I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

In her sleep, The Pink Bride felt colder and colder.

Gradually, she felt that something was wrapped around her neck, and it became difficult for her to breathe.

Her long black hair was like a jet-black stream of water, spreading and rising bit by bit. Very quickly, it filled the entire boudoir.

Her fine and tough hair was as agile as a snake. It reached into the tent and wrapped around the neck of The Pink Bride, tightening around her neck ...

The Pink Bride's eyes were tightly shut, and her originally ruddy face gradually turned pale. Her calm expression revealed a look of struggle.

She really wanted to wake up, but her eyelids felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, and she couldn't open them no matter what.

Soon, her aura began to weaken.

All of a sudden, a bloody gash appeared on The Pink Bride's glabella. Then, a pair of blood-red eyes filled with hatred, coldness, and anger suddenly opened!

At the same time, the hair around The Pink Bride's neck broke.

The slender and lithe body sat up suddenly. The Pink Bride opened her eyes, but she was already awake. However, the blood-red pupil in the middle of her brows was forcefully wiped away by a mysterious force at the same time.

The Pink Bride's expression suddenly changed. Without any hesitation, she immediately turned over and got off the bed. However, before her feet could land on the ground, a maidservant leaned over from the side. Her figure was familiar. She had two straight buns and wore a mask as smooth as a mirror.

The Pink Bride was shocked. This was her servant girl, but hadn't she already been killed?

Without waiting for her to think carefully, the next moment, the maidservant raised her sleeve and stretched out a pair of white and slender, yet bone-chilling soft hands, instantly choking The Pink Bride's throat!

The strong feeling of suffocation was like a turbulent tide, instantly drowning The Pink Bride. She struggled with all her might, but the maidservant's hands were like iron hoops made of ten-thousand-year-old black ice, firmly restraining her, making her unable to resist at all.

After struggling to no avail, The Pink Bride suddenly thought of something. She grabbed the servant girl's mask and took it off!

The mask fell off, immediately revealing a delicate and pretty face with curved eyebrows and big eyes. The bangs fell on the forehead, and between the eyebrows was a natural deferential look. The next moment, all the movements of the maidservant suddenly froze, and her body began to rot rapidly.

Her originally white and youthful body turned into a highly decomposed female corpse in a flash. There were festering everywhere, and dim yellow pus flowed freely.

The Pink Bride quickly broke free from the other party and got off the bed immediately. She did not even have time to change out of her dress and ran out directly.

"Tap, tap, tap ..."

The gorgeous dress kept moving. The Pink Bride quickly went around the screen and ran to the door. However, she pulled hard, but the door did not move at all. It was still closed and could not be opened at all.

At this time, the servant girl in front of the bed slowly turned around. With this movement, the pus around her body flowed more intensely. An eyeball rolled out of the eye socket and splashed on the ground with stinky blood.

"Miss, where are you?" the maidservant called out.Follow current s on N(o)vᴇl(ꜰ)ire.nᴇt

Before she finished speaking, she stepped forward and walked towards The Pink Bride. She raised her sleeves again and stretched out a pair of slender hands. However, at this moment, the hands were blue and black, with blood flowing everywhere. They were rotten beyond recognition, and pieces of flesh fell from time to time, falling everywhere they passed.

In the boudoir, a cold aura quickly filled the air, and the entire embroidered tower seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar.

The rotten smell was so thick that it was almost tangible, and it was nauseating.

Although the boudoir was relatively spacious compared to the residence of ordinary girls, there was limited space and it was difficult to hide.

Seeing that the maidservant was gradually approaching, The Pink Bride's brows furrowed slightly. She grabbed the door with her hand and exerted more force, desperately trying to open the door.

However, no matter how hard she tried, no matter how hard she kicked or punched, the seemingly delicate door in front of her was as heavy as a mountain. Even if she used all her strength, she could not move it at all.

It didn't look like an unlocked door, but an immovable mountain!

"Miss, so you're here!"

The servant girl's voice had already sounded behind her. The cold aura was like a fierce cold wave, whistling and pouncing on The Pink Bride, almost instantly drowning her.

The rotten and stinky claws reached out bit by bit, as if they were about to grab The Pink Bride's neck again.

At the crucial moment, The Pink Bride had an idea. She suddenly picked up the mask that she had just snatched and put it on!

In an instant, a strong chill ran through her entire body. The Pink Bride could not help but shiver. She felt that everything in front of her had suddenly dimmed. Everything in her eyes was gray and hazy, not like the mortal world.

Immediately, she pulled the door open again. This time, there was no resistance and the door was opened easily.

The Pink Bride did not hesitate and immediately fled.

"Miss, don't run ..." The servant girl's voice came from behind.

"Miss, where are you?"

"Miss ..."

The night sky was low, the stars and moon were dark, and the dusky mansion was lined with rows of Vermilion pillars and heavy eaves. It was as quiet as death.

&Quot;

The maidservant strode out of the room. &Quot; pa da, " " pa da ... &Quot; as she walked, pieces of rotten meat fell bit by bit, covering the place she passed.

The luxurious and huge mansion was like a silent beast in the night, calmly watching this scene.

……

At the same time.

In the bedroom of "young master Zheng."

"Squeak."

The door was suddenly pushed open.

"Young master, young master ..."

The servant girl's gentle and sweet voice was heard.

PEI Ling suddenly came to his senses and immediately said without any hesitation, " "What's the matter?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a familiar figure turned around the screen. She was wearing an indigo dress and a mask that seemed to be made of fine iron. She walked in with light steps and was carefully holding a bowl with five petals and gold foil.

Within the bowl, the ink was heavy and there was steam rising from it.

"Young master, I've brought you some medicine," the maidservant said softly.

"I'll serve you while it's hot."

PEI Ling struggled to sit up and quickly realized that his body was still weak. However, perhaps it was because he had eaten and slept, his strength had recovered by quite a bit. It seemed that he had slept for quite a long time.

"What time is it now?" he asked.

"Young master, it's five o 'clock now," the maidservant replied softly.

As she spoke, she placed the medicine on the table, walked to the bed, and helped PEI Ling up.

With the help of the maidservant, PEI Ling could save a lot of energy when he got up. Seeing that the maidservant was about to bring the medicine to feed him, he immediately said,"Drink the medicine later. I have something to ask you."

"Yes, young master," the maidservant replied respectfully.

Seeing that she was very cooperative, PEI Ling nodded his head slightly. It seemed that as long as he did not fall asleep in front of her, this servant would still listen to his young Master's words.

"Do you know of the faceless great immortal?" he asked.

"The faceless immortal?" The maidservant's tone was obviously a little hesitant. &Quot; I think ... I've heard of it ... But I can't quite remember ... &Quot;