Chapter 277: The Mountain Lord, the Serpent Demon, the Scholar, and the Heart-Eating Crone
Li Yanchu made no attempt to conceal things from the others. After hearing the rodent-faced elder’s account, his eyes grew pensive, thoughts turning.
Unconsciously, his gaze flicked toward Lu Ying. Lu Ying’s eyes were calm, betraying nothing of what she might be thinking.
Meanwhile, the elder’s beady eyes spun about ceaselessly, darting to and fro. Zhu Laosan had been crippled by a single punch, his spine broken. And as for his own frail, wiry frame, he feared that one blow would scatter him into pieces entirely.
He resolved that if he managed to escape alive this time, he would gorge himself on a few more fresh human hearts and livers, just to steady his nerves. This young Daoist was too terrifying!
Li Yanchu’s gaze sharpened, and his eyes were cold as a saber as they fixed squarely upon his face.
“You lied to me!”
The rodent-faced elder froze, dumbfounded. “Daoist Master, what I just said was the truth.”
All his life, his words had always been half-truths, half-lies. Yet what he had just spoken was entirely genuine. For a moment he couldn’t understand why this Daoist would accuse him so.
Li Yanchu’s face darkened. “I was willing to let you go, and you dared to deceive me? How bold!”
Bang!
He struck with his palm.
The elder’s head exploded instantly. Not even a mist of blood remained, and the blazing surge of qi and blood incinerated him completely, as though he had simply been erased from existence.