However, for all her calculations, she had failed to anticipate that although Xue Fuyao did indeed want to leave this place and get information out of her, she had no intention of using the gentle methods she imagined.
When Xue Fuyao first met this Demon Realm Left Protector in her previous life, she had appeared in the form of a sheepskin, but Xue Fuyao had also heard a little about her.
Sheep were a relatively weak race among the Demon Race. Moreover, she was a woolly sheep, originally captured from the Demon Race by the Devil Race for food. Later, however, she had chosen to join them and used her own methods to climb step by step to the position of Left Protector.
In short, this Left Protector held a rather unusual position among the Devil Race. She was not the strongest fighter, but her methods were impossible to guard against. That was also why Xue Fuyao had dared to attack her directly just now.
How could she possibly believe anything someone like this said? So...
Xue Fuyao came to her side. Just as the Left Protector thought she was about to ask for information, and had even prepared what to say, she saw a pair of slender hands hovering before her.
The next second, she felt a fierce suction.
That suction targeted only her head, making her feel as though someone were prying it open down the middle while she was still alive. Her eyes widened, filled with pain, but the Immortal-Binding Rope sealed her mouth so tightly that she could not make a sound.
A moment later, this Left Protector, whose vicious reputation was renowned among the Devil Race, collapsed limply to the ground. Her eyes remained wide open, their once humanlike pupils now horizontal, looking exceedingly eerie.