Chapter Seventy-Five: The Spring Spirit Wants to Hurt Me?
About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door of my room.
An old woman's voice came from outside the door: "Young man, have you slept?"
I pretended to be "stunned" and didn't respond.
The old woman shouted a few more times, but I still didn't respond.
She pushed open the door and walked in.
Once inside, she locked the door from the inside, a greedy smile coming out of her throat.
"The Ghost Eye, the legendary Ghost Eye, has finally fallen into my hands. β
"With this ghost eye, the patriarch can be saved, and our cat demon clan can regain its strength again. β
The old woman's words made me tremble.
Unexpectedly, this group of cat demons also wanted ghost eyes.
Quanling ...... Deceived me?
This realization makes my heart twist like a knife.
After all, she is the woman I love the most, and it is the first time I really love someone.
The taste of being deceived by a beloved woman...... Indescribable.
Listening to her footsteps getting closer and closer, I immediately wanted to jump out of bed and resist.
At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly kicked open.
Immediately after, the voice of the spring spirit came.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
The old woman's tone was a little panicked: "Quan Ling, you...... Why are you back?"
Quan Ling didn't answer her, but said coldly, "Mom, what are you doing with the dagger in your hand?"
The old woman smirked, "Don't do anything." It's just trying to dig out the ghost eye. β
Quan Ling suddenly became anxious: "Mom, you said that you just need a fresh ghost tear to save the patriarch." β
"You...... You can't gouge out ghost eyes. β
The old woman sighed: "Child, you are too naΓ―ve. β
"The patriarch has been in a coma for decades, how can a drop of ghost tears be cured?"
"Only the whole ghost eye can wake up the patriarch. β
"Once the patriarch wakes up, then my cat demon clan will be able to return to their peak. β
"And you will become the hero of my cat demon clan. β
Listening to the conversation between the two, my heartache finally decreased a lot.
Quan Ling didn't want to hurt me, she just wanted me to give them a ghost tear.
Perhaps, the spring spirit sensed that a ghost tear could not satisfy the old woman, so he deliberately reminded me not to let me eat their food, so as not to be stunned.
The spirit of the fountain is protecting me.
Quan Ling said coldly: "Mom, you die of this heart, I can't let you take away the ghost eye." β
The old woman was a little angry: "Quan Ling, don't be emotional. β
"Is it important to be a foreigner, or is it important for me to be a cat demon, you have to weigh it yourself. β
"Besides, you don't want to save your master? If you don't give me ghost eyes, I won't save your master. β
Master? Do they know the whereabouts of the master?
Moreover, this old woman, can she still save the master?
My emotions suddenly became a little excited.
Quan Ling said categorically: "The master wants to save it, but he must not sacrifice Yifan to save the master." β
The old woman was even angrier: "Bastard, I think you are fascinated by this man. β
"Get out of here, I've got to take the ghost eye anyway today. β
Quan Ling immediately stepped forward and stopped the old woman: "Unless I die, don't want to hurt him." β
The old woman let out a hysterical cat meow angrily: "Meow! Then you will die." β
As soon as he finished speaking, the room was filled with the sound of a fight.
Quan Ling and the old woman fought.
At this point, I couldn't pretend anymore, and I jumped out of bed with a bang.
When the old woman saw me wake up, her face changed miserably: "You...... Why didn't you faint? This ...... It can't be!"
I glared at the old woman viciously, "Bastard, I can see that you are not well-intentioned. I didn't eat your food at all. β
Quan Ling looked at me apologetically: "Yifan, I'm sorry, I didn't expect ......"
I smiled at Quan Ling: "Quan Ling, don't worry, I don't blame you." β
"I know, you didn't want to hurt me. β
Quan Ling nodded.
Quan Ling was seriously injured, and she was no match for the old woman, and she was beaten back step by step by the old woman.
I picked up a stool from the side and slammed it at the old woman.
But there seemed to be eyes behind the old woman, and as soon as the stool in my hand hit it, the old woman bounced and easily dodged it.
"Bastard. The old woman gritted her teeth angrily: "Dead girl, you dare to resist me!"
"Today, you have to die with him. β
As she spoke, the old woman slipped into a room in two steps.
Quan Ling was suddenly shocked: "It's not good, she wants to turn into her original form." β
"Stop her, stop her. β
With that, Quan Ling and I rushed to the room where she was hiding.
However, it was too late.
Before we could reach the door, a strange wind blew in the room.
The door slammed in the wind, and in the next second, an old cat as big as an adult dog jumped out of the room.
This person is obviously an old woman.
The old woman let out a heart-rending cat meow, and then she jumped and flew directly out of a distance of seven or eight meters and pounced on me.
"Grass!"
I was frightened by the old woman's attack.
The old cat was too big and strong, and the speed and strength of the attack was great, and before it could get close to me, I felt a gust of wind blowing in my face.
I immediately lifted the stool and slammed it at the old cat.
Unexpectedly, the old cat seemed to drill tofu and easily drilled a big hole in the stool.
Its claws scratched my face hard, too.
I felt a hot pain in my face, and subconsciously covered my face and squatted on the ground, trying to avoid the old cat's attack.
But the old cat grabbed me by the clothes and threw myself on the back.
Its sharp, sharp claws scratched at the back of my head.
Quan Ling immediately rushed up and picked the old cat out of me.
The old cat let out another roar, and it bit Quan Ling's arm, and its paws scratched on Quan Ling's arm.
The spirit immediately attacked it with his other hand.
But the old cat's body was so flexible that it crawled up to her back along Quanling's arm, scratching wildly.
Quan Ling's clothes were torn by the old cat in the blink of an eye, and the blood marks were shocking.
Quan Ling fell to the ground in pain, trying to crush the old cat under him.
However, the old cat again sensitively circled in front of Quan Ling, and Quan Ling's back fell to the ground hard.
The old cat is going to scratch the front of the spring spirit again.
"Get out of here!" I was furious, rushed forward, and kicked the old cat.
This kick kicked firmly on the old cat's body.
But it didn't do it any harm.
Instead, the old cat wrapped itself around my leg again, scratching and coming at me in the face.
At this time, Quan Ling took out a second kick from his arms, put it on the ground and quickly ignited it, and then pounced on me to save me.
With a blasting sound, the second kick was blown out of the air, and then exploded again in midair.
Quan Ling said to me while driving away the old cat: "Yifan, hold on, our rescue is about to arrive." β
I don't even have a chance to speak now.
The old cat is so fierce that as long as its body is touched by it, it will leave scratches on its body.
Now I feel like I'm covered in bloody wounds on my chest and back.
After struggling for a moment, I finally got rid of the old cat.
But the old cat was thrown away, and as soon as he landed, he bounced again and attacked me.
I wasn't even given a chance to breathe.
Quan Ling immediately stood in front of me and stopped the old cat.
Quan Ling yelled at me, "Yifan, run, run." β
"Go and get the helpers. The rescuers are coming, and they can get rid of my mother. β
I was anxious, looking at the bruised Quan Ling, and my heart was in a heart-rending pain.
I angrily picked at the ghost's eyes, and finally pulled out a ghost tear.
I grabbed the ghost tears and slapped them at the old cat frantically.
Ghost tears were falling on the old cat's body, and the old cat let out a scream, and was violently bounced away.
After the old cat landed, he did not rush to attack, but his eyes lit up and stared at me.
I can tell it's a little scared of ghost tears.
I took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Brute, today Lao Tzu smashed you to death with ghost tears." β
Eventually, its greed prevailed over its fear of ghost tears, and it swooped down on me again.
Now it was too late to squeeze the ghost's tears, so I could only grab a stool leg and smash it at the old cat fiercely.
The stick was impartial and was smashing on the old cat's body.
Then, the stick broke, and the old cat continued to scratch at my face.
I closed my eyes in despair, and it seemed that this claw was inevitable.
However, I waited for a long time, but I didn't wait for the cat's paw.
I opened my eyes in surprise.
An arm as white as snow stuck the old cat's neck!