Lin Qingfeng looked at the sect panel, a gratified smile on his face as he watched the NPC contribution points skyrocket from Su Ling'er's "slaughter" of the red-named monsters.
He was about to turn and praise Su Ling'er, but the moment he saw her, the smile on his face froze instantly.
The night wind seemed to stop.
The slender figure in red was clutching a stone bench, swaying precariously.
Her face was as pale as a sheet, and a startling trickle of bright red blood hung from the corner of her mouth.
Her large, limpid eyes now blazed with an almost twisted rage.
The blood dripped from her chin.
It made a soft DRIP... DRIP... sound.
And on the bluestone slabs below, the blood blossomed into tiny crimson flowers.
"Vile demons... Despicable degenerates..."
She gritted her teeth, her voice hoarse.
"I... I am irreconcilably at odds with you rats who dare to offend the Guixi Immortal Sect!"
