Chapter 176 (1/2)

Chapter 176 – Her Captive (1)

If it wasn’t for the fact that she had strong willpower and immense patience, she would have leapt up the moment the wolf circled around her…

But she had prepared herself to leap up and do battle with it had the wolf bitten her on a fatal area.

Fortunately, the boy didn’t seem to be after her life so the wolf didn’t bite her anywhere that would cause a fatal wound. She had secretly gritted her teeth as she tried to endure the pain, and endure it she did.

It was only when the child personally came to her side that she chose to make use of the best moment to strike, so that she could succeed in a single move!

It seemed like the ginseng child was only a bit stronger in terms of techniques and arts; his escaping speed was a bit quick, but his body didn’t have much strength to speak of.

Ning Xuemo had suffered so much at the child’s hands, so naturally she wouldn’t be courteous when she made her move. The moment she tackled him, she immediately pierced him with countless needles coated in anesthesia. She wanted to knock him out first before doing anything else!

She had originally wanted to simply end him, after all, ginseng spirits were great tonics…

If she killed him, then maybe he wouldn’t be in the form of a child but a ginseng. That way, when she ate it she wouldn’t feel too barbaric.

But the child’s last words caused her to hesitate. Looking at his exquisite features, she felt rather unable to continue.

She actually wasn’t stopped by his threat. Based on Ning Xuemo’s temper, she hadn’t been scared!

At this moment, her gaze landed on the back of the child’s head. It was currently leaking out fresh scarlet blood…

She subconsciously dabbed a bit of it on her finger before lifting it to her nose to take a sniff.

‘Your mom, how could it be so much like real blood?’

It was surprising that ginseng spirits could bleed too. Furthermore, this blood smelled exactly the same as human blood…

Once again, she looked at the flower-like cinnabar mole at the center of his forehead as doubt surfaced in her mind. Was this little fellow really a ginseng spirit? Maybe that cinnabar mole just so happened to grow into the shape of a ginseng flower?

‘But even if he wasn’t a ginseng spirit, he shouldn’t be human right?’