Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Chapter 587 Silver Moon Gale

All five Star Clan members are scattering.

The loud farts caused everyone to back away, even the wandering farmer covered his nose in disgust and kept his distance from them.

The Star Clan member, his face contorted with rage, asked urgently, "The latrine? Where's the latrine?"

The farmer was disgusted and didn't want to pay any attention to them, but the stench was so bad that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he pointed to a thatched hut not far away.

Five Star Clan members covered their backsides as they swept past like a whirlwind.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, there's no time to lose, let's do the mission and get the seeds first."

The group walked toward Ling Er's hut, their hearts filled with trepidation.

On the other side, the Star Clan arrived at the latrine, loosened their belts, and wanted to relieve themselves.

Pfft—

A purple, mixed liquid gushed from their buttocks and landed in the latrine.

Several flies, who hadn't eaten meat for tens of thousands of years, flew over happily, eager for a feast.

It landed happily on the purple liquid, folded its wings, and suddenly froze.

Fly Monster A: "Wait a minute, this thing has a weird smell, is it edible?"

Fly Monster B: "It's purple, could it be poisonous?"

The NPC's malice effect is activated.

Fly Monster C: "Damn it, those guys tricked us!"

Fly Monster Ding: "Kill them!"

The eyes of several flies burned with rage, and with a flap of their wings, they crashed into the five Star Clan members who looked sour.

"You're playing us!"

"Pay the price!"

The Star Clan member suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body. Looking down, he saw that his mixed-race skin had been dented all over.

Although their purple bones were not damaged, their skin was broken, revealing the purple inside.

"Oh no!" They saw the flies swarming around and a hint of panic appeared in their eyes.

"Can you fight back?"

"Are you courting death? Weren't you badly struck by lightning just now? If the being in these ruins considers these flies as its property, then we absolutely cannot make a move!"

"Run!"

The flies were even angrier when they saw that the flies not only didn't apologize but also tried to run away. They fluttered their wings and buzzed after them.

While the other explorers had composed themselves and were preparing to ask the sleeping Ling Er for the seeds, the five Star Clan members were chased all over the field by a few flies.

Nobody cares about them.

The group stood in front of the small house, forming a line.

Who goes first?

We looked at each other, neither of us wanting to be the first to eat the grapes.

Who knows whether that being named Ling Er is good or evil?

"Your team goes first. You're older and have seen more of the world," someone said, looking at the older members of the Holy Knights group.

The grandparents got impatient: "Hey, why don't you respect the elderly and care for the young?"

Xuanming stared at the small house; he wanted to go there.

So many people are cowards, but he's so bold. I'm sure he'll impress everyone.

Although he learned the law of humility in these ruins, his pride was not extinguished. He was still himself, the proud Xuanming who was obsessed with saving face.

"I go."

Qin Fu and the others asked in surprise, "Are you sure you can do it?"

Xuanming stumbled: "Women, don't ask men this question in public. Besides, what do I have to do with you?!"

The women shook their heads: "They don't have much of a relationship..."

Xuanming gritted his teeth: "Let me make this clear, there is absolutely no relationship between us, nothing has ever happened. You have no idea how capable I am, so don't talk nonsense and don't let others misunderstand!"

The women: "Are you sick?"

Xuanming stumbled again: "You can't say that either. The two sentences a man can't stand the most are: 'Are you good enough?' and 'Are you sick?'"

The women were completely baffled.

However, this guy had already raised his head high, like a duck, and walked proudly towards the hut.

The women: "He really is a duck."

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

"No wonder he was in a group of women."

"So this is what you do. It must be really tough."

"The sisters are eating so well."

Xuanming froze, tripped over his own feet, and fell flat on his face. These women... Ah, ah, ahhhhhh!

He was so angry!

If he had known, he wouldn't have made his identity as the head of the Star Pavilion so mysterious! If nobody knows him, who can stand up for him?!

He didn't even have the face to stand up anymore; like Sadako, he crawled into the hut on all fours in a whirlwind.

Once inside the small house, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten to knock and had shoved the door open with his head.

When I realized what was happening, I was already inside the house, crawling.

"Oh no," he thought to himself.

Cold sweat trickled down my cheeks.

He looked up slightly and saw a bamboo bed by the wall. On the bamboo bed, a boy was sleeping with his back to him. At this moment, because he had banged on the door too loudly, the boy turned around. His eyes were not yet open, but his brows were tightly furrowed.

His features were as beautiful as a painting; even Ying Linlin, the school beauty of Longji Academy, couldn't compare to him.

"Who's disturbing my sleep?! Do you want to die?!" The clear, boyish voice carried the anger of being woken up.

The boy suddenly flicked his sleeve, and a gust of wind flew out from it. Xuanming quickly ducked, and the gust of wind grazed his head as it flew out of the house.

Outside, because everyone was standing in their assigned lines, the doorway was empty. Suddenly, they felt a terrifying gust of wind fly out of the house, and they all shrank back in fright.

The gale seemed to solidify, resembling a silver crescent blade in mid-air, and with a whoosh, it swept away into the distance.

With a sharp "thud," the fly struck a Star Clan member who was frantically trying to evade its "attack," severing both of his thighs.

His legs remained in place, but his upper body maintained the momentum of running.

With a "thud," the Star Clan Brother, who was originally 1.9 meters tall, landed on the ground with his upper body, instantly shrinking to 1 meter.

His thigh was stuck in the field, as if he hadn't yet realized how this unexpected disaster had happened.

A moment later, a terrified scream rang out: "Ahhhhhh!"

Everyone panicked, realizing something was wrong, and retreated to both sides.

Inside the room, Xuanming was so frightened that he lay prostrate on the ground, wishing his body could be thinner, thinner still!

Sure enough, in the next instant, several more gusts of wind flew out from the sleeves of the handsome man on the bed.

"It's so noisy," he said impatiently, finishing his attack and turning over.

Where is that poor half-man now, in the fields?

Only a sliced ​​corpse remained, the cut surface glowing with an eerie purple hue. This purple quickly dissolved and merged into the field, and where the corpse disappeared, a bewitching violet bloomed.

Everyone gasped in shock.

No one knows why the cuts on the corpse are purple, no one knows why the corpse melts and disappears, and no one knows how violets grow...

Everyone had a million questions in their minds, but no one dared to speak up.

He feared that the gods inside the house might become enraged again, and he might be the next one to lose his life.

Xuanming lay on the ground, terrified.

He remained frozen on the floor for a long time, too afraid to move. Only when he heard the breathing on the bed become even did he shakily raise his head again...