I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 172 Cat, Her Child!

But just now, she seemed to sense the cat's presence. It was her son, not the plague demon!

After listening to Hong San Niang's story, Yan Ruoyu thought to herself that she was actually a pitiful person.

Even so, it doesn't erase the fact that they harmed so many people.

In the end, wasn't she willing to risk her life for Shan Ying?

"Third Sister, how can you expect me to believe you?"

"Without my help and Cat's help, Shanying Dungeon cannot be operated, and I know its weaknesses!"

"Tell me in detail." Yan Ruoyu reached out and pulled back the two mysterious bone nails on her collarbone, reassembling them into a folding fan.

"The place downstairs is where they give birth to children, but so far they haven't successfully created another plague demon."

Yan Ruoyu was a little confused. She originally thought that the plague demons were just different in their magic, but she didn't expect that they could be artificially produced.

“My lord, don’t hesitate, Shan Ying has another petal.”

"There's another one with Cat. If you help me, I'll definitely help you deal with Shan Ying!"

When Hong San Niang mentioned Shan Ying's name, her eyes were filled with venomous hatred.

It was as if they wanted to drag her out and tear her to pieces, rip out her heart and scrape her bones!

Yan Ruoyu still didn't believe her. They were clearly locked in a fierce battle just moments ago, but now she was kneeling down and begging him. Could something have really happened underground?

"Third Sister, please get up first. Now that I have gotten what I wanted, I will not make things difficult for you anymore."

The literal meaning is: if you have a grudge, you can settle it yourself; I won't interfere.

But Hong San Niang couldn't disobey Shan Ying, which is why she needed outside help.

One reason she used the cat to control her was that she controlled her, and the other was that her body had long been implanted with aphrodisiacs.

A large part of her consciousness will be taken over by her.

"Please, my love!"

She kowtowed three more times on the ground. Yan Ruoyu's expression was indifferent, as if she was thinking about something.

"Alright, I'll trust you this once."

But in his heart, he was thinking of using her to get rid of that so-called Shan Ying.

But Hong San Niang's eyes revealed a gentle light, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, as if she was genuinely grateful to him.

Even seeing her like this, he felt no remorse whatsoever; he was merely using her.

Hong Sanniang stood up from the ground and straightened her clothes and hair.

He walked to the door, opened it, and gave the maid outside a wink.

After the maids left, she still gave Yan Ruoyu a piece of clothing.

"Moreover, my lord is wearing this outer robe that can conceal his breath."

Such a magical artifact is indeed needed now, given the mixed quality of the people involved.

It's best to keep a low profile and avoid unnecessary trouble.

He followed Hong San Niang with his head down, when suddenly he felt his vision dim.

He immediately became alert, gripping the Xuan Gu Fan tightly in his hand.

It turned out that the dark passage behind the building was where the maids and servants would take people away at any time.

The further I walked, the darker it became, and there was a strange smell that kept getting into my nose.

"I can't hear the noise from ahead very clearly," Yan Ruoyu asked.

"Third Sister, where are we going?" Her tone was full of vigilance.

“My lord, there is no need to worry, and I have no ability to harm you.”

Her voice was distant yet somewhat anxious, as if she wanted to get to her destination as soon as possible.

Yan Ruoyu walked behind, winding her way for a long time, until they finally arrived underground.

On the other side, Shan Ying and Su Fengjun were also locked in a fierce battle.

After Su Fengjun realized that Zhongli Yueluo was unharmed after falling, he focused on fighting Shan Ying.

Shan Ying always provoked him with words: "The dignified young lord is nothing more than this. Since your princess doesn't want you, why not give yourself to me?"

Su Fengjun would not allow anyone to desecrate the feelings between him and the princess.

That was a princess, someone who had unknowingly taken up residence in his heart.

With a sword in her right hand and a knife in her left, she swung the sword and knife together in a cross shape, and Shan Ying dodged the attack in the blink of an eye.

She continuously draws magical power from the surrounding area, and she can exhaust Su Fengjun completely.

"Young lord, stop struggling and just submit to me."

"Perhaps I am the best vessel for conception, and I will surely create the strongest plague demon!"

As they spoke, ribbons were waved and a fragrant aroma wafted through the air.

They all came straight at Su Fengjun's face. He dodged one, but the one below tied around his waist.

He could not bear such a humiliation, so he brandished the fire magic on his knife and burned the ribbon in two.

His silver-gray eyes gleamed with coldness: "You're asking for death!"

He couldn't tolerate other women touching his body; he was an extremely traditional person.

"You don't want me to touch you? Well, I'll just have to touch you anyway!"

Her figure appeared beside him like a ghost, and she placed a hand on his shoulder.

With his eyes closed, Su Fengjun thrust his sword backward, slashing a gash in her waist.

Before she could retaliate, Su Fengjun's figure disappeared into the room.

It turns out that his invisibility has a cooldown period, and he can enter this state again now.

She could only sense a fluctuating presence, but couldn't pinpoint its location, and Shan Ying's gaze became somewhat panicked.

She frantically twirled the ribbon around the room, but it didn't hit anything. Strange!

"Young Master, don't play hide-and-seek with me. My patience has its limits!"

But as soon as she finished speaking, her face was slashed open, and blood and flesh rolled out.

That was her proudest face; after she shed that ugly exterior, all that was left was this.

Su Fengjun only wanted to find the location of the Demon Petal on him.

Wherever he sensed the strongest aura, he would strike with his knife or sword.

As expected, the most terrifying enemy is the one that cannot be seen. Shan Ying began to get angry and embarrassed: "Come out! Come out here!"

Su Fengjun dodged her attacks, his cold sword pressed against her neck: "Hand over the Demon Petals!"

"Hehe! You're right in front of me!" She made a claw shape with her hand and reached out to grab forward.

Unexpectedly, he missed his target and was left with a thin cut on his neck, from which blood trickled out, but it was not fatal.

Su Fengjun swung his sword harder, slashing downwards into her shoulder.

She was in pain and furious, and the black energy around her surged. Then, Su Fengjun's invisibility was dispelled.

Shan Ying's eyes were bloodshot and radiating black light: "You've angered me!"

Then, the aura emanating from her body blew open all the doors and windows.

Those people having fun outside also saw this, and were first stunned, then screamed and ran away.

Because the black energy emanating from her body, once it entangles a person, will absorb most of his magical power.

Moreover, it was the kind of damage that could never be reversed. Su Fengjun had no idea what kind of person this was or what kind of evil magic he practiced.

Only Miao Qing and He Yu Huan, who hadn't come along, looked towards a certain place where black mist was rising into the sky.

Miao Qing exclaimed, "Oh no!"

He Yuhuan was lying on the table, drooling as she said "Aba Aba".

Hearing Miao Qing's outburst, she glared at him coldly.