises, but he never truly protected her.
So this time something happened to Zhao Xiaohua, Lin Chen felt very guilty.
"Xiaohua, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well." Lin Chen had a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, Xueling was already standing behind Lin Chen, a blood-colored dagger appeared in his hand.
"Kid, go to hell."
As those words fell, the dagger in his hand fiercely pierced Lin Chen.
With a squelch, a splash of blood, Lin Chen's head was directly severed.
"Haha, people say you're difficult to deal with, but in front of me, Xueling, aren't you still easily beaten?" Xueling laughed arrogantly.
However, suddenly, Lin Chen's corpse suddenly turned into a mass of black mist.
"This is!"
Looking at this black mist, Xueling's expression slightly changed, taking a few steps back subconsciously.
Because this black mist gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
In the next moment, this black mist actually transformed into countless vampire bats.
And those vampire bats, flapping their wings, instantly, tightly surrounded Xueling.
"No!"
Xueling's expression changed, he felt his blood being drained bit by bit.
"No, don't suck my blood." Xueling struggled desperately, but it was all to no avail.
Soon, his body was surrounded by countless black bats, collapsing to the ground with a thud.
At this time, the originally killed Lin Chen was standing behind him, watching the stunned Xueling with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
Then, not far away, Qima suddenly woke up, when she saw the scene before her, her face changed drastically.
"What happened to me?" Qima asked.
Lin Chen sighed and said: "You just fell into an illusion."
"What?" Hearing Lin Chen's words, Qima's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
Everything just now was just a dream.
Looking at not far away, Mike's corpse, Qima's face became incredibly cold.
Looking at the dazed Xueling standing in place, killing intent surged in Qima's eyes.
Her body rushed out suddenly, a blade fell.
Xueling, unknown how many people he killed with illusions, but he never dreamed he would die in an illusion himself.
Lin Chen looked at this scene, helplessly shook his head.
Qima, you go meet up with Aili and the others first, I'll catch up in a while.
"Yes!" Qima nodded, picked up Mike's corpse, and turned to leave.
Lin Chen looked into the depths of the jungle, speaking calmly: "Who's there, come out."
Behind the tree canopy, a figure slowly walked out.
Seeing the figure walking out, Lin Chen's gaze slightly focused.
Because walking out this time was none other than Zhao Xiaohua.
And Lin Chen could discern this was not an illusion, but real.
"Xiaohua!" Lin Chen's eyes were full of ecstasy.
Yet Zhao Xiaohua's face was exceptionally ugly, her wrist flipped, a dagger appeared in her hand.
"Kill!"
The cold voice came from Zhao Xiaohua's mouth.