So it turns out I'm the demon!

Chapter 283 Qingqiu Beautiful Woman

Lan Rou'er's head rolled off her neck.

A blank and innocent expression still lingered on her beautiful face.

The slender, headless body swayed, then slowly collapsed to the ground amidst the gushing blood from its neck cavity.

At the same time, the sheep's head suddenly lit up.

Two crimson, malevolent lights emanated from it.

Jiang Mu's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He reached out with lightning speed, his five fingers as if forged from steel, and grabbed the top of the sheep's head, squeezing it with force!

"Crack!"

The sheep's head was crushed to pieces.

With a bang, a cloud of red mist exploded in the palm of his hand.

Jiang Mu's figure vanished from his original spot the instant the red mist exploded, and reappeared in front of the wall on the other side of the Taoist temple.

He stood still, coldly gazing at the main hall.

The headless body that should have been dead on the ground actually stood up again from the pool of blood.

It bent down and picked up the crushed pieces of the sheep's head from the ground.

Then it was placed on its bare neck.

The moment the sheep's head landed on the severed neck, the flesh and bones began to writhe, the hair began to grow, and it eventually transformed into a fox's head.

Its pointed ears stood erect, and its fox-like eyes were long and narrow, with a faint green light emanating from its pupils.

Immediately afterwards, there was a soft "ripping" sound.

The woman's long dress was torn apart by some force, and three huge, fluffy white fox tails unfurled, swaying alluringly in the air. The next instant, the fox's head transformed once more.

Facial features were melted and reshaped.

She transformed into a beautiful and charming young woman.

The fox-spirit beauty smiled alluringly at Jiang Mu.

"Master Jiang seems to have no sense of chivalry whatsoever. How could he be so ruthless towards such a delicate and pitiful young girl who is so devoted to you?"

Jiang Mu said calmly, "Tell me, where is he?"

The beautiful woman asked in return with great interest:

"I'm quite curious, how did my supposedly flawless disguise slip up?"

"Your body odor is so strong, it makes me nauseous."

Jiang Mu said sarcastically,

"In addition, Qiu Yuexin once reminded me that the Qingqiu clan had produced a traitor who became a lackey of the Red Umbrella Sect. Not only is his disguise skill superb, but he also specializes in assassination."

While I was in Yancheng, you held back and didn't make a move. I guessed that once I returned to Huzhou City, you dog would definitely find a chance to bite. I just didn't expect you to wait until now to show yourself.

The whole "body odor" thing is pure nonsense.

The real flaw was the specially made jade hairpin that Qiu Yuexin gave him, which could sense the bloodline of the Qingqiu traitor.

The moment the woman, disguised as Lan Rou'er, appeared before Jiang Mu, the jade hairpin sensed something.

At that moment, he knew that the "Lan Rou'er" in front of him was the traitor from Qingqiu that Qiu Yue had been talking about.

Furthermore, after he activated his spiritual divination, the hexagram pointed directly to "extreme misfortune".

Two mere hyena monsters are far from worthy of Lingguang Divination's judgment of "extreme misfortune".

It can only be this fox demon.

At the time, Jiang Mu did not expose him, but simply went along with the plan.

He wanted to see what tricks this fox demon was up to, and whether he could follow the clues to find the kidnapped villagers or the whereabouts of Chu Lingzhu and the others.

"Heh heh, Master Jiang's mouth is really sharp."

The fox-spirit beauty covered her mouth and giggled, her chest heaving slightly. "However, I really didn't expect that Hall Master Jiang's cultivation level would improve so quickly."

Honestly, if it weren't for the strict orders from above, I really wouldn't want to provoke you, you god of death.

However, since I have decided to take action, I am confident that I can keep Hall Master Jiang here forever.

"Where is Lan Rou'er?"

Jiang Mu's eyes grew cold. He was too lazy to listen to her nonsense and pressed her for an answer again.

The beautiful fox spirit woman's eyes flickered: "Why is Hall Master Jiang so certain that little girl named Lan Rou'er is in my hands?" Jiang Mu looked at her coldly:

"Your other disguises are indeed flawless; it's clear you know Lan Rou'er very well. You either used soul-searching or interrogated her. So you know Lan Rou'er's whereabouts better than I do."

"Master Jiang, there's no need to bother looking."

The woman clapped her hands lightly, her smile becoming even more alluring, "Anyway, you'll all reunite in the underworld sooner or later."

As soon as the clapping ended, the iron chains that had been wrapped around the doors and windows rose up like venomous snakes, and the locks all turned towards Jiang Mu.

They attacked Jiang Mu from all directions.

The iron chains gleamed with a black light, and runes were faintly engraved on the links. Each chain carried a force powerful enough to shatter a magical weapon.

Jiang Mu's mind stirred.

In an instant, streaks of sword energy erupted around him.

The blade energy unfolded layer by layer like the petals of a silver lotus, swirling and twirling, severing the incoming iron chains one by one.

Before the new chains could close in, Jiang Mu had already swept across the scattered iron scraps, conjuring a blade of true energy in his hand, and slashed it down at the fox demon woman's head. "Whoosh!"

The blade cleaved the beautiful woman in two, but no blood flowed.

Her delicate body disintegrated, transforming into hundreds and thousands of iridescent butterflies.

The butterfly wings were translucent, swirling with a bewitching purple light, and they fluttered in dense clusters, surrounding Jiang Mu completely.

In the blink of an eye, the swarm of butterflies produced countless extremely fine silk threads.

These silk threads were incredibly strong, and in an instant they wrapped around Jiang Mu's wrists, ankles, and even waist and abdomen.

Jiang Mu snorted coldly, his arm muscles bulging out.

[Xuan Gang Zhen Jie] is in operation.

A pale golden protective aura exploded from his pores.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Those thin threads were all snapped, like fragile spider silk.

However, at the very moment Jiang Mu snapped the thin thread, the fluttering butterflies suddenly hovered in mid-air.

The patterns on the butterfly's wings began to change, transforming into countless eyes.

Alluring, seductive, mournful, yearning, tearful, smiling... pairs of eyes looked at him from all directions. Each one was overflowing with desire.

【Heavenly Fox Nightmare】!

In a daze, Jiang Mu's mind was gently stirred.

The Taoist temple in view began to blur, gradually transforming into the main hall of the former Jiang family residence.

The faces of women he knew well appeared before his eyes.

They seduced Jiang Mu with lust.

Shui Miaozheng's mature and melodious voice has the cool and repressed quality of Ling Ye, as well as Bai Xiang's occasional haughty and gentle reproach...

They attempted to drag Jiang Mu's rationality into the abyss.

Jiang Mu closed her eyes.

With a surge of sword intent within his mind, those decadent illusions were extinguished all at once, like candle flames swept away by the wind.

He opened his eyes again, his gaze cold and sharp as a knife.

He slashed at one of the butterflies.

With a scream, the fox demon woman stumbled and fell in mid-air, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the windows of the Taoist temple behind her were also shattered by the residual force of the sword energy.

Splintered wood pieces flew everywhere in the black smoke.

Seeing Jiang Mu charging towards her with a knife, the woman gritted her teeth and slammed her sleeve heavily onto the offering table beside her.

"Crack!"

The upper half of the broken statue of the deity cracked open in response.

Inside the hollow abdomen of the statue, a delicate young girl was found.

It was Lan Rou'er.

The girl's face was ashen, and her eyes were closed; she had clearly fallen into a coma.

"go!"

The fox spirit woman gave a sharp shout, and the remaining swarm of butterflies buzzed and turned around.

Thin, cicada-wing-like blades emerged from the edges of the butterfly wings, swirling like razor blades as they slashed towards Lan Rou'er.

Taking advantage of this brief opening, she dashed toward the broken window.

Clearly, they were preparing to flee.

Jiang Mu frowned, and in an instant, his figure disappeared from his original spot and teleported to the statue.

He swept his right arm horizontally, unleashing a blade of energy like a bolt of lightning, slicing the swarm of butterflies into dust.

However, just as Jiang Mu cleared away the swarm of butterflies and prepared to turn around and chase after the fox demon.

Lan Rou'er, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened her eyes.

The young girl opened her mouth wide.

A flying sword, only an inch long, shot out from under her tongue, aiming straight for the opponent's back!

A layer of dark red runes wrapped around the sword locked onto his soul energy.

"Hmph, I knew you, you sly fox, had this trick up your sleeve."

A cold smile appeared on Jiang Mu's lips. He didn't move, but a dark shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

The shadowy figure was similar in stature to him, and their auras were identical.

The flying sword's locking rune misjudged at the last moment, causing the sword tip to deviate and pierce straight through the shadow demon's chest.

It then vanished into nothingness.

The shadow demon merely swayed slightly before returning to its original state.

"Damn it!"

Seeing her carefully laid-out killing move so easily neutralized by the opponent, "Lan Rou'er's" face twisted and she reverted to her fox demon woman form.

She let out a furious shriek and suddenly opened her mouth wide.

His mouth split open in an incredible arc, and his chin almost reached his chest.

There are no teeth or tongue in its mouth.

There was only a bottomless black hole, which bit down on Jiang Mu.

However, Jiang Mu stood still, turned around and slapped the offering beside him, letting the ferocious fox's mouth swallow him whole.

As it turned out, Jiang Mu's judgment was correct.

The fox's massive jaws passed right through Jiang Mu's body like a phantom the instant they bit into him, causing no harm whatsoever.

This is still just an illusion used to deceive people.

On the contrary, the one who struck the offering with Jiang Mu's palm let out a shrill scream.

Crimson blood seeped from the offering surface, and droplets of blood meandered down the wood grain, gradually outlining a distorted human face.

It was the face of that fox spirit woman.

The man roared hysterically at Jiang Mu:

"Jiang Mu! If you still want to see that girl, you'd better surrender obediently! Otherwise, I'll skin her alive and make her wish she were dead!" "Your threat only makes me more certain that they're not in your hands."

A hint of disdain flashed in Jiang Mu's eyes. Too lazy to listen to her nagging any longer, he swung his arm down, and a blade of energy slashed straight at Gong.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the vessel shattered into pieces.

Almost at the same moment, the Taoist temple began to shake violently.

The grayish mud plaster on the four walls peeled off in a rustling sound, revealing dark red, fleshy tissue underneath.

Those "walls" are wriggling and contracting.

The surface is covered with large blood vessels and viscous veins.

The entire Taoist temple resembles the stomach of a giant beast.

Jiang Mu stood between the writhing walls of flesh, her expression suddenly realizing: "So I was inside your belly."

This Taoist temple is essentially the abdominal cavity of a fox spirit woman.

From the moment he stepped into the Taoist temple, he had already entered the belly of this fox demon.

This is truly a case of luring someone into a trap.

Sure enough, the fox demon woman's triumphant voice boomed from outside the flesh wall, like an echo chamber leaking from all sides:

"Jiang Mu, once you're inside my Qiankun Abdomen, you can forget about ever getting out."

Since you already knew this was a trap I set for you, yet you still dared to walk in, you can only say that you asked for death, and you have no one else to blame but yourself.” Before he finished speaking, the surrounding walls of flesh pressed in towards the center with even greater ferocity.

Like a giant mouth closing in, it was about to grind Jiang Mu into mincemeat.

Jiang Mu swung his sword and slashed.

The blade's force struck the flesh wall, leaving only a few shallow white marks; it didn't even break the skin.

"Don't bother."

The fox spirit woman's voice rang out again, "You will die by my hand today!"

Jiang Mu pondered for a moment, then took out the bronze Buddha lamp.

He tilted the Buddha lamp slightly.

A drop of dark golden lamp oil dripped onto the writhing flesh wall beneath his feet.

It was like boiling oil being poured into a raging fire.

The golden Buddhist karmic fire exploded the moment it touched the demon's flesh.

The flames spread rapidly in all directions, following the blood vessels and mucus on the fleshy wall.

In the blink of an eye, the entire inside of his abdomen became a golden sea of ​​fire.

"What is this?!"

"My stomach! My stomach!!!"

The fox demon woman's screams came from all directions at the same time.

The karmic fire of Buddhism is specifically designed to subdue the spirits and physical bodies of demons and evil beings.

The pain of being burned from the inside was a hundred times more terrifying than being slowly sliced ​​to death; the entire Taoist temple trembled.

"Peng"

With a muffled bang, a large hole was blasted open in the flesh wall from the inside.

Jiang Mu took a step forward.

He looked back, but there was no trace of the Taoist temple left.

Only one large, three-tailed fox lay in a pool of blood, its abdomen blown open, its internal organs spilling out onto the ground. Only one of its three tails remained.

The giant fox was clearly beyond saving, with only its last breath remaining.

It gazed at Jiang Mu, its lips moving:

"Jiang Mu, if you kill me, the Red Umbrella Sect will not let you off..."

The fox demon's eyes were filled with terror and regret.

She thought her elaborate schemes would kill the boy, but she was still no match for him.

"Alright, save your saliva for reporting to the underworld."

Jiang Mu walked up to it, looking down at the dying fox demon with a mocking tone.

"To be honest, with your methods of concealment and assassination, if you had come to kill me a few months earlier, you might have actually caused me some trouble. It's a pity your leader is inhuman."

The blade's energy swept past!

A fox's head rolled to the ground, completely lifeless.

Confirming that the Qingqiu traitor was beyond dead, Jiang Mu muttered to himself:

"The Red Umbrella Cult's decision to send assassins at this time clearly shows they're afraid. I just wonder if that vixen named Nan Zhi came along this time..."

Back in Yancheng, Jiang Mu had arranged for Si Rumeng, the tree spirit he had subdued, to secretly investigate the whereabouts of the Red Umbrella Sect and Nan Zhi. But after all this time, there hasn't been a single sound.

All I can say is that this tree demon is really unreliable. I'll have to give her a good beating next time I see her to teach her a lesson.

Just as she was thinking this, Jiang Mu's gaze sharpened.

Suddenly, a figure was seen slowly walking out of the black smoke.

The man's gait was quite strange; he limped and his joints were stiff, making him look like a puppet being held by strings.

Only upon closer inspection did I realize that the person was a peasant woman.

He wore coarse cloth clothes, had gray hair, and was surrounded by wisps of black smoke. His eyes were empty and lifeless.

His eyes were fixed straight ahead, but he was clearly not looking at anything.

"Demonic cultivator?"

Jiang Mu frowned slightly.

He was about to make a move when he was surprised to find that the peasant woman did not rush at him, but instead walked past him without stopping.

He didn't even glance at him from beginning to end.

Jiang Mu frowned, then concealed his presence and quietly followed behind her.

Outside Shuer Village.

Yan Fenghuo and the group of demon slayers were still anxiously waiting outside the black smoke.

The black smoke continued to billow, and there was no sound coming from inside; the silence was unsettling.

"Help!"

"Help!"

Just then, the edge of the black smoke suddenly rippled.

Several figures stumbled out, crying out for help.

Everyone tensed up, drew their swords, and became wary.

But then seven or eight villagers, their faces filled with terror, rushed out from inside, looking terrified.

Behind them, several hyena-like monsters suddenly appeared.

The two elderly villagers who were running at the back were exhausted and were pounced on from behind by hyenas. Before their screams could even finish, they were torn apart and eaten, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Among the fleeing people was a woman carrying a child, running towards Yan Fenghuo and his group.

The baby in her arms was crying loudly.

"Help!"

Yan Fenghuo's expression changed, and he was the first to draw his sword and leap out.

Yang Weiguang and Wang Chunda reacted almost simultaneously, leading their men to rush forward to help the villagers who had escaped.

However, the two sides are too far apart.

As Yan Fenghuo was halfway there, a hyena leaped onto the head of the woman holding the child, its sharp claws, accompanied by a foul stench, aimed at the woman's skull.

Yan Fenghuo flicked his wrist, and the crescent-shaped scimitar flew out of his hand.

puff!

The gleaming blade drew a cold arc in the air, slicing past the hyena monster's waist and abdomen.

Amidst the splattering of blood, the monster was cleaved in two mid-air.

However, the woman was struck by the strong wind from the monster's attack, stumbled, and fell to the ground.

Due to inertia, the child in her arms flew out of her hands.

"Wow"

The baby's cries came even louder from inside the cloth bag.

Upon seeing this, another hyena monster nearby immediately leaped up and opened its blood-red maw to pounce on the child in mid-air.

"Get out of here!"

At the critical moment, Yan Fenghuo arrived just in time.

He scooped the child into his arms while he delivered a powerful whip kick with his right foot, striking the hyena monster in the chin.

The hyena monster's jawbone was shattered by the kick, and it flew several feet away.

The remaining hyenas that were devouring the carcass were enraged. They let out low growls and pounced on Yan Fenghuo. Yan Fenghuo tucked the child under his arm, and with a flick of his left hand, the crescent-shaped blade spun back into his palm.

His steps faltered, and the glint of the blade wove a silver net around him.

Several hyenas crashed into the net and were torn to pieces, their remains falling to the ground with a clatter.

At the same time, Yang Weiguang and Wang Chunda, along with their men, successfully arrived in front of the villagers who had escaped.

However, just as several demon slayers reached out to help the trembling villagers, a sudden change occurred.

The villagers, who had been filled with terror, suddenly burst forth with a black, malevolent aura. Then, they opened their mouths and pounced on the unsuspecting demon slayers.

Like maddened beasts, they bit down on the demon slayer's neck.

"what!"

Screams rang out one after another.

Yan Fenghuo, who had just dealt with the hyena monster, heard screams and turned around. He was stunned to see villagers tearing at his comrades. Walking corpses infected by demonic energy?!

Suddenly, a sense of foreboding rose from the bottom of my heart, and I realized that I had made a fatal mistake.