"Song Yu, you arrogant fool who never knew how high the heavens were or how deep the earth ran! Weren't you full of bluster?
Then stop running like a frightened rabbit! Come on, fight me for another three hundred rounds!"
Ignoring his own injuries entirely, Mo Hou lunged after Song Yu like a starving tiger pouncing on prey, stabbing wildly with a savage grin.
Liang Hongyu and Shangguan Xia flanked him like two phantoms. Together, the three surrounded Song Yu and battered him until he could not fight back, leaving him gasping like a tattered leaf in a gale.
"Song Yu, didn't you say you would kill us on the spot and add another bold, colorful stroke to your so-called glorious record?
Then come on! Today, either you die or I do!"
Liang Hongyu's face blazed with fury like a volcano on the verge of eruption. The Sharp Sword in her hand struck again and again like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, leaving horrifying wounds across Song Yu's body.
"Well... if I said that bitch Huo Shan infected me with her gu too, and that I'm another pitiful victim, would you believe me?"
Song Yu spoke rather awkwardly. Ever since that bitch Huo Shan had breathed her last, the Lust Gu inside him had followed her to the grave, like a venomous snake with its spine ripped out.
Only then had he awakened as though from a dream. That bitch Huo Shan had been so insidious and cunning. No wonder she had let him bed her so easily; he had foolishly thought his own boundless charm was responsible.
As it turned out, she had meticulously planned it all beforehand. He had been a puppet on strings, noticing nothing amiss as Huo Shan took complete control of his mind.