bayedsolid Chapter 746 Lin Ping brutally kills all the bandits
Chapter 746 Lin Ping brutally kills all the bandits
Lin Ping was brutally murdered by a combination of bandits and spies among the soldiers. Her cruel fate did not frighten the Lin sisters. Instead, it led to another full recovery and a crazy counterattack by the Lin sisters and Xiao Mingyue.
Lin Muxue rushed to the scene and first closed Lin Ping's wide-open eyelids. The instant her eyelids closed, a strong light enveloped her head, and even the headless naked corpse on the rack was enveloped in the light. The head automatically flew up and returned to Lin Ping's neck, fitting perfectly once again. There was not a trace at the severed neck, just as crystal clear and smooth as before. The bandits were stunned and had no reaction. By the time they realized that Lin Ping had been resurrected and tried to cut off the head of the immobile Lin Ping again, Lin Ping had already broken free of the ropes. Her movements were as fast as lightning, and the bandits who approached were killed one after another. With the attack of a master of the Heavenly Realm, these small fry could not resist Lin Ping's flick of the finger. Wherever Lin Ping's finger shadow passed, everyone fell to their deaths as if their throats had been slit by a sharp blade. Instantly, Lin Ping started her pursuit mode. Lin Ping's figure was like a ghost, swiftly shuttling through the mountains and forests. Her naked body exuded a cold aura, as if she had blended into the mountain scenery.
The bandits scattered in terror, their faces filled with despair and fear. Lin Ping moved with incredible speed; her steps were light and agile, each one carrying boundless killing intent.
A cold glint flashed in her hand—her weapon: a sharp dagger. Whenever she approached a bandit, the dagger would flash like lightning, instantly slicing the bandit's throat, blood gushing out.
Lin Ping's movements were fluid and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. Her gaze was cold and resolute, as if she were carrying out a merciless judgment.
Some bandits tried to resist, but their attacks were child's play to Lin Ping. She easily dodged their attacks, then struck back, knocking one of them to the ground.
As time went on, more and more bandits fell at Lin Ping's hands. The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the bodies of bandits lay scattered on the ground.
Lin Ping's pursuit did not stop; her figure flashed through the mountains and forests. She moved faster and faster, and the bandits' fear deepened.
Finally, in less than an hour, all three thousand bandits were killed by Lin Ping. She stood on the mountaintop, looking down at the corpses below, her eyes showing no pity.
Her body was covered in blood, the crimson color seemingly telling the story of everything she had endured. Every drop of blood represented her hatred; her path of revenge was fraught with thorns, but she never flinched.
She slowly raised her head, her gaze falling on the torn leather armor of the female general. This armor had once been her pride, a symbol of her status, but now it was tattered and broken. She gently stroked the cracks in the armor, feeling its rough texture, and an indescribable emotion welled up inside her.
Then, she turned and went into the inner quarters of the mountain stronghold. In a corner of the inner quarters, she found a woman's undergarment and a pair of briefs. She hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to put them on to temporarily cover her body.
When she put on these two garments, her beauty and coldness created a stark contrast. Her skin was as white as snow, a stark contrast to the crimson blood. Her long hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, gently brushing against her skin, yet giving off an icy feeling.
At this moment, Lin Ping resembled a messenger from hell. Her beauty was undeniable, yet her ruthlessness sent chills down one's spine. Her very existence served as a warning, telling the world not to provoke her lightly, lest the consequences be unimaginable.
Lin Ping glanced coldly at the mountain stronghold, now devoid of any survivors, before heading down the mountain with her younger sister, Lin Muxue, who was waiting outside the gate.