Chapter 2119 - 1877: Betrayal (Part 2)
The four people glanced at Lang Xiaoran, but none of them moved.
Lang Hai laughed heartily: "Hahaha, Lang Xiaoran, all those who are alive are my confidants, they will not listen to your orders."
With that, he looked back and said, "Lang Qiang, Lang Tian, after I’ve dealt with Miss Xiaoran, you four can slowly enjoy."
Lang Qiang and the others had lecherous smiles on their faces, their greedy eyes fixed on Lang Xiaoran.
Lang Xiaoran was frightened, her body trembling, not expecting her trusted clan members to treat her this way.
She glanced at Song Yun, a look of sorrow appearing on her face.
If she had to give away her first time, she only wished to give it to Song Yun.
At this moment, thoughts of suicide crossed her mind.
But if she died, what would happen to Song Yun?
After a moment of silence, Lang Xiaoran’s face displayed a sorrowful expression, and she said to Song Yun, who was healing his injuries: "Goodbye, Song Yun."
When she turned to look at Lang Hai, her expression was resolute, she swiftly drew out a spear and pointed it at Lang Hai: "Lang Hai, come, I’m not afraid of you."
"Refusing a toast only to drink punishment!"
Lang Hai’s face darkened, his left hand reaching for Lang Xiaoran, while his right hand threw the spear.
The spear, like an arrow leaving the bowstring, moved with great speed, carrying a surge of True Qi, aimed at Song Yun.
Seeing the spear flying towards Song Yun, he was circulating True Qi to heal, unable to dodge.
If he interrupted the flow of True Qi, he wouldn’t need the spear to hit; his meridians would be damaged, making things worse.
The situation was dire, this spear seemed unavoidable.
In an instant, suddenly, a brown figure appeared, blocking in front of Song Yun, unexpectedly, it was Lang Hai’s Shen Wu.
Thud.
The arrow pierced through Shen Wu’s body, blood gushing out like a spring.
If it were usual times, it could deflect the spear.
But after a great battle, it was severely injured, it managed to rush in front of Song Yun, exhausting all its strength.
Bang boom.
Shen Wu collapsed with a crash, its sharp eyes glaring at Lang Hai, filled with deep disdain.
"Damned beast, you actually helped my enemy!"
Lang Hai flew into a rage, unable to catch Lang Xiaoran, he moved swiftly and swung his palm at Shen Wu.
His murderous intent was heavy, showing no sentiment, wanting to kill Shen Wu.
"Awoo!"
"Awoo!"
Wolves howled one after another, except Gu Feng guarding beside Lang Xiaoran, the remaining four living giant wolves gathered around Song Yun, surrounding both Song Yun and Shen Wu.
People can be indifferent.
But these wolves remembered it was Song Yun who saved them.
It was Song Yun who risked his life to save Shen Wu.
The four giant wolves, covered in scars.
But their morale was strong, crouching low, eyes fiercely staring at Lang Hai, looking like they wanted to devour Lang Hai.
"You... you’re courting death!"
Lang Hai was so angry he stuttered, he said to Lang Qiang and the others: "Make these beasts lie down immediately."
Lang Qiang and the others looked grim, not expecting the giant wolves to react this way.
Upon hearing Lang Hai’s command, they immediately activated the Beast Spirit Contract.
The four wolves instantly showed painful expressions and fell with a crash.
The contract was a constraint on them, as long as their master had a thought, they could not defy it.
"Awoo!"
The howling continued, even though these giant wolves had fallen, they still emitted unwilling cries.
"Rebellion, it’s simply rebellion!"
Lang Hai angrily walked over to Shen Wu, swiftly through the spear lodged in Shen Wu.
Shen Wu emitted a low growl, the wounds on its body oozing with a steady stream of blood.
"You beast, you dare block me. I’ll kill you now, and just tame another beast later!"
Lang Hai glared down at Shen Wu, wielding the spear, thrusting it down towards Shen Wu.
Shen Wu couldn’t move, its eyes fixedly staring at Lang Hai, filled with hatred and a trace of bewilderment.
"No, Lang Hai!"
Lang Xiaoran shouted, unable to stop Lang Hai’s actions.
Thud.
Lang Hai’s spear pierced through Shen Wu’s heart.
Then he swiftly pulled out the spear, with pieces of the heart clinging to the spearhead.
Shen Wu’s body trembled, gradually becoming still.
Its eyes never closed.
Even in death, its gaze was filled with confusion.
Perhaps it thought it might die at the hands of enemies, but never imagined it would be killed by its most trusted master.
"Awoo!"
"Awoo!"
Crawling around, the giant wolves howled mournfully at the sight of Shen Wu’s death.
"Shut up, all of you, or else you’ll die too!"
Lang Hai glared fiercely at the wolf pack, put away his spear, and turned to walk towards Lang Xiaoran.
At the same time, he ordered Lang Qiang and the others: "Kill Song Yun, I’ll drag Lang Xiaoran into the bushes, then it’ll be your turn."
"Yes."
Lang Qiang and the others responded, got up, and walked towards Song Yun.
"Stay away from me!"
Lang Xiaoran raised her spear and thrust it toward Lang Hai.
She was merely in the early stages of the SSS level, far from being a match for Lang Hai, who easily struck down her spear with a swipe of his hand.
"Ow!"
Gu Feng charged at Lang Hai, but Lang Hai punched him, sending him flying over ten meters, dazed and disoriented.
"Lang Xiaoran, today you’re mine."
Lang Hai grabbed Lang Xiaoran’s wrist, showing no mercy, and dragged her toward the bushes.
"Lang Hai, you’re heartless, you killed Shen Wu!"
Lang Xiaoran struggled with all her might, but Lang Hai’s grip on her wrist was unyielding.
"Oooooh!"
Gu Feng growled deeply, eyes blood-red, leaping at Lang Hai once again.
"You useless thing, do you really think you’re the Wolf King?"
Lang Hai shouted coldly and punched Gu Feng’s head again.
Gu Feng was sent flying once more, and although the fall seemed severe, he was not seriously hurt.
He stood up, shook his head, and charged at Lang Hai once more.
"Scram!"
Without turning around, Lang Hai swung a punch behind him.
The punch missed, and with a snap, Lang Hai felt his wrist being grasped.
He turned and found Song Yun standing right behind him.
"You... when did you wake up!?"
Having witnessed Song Yun’s formidable power against Chong Li, fear crept into Lang Hai’s heart.
Snap.
The sound of bones breaking rang out.
Song Yun directly snapped Lang Hai’s wrist in response.
"Ah!"
Lang Hai let out a mournful cry, and before he could react, Song Yun’s silhouette blurred as he appeared on the other side.
Slash.
A cold gleam flashed by.
Song Yun’s Blood Sun Sword descended, severing Lang Hai’s other hand at the wrist.
Blood burst forth, and his hand remained clutching Lang Xiaoran’s wrist.
Lang Xiaoran quickly shook her hand, causing the severed hand to fall to the ground.
"Ah!"
Lang Hai screamed in agony, his gaze towards Song Yun was filled with terror.
His legs trembled, bladder tightened, and he felt the urge to urinate involuntarily.
"Lang Qiang, Lang Tian, act now!"
Lang Hai retreated, calling out to his men.
But no one responded.
He turned and saw that Lang Qiang and the other four, tasked with killing Song Yun, were already decapitated, slain by Song Yun.
"Such scum doesn’t deserve to live in this world."
Song Yun stated dispassionately, glanced at Shen Wu’s fallen form, and said deeply: "Lang Hai, did you kill Shen Wu?"
Lang Hai swallowed saliva, too afraid to admit it.
Song Yun walked to Shen Wu, pointed beneath his feet, and commanded Lang Hai: "Come here, kneel down."
Lang Hai dared not defy Song Yun, stumbling forward and fell to his knees.
"Bow your head."
Song Yun gave another command.
Lang Hai ground his teeth, and with a bang, bowed his head fervently to Shen Wu’s corpse.
In the instant he bent over, a cold gleam slashed toward his neck.
"Intruder, the Spirit Judge won’t spare you!"
Lang Hai let out a final roar.
The next moment, his head rolled down, bumping against Shen Wu’s nose.
Shen Wu, whose eyes were still open, gazed at the head, a tear escaping from the corner of his eye, and then slowly closed his eyes.
Perhaps he did not want to witness the death of the master he once tried desperately to protect.
But Song Yun would never allow Lang Hai to live!