NOVPUBChapter 1188: 537 Picking Flowers (second update)_3 Chapter 1188: 537 Picking Flowers (second update)_3 “The weather is so cold, the kitten must have run away.
Let’s look somewhere else.” Edric Lewis reached for Sheila Cook’s hand.
Sheila shrugged off his hand: “No, with weather this cold, the kitten must be both hungry and cold.
We have to find it quickly.”
The shadow silently crept closer.
Sheila saw the shadow being cast across the snowy ground and enclosing her.
She promptly turned to run, but in the next moment, she was grabbed by the collar by a large hand.
She was about to scream when a hand covered her mouth.
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Sheila struggled forcefully, turned her head and saw Edric laying on the ground, tears filling her eyes.
“Stay still, or I’ll kill you.” A sinister voice sounded from behind her ear.
Sheila dare not move any longer and quieted down, while that man drew out a piece of prepared tape and sealed her mouth.
With one hand holding Sheila, he reached over to pick up Edric with the other.
He was very cautious, using tape to cover Edric’s mouth as well.
Sheila was, after all, a young girl not even ten years old.
Confronted with this situation, she was completely terrified, her strength dwindling.
Her brain was racing, trying to figure out how to escape.
The wind shook the bare branches, and the sky gradually darkened.
Against the backdrop of the black curtain of the sky, the falling snowflakes seemed like fairy petals fluttering down, inundating her, wetting her eyelashes.
Sheila blinked desperately, and when the man in black wasn’t looking, she viciously kicked at Edric.
Edric suddenly opened his eyes, meeting Sheila’s gaze.
Perhaps he understood what Sheila meant, he kept calm.
The man in black was in a hurry and did not notice that Edric had woken up.
Edric seized the opportunity and tore off the tape on his mouth.
He turned his head and bit into the arm of the man in black fiercely.
The man in black winced in pain, releasing his grip on Sheila.
Edric grabbed Sheila’s hand.
Sheila shook her head violently, indicating for him to run away first.
The man in black cursed, swiftly reached out and clutched Edric’s neck, lifting him up like a small chicken.
“You’re asking for death.”
Edric thrashed his legs, his cheeks flushing red as he struggled to breathe.
Just then, a stone whizzed in, hitting the wrist of the man in black, who quickly let go.
Edric fell onto the snowy ground.
The man in black anxiously looked around.
Edric managed to rise and scramble towards Sheila, but the man in black retreated a step, hiding behind Sheila, drawing out a dagger from his waist and aiming it at Sheila’s slender neck.
“Who’s there?
Show yourself!”
A slender figure slowly emerged from the shadows, wearing a large and drab servant’s uniform that looked eerie emptiness.
Edric’s eyes lit up: “Quickly save Sheila!”
The man in black ground his teeth: “If you dare to move, I’ll kill her.”
The dagger pressed a little closer to Sheila’s neck, drawing some blood.
The newcomer smiled: “I thought she would have a thoughtful plan. 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝑚
I didn’t expect her to use children as chips.
It’s hopeless for such a monstrous person.”
Hearing this voice, Edric looked stunned and looked at the newcomer in surprise.
“It’s you?”
The slender finger of the person in the shadows created an orchid out of thin air.
The snowflakes paused for a moment, an invisible wave of pressure rippled through the air, silently spreading.
The man in black suddenly clutched his chest, spat out blood, his eyes wide, and he collapsed onto the ground.
Sheila knelt on the ground, shaking uncontrollably.
The woman approached and held Sheila in her arms, gently patting her back and softly said: “It’s alright, it’s all over.”
Sheila, having had a close brush with death, quickly regained her calm.
She sniffed a faint fragrance and suddenly raised her head, exclaiming joyfully: “Is it you, Aubree?”
The girl lowered her head, her soft face shining under the glare of the snow, “I’m sorry I was late.”
“Aubree.” Sheila threw herself into her arms again.
Edric came over and kicked the man on the ground, his voice trembling: “Is he dead?”
Aubree shook her head: “He just passed out.”
Edric’s eyes were filled with admiration, “Aubree, the move you just used was amazing, just like the qigong in the world of martial arts.”
“It’s called The Flickering Finger, a secret technique that can only be practiced by those in Buddhism.”
It’s too draining to use casually.
Edric kneeled on the ground: “Master, I am willing to leave the secular world now, please accept me as your disciple.”
