The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 1265: Chapter 1265: Saintess (1)

”””The saying goes, ’It’s hard for two fists to counter four hands, and even a hero can’t stand against a pack of wolves.’ Even though these people were highly skilled, they couldn’t withstand the sheer numbers of their opponents—once one group fell, another arrived.

Moreover, among these assailants were quite a few experts.

”We can’t keep fighting, let’s go,” Gu Qingheng growled.

”Ha ha...” Just then, a slightly enchanting female voice rang out, accompanied by a waft of fragrance. While the laughter sounded crisp and pleasant, it sent chills down one’s spine, ”Since you’ve come, how can you leave so quickly?”

”The fragrance is poisonous,” Yang Ruxin murmured. She and Gu Qingheng weren’t afraid, but Du Man and the others could be in danger; fortunately, she had provided them with antidote pills beforehand. Reminded by her words, they hurriedly placed the medicine pills in their mouths.

Gu Qingheng gazed at the woman, who seemed to have appeared from the heavens dressed in white, purer than snow, his brow furrowing deeply.

The Saintess’s face was covered with a white veil, making it impossible to discern her features at a glance.

”Greetings, Saintess.” Everyone around them kneeled down, their voices thunderous.

Only Yang Ruxin and her group remained standing.

The Saintess looked up, muttering some strange words, causing the surrounding crowd to bow their heads in gratitude.

Ruxin’s eyes narrowed slightly. Indeed, they were from Dongying, thinking she wouldn’t understand their babbling? Sorry to disappoint, but she did understand; she had studied the language of that island nation years ago because of her love for Momoe Yamaguchi, even learning to sing that classic song. Thus, unless it involved specialized terminology, her knowledge of the language was passable.

”The sun’s light shines upon you, granting you strength; the great God of Light is by your side, and you are his most faithful followers...”

Gu Qingheng looked at Yang Ruxin with slight surprise; she understood Dongying language? When he was young, his master taught him many languages, including that of Dongying. But when had Ruxin learned?

Yang Ruxin also looked at Gu Qingheng, her gaze calm.

Gu Qingheng smiled slightly; his little wife sure had plenty of secrets. Although he was sometimes curious, he found that deep down in his heart, he wasn’t that eager to know the truth.

Meanwhile, the Saintess had finished speaking, then with a raised hand, the crowd around them cheered three times and stood up.

”Go, capture him alive,” the Saintess pointed at Gu Qingheng. The man was handsome, and his physique was impeccable; he was undeniably robust, and thus his Essence would be exceedingly vital. Such a man... even a glance made one’s blood surge with excitement. She couldn’t help but lick her lips and twist her slender waist.

Thus far, she had already captured six exceptional men. Initially, she thought it would be difficult to find another such specimen and would have to suffer for a while longer. But heaven had delivered another to her.

With seven men brimming with great Essence, tonight, she could indulge to her heart’s content. After forty-nine days, when their Essence was fully drained, her own Inner Strength and skills would reach a new level. Although it was a pity to see such exceptional men turned to dry husks, what did that matter? By then, her body would be softer, her gaze more enchanting, her voice silkier, and her fragrance even more intoxicating...”””