Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil
Chapter 145 - 0145: The Tragic Red Rose

Chapter 145: Chapter 0145: The Tragic Red Rose

"Utterly shameless, Ye Qingfeng was set up by you before, wasn’t he!"

Witnessing this scene, Yan Xiaoyu couldn’t help but curse at Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng’s actions, inciting both heaven’s wrath and people’s anger,

made him even more detestable than the members of the Falcon Team.

The woman who loved him was treated as a mere item, given to another man.

What kind of humiliation is this?

"It was my mistake."

Red Rose quietly said.

Her voice carried a tone of remorse.

How could she not realize now that someone like Gu Cheng

must have been the one to frame Ye Qingfeng.

This deepened the guilt in Red Rose’s heart.

At the same time, thinking of her seductive actions toward Ye Qingfeng at the Martial Artist Base,

her face also showed some embarrassment.

"He wasn’t like that, yet he followed my wishes, joined the Falcon Team, and ultimately, it was me who harmed him."

Red Rose murmured in her heart.

She also thought that Ye Qingfeng’s lustful behavior might have only been a show for everyone.

Red Rose felt guilt in her heart.

She just felt that she would never get the chance to apologize to Ye Qingfeng again.

After all, Ye Qingfeng couldn’t possibly survive alone in the Monster Beast Desolate City.

Not to mention, today he encountered a Beast Tide.

"Gu Cheng, you are shameless, I, Chen Xiao, was blind to fancy you. Even if I perish, I won’t let myself be trampled."

Chen Shuang screamed miserably, like a cuckoo weeping blood.

A mournful wail.

The long whip in her hand suddenly lashed out toward the members of the Falcon Team.

As if to perish together with them.

But, what realm is Chen Shuang?

Advanced Martial Artist?

Among everyone, she’s at the bottom.

"The girl is quite fiery, eh!"

Wild Dog sneered as he spun to the side to avoid the long whip.

At the same time, his figure swiftly approached.

With a pair of rough, gnarled hands, he formed his palm into a claw, and with one grasp, it clamped onto Chen Shuang’s fragrant shoulder.

Immediately, Chen Shuang cried out in pain, dropping the long whip.

Without the slightest ability to resist.

"Just save some energy now, and later when serving our captain, use more strength."

Wild Dog let out a sinister laugh.

A lewd smile spread across his face.

"You all, just kill me..."

Chen Shuang’s face was streaked with tears.

The previously delicate and beautiful face now pale and bloodless.

Her expression unreadable.

Perhaps only a heart dead to the world could describe Chen Shuang’s face at that moment.

She could only blame herself for loving a scoundrel, an unworthy bastard, a shameless creature no better than a pig or dog.

"Chen Shuang, struggling is useless, submission is the only way to keep your life."

Gu Cheng advised softly.

He wasn’t thinking about Chen Shuang.

He just wanted to show his loyalty in front of the members of the Reggae Team.

"Fine, I won’t struggle."

Chen Shuang raised her beautiful eyes and glanced at Gu Cheng.

That gaze filled with hatred, as if she would never let Gu Cheng rest even in death.

"Boy, well done, I’ll give you a chance to join our Falcon Team."

Nie Bing walked over, smiling at Gu Cheng.

Seemingly very pleased with his actions.

"Boss Nie, from now on, I’ll follow you through thick and thin, I, Gu Cheng, will serve you faithfully."

Gu Cheng fervently promised.

It was as if he had handed his life over to Nie Bing.

"No need, serve me now!"

Nie Bing, who had been smiling warmly, suddenly turned cold.

His double knives retracted into his sleeves.

While Gu Cheng widened his eyes, there was terror in them.

"Hoo hoo!!"

Gu Cheng clutched his neck with both hands, blood seeping out.

Fear filled his eyes, wanting to say something.

But, Nie Bing’s double knives had already severed Gu Cheng’s windpipe.

With a thud,

Gu Cheng fell to the ground, his breath gone, leaving only blood flowing on the ground.

The surrounding Gold-Biting Rats smelled the blood, becoming more agitated.

But, once again, the Seven-star Grass held back their urge to gnaw at the people.

"Disciples of great families, no matter how eloquent, how can you walk out of the Monster Beast Desolate City alive?"

Nie Bing sneered coldly.

Just now, Gong Lei had told him about Gu Cheng’s possible identity.

Even if he might have killed wrongly, Nie Bing wouldn’t let Gu Cheng live.

"Hiss!!!"

Huang Yang and Qiu Peng both gasped when they saw this scene.

After all, they were members of the Academy, ruthless as they were,

but they lacked the seasoned cunning of someone like Nie Bing, who had roamed the Monster Beast Desolate City for years.

One moment he’d smile at you warmly, the next he could slit your throat.

This was faster, more precise, and more lethal than a Poison Snake.

They admitted they couldn’t reach such a realm.

"Heh heh! Our Falcon Team isn’t fooled easily."

Wild Dog looked at Gu Cheng’s corpse.

He also chuckled faintly.

"He deserved to die, and you all won’t have a good end either."

Regarding the deceased Gu Cheng,

Red Rose had no compassion.

Cunningly playing tricks, but in the end, lost his own life.

Not to mention disgracefully offering his own woman to be enjoyed by the Falcon Team.

What kind of humiliation, what kind of deprave and insane act was that?

"Red Rose, why so fierce? Later it’ll be a pleasant flame igniting passion."

Wild Dog licked his lips, apparently unable to resist his inner turmoil.

"Shameless, you’ll be struck by lightning."

Yan Xiaoyu’s eyes reddened, a plaintive look in her beautiful eyes.

Previously during the Beast Tide,

both she and her sister suffered minor injuries.

Facing Nie Bing and Wild Dog of the Falcon Team, they were already at a disadvantage.

Not to mention, Huang Yang and Qiu Peng, the shameless students from Qian Nan Academy, were watching on the side.

Chen Shuang’s end was already tragic enough.

They probably wouldn’t fare any better.

"Xiao Yu, perhaps our bones will be laid to rest in the Monster Beast Desolate City."

At this moment, affection appeared in Red Rose’s eyes.

There was guilt, remorse, and even traces of relief.

"Sister, even if we die, we’ll die together. These bastards won’t lay a finger on us."

Yan Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, determination in her eyes.

At her young age, like a blooming flower,

there were vast lands, beautiful mountains and rivers yet untrodden.

Dying just like that, how could there be no regrets?

But if they didn’t fight with the resolve to die,

both she and her sister would likely be humiliated and trampled by these beasts.

That was worse than death.

"Kill!"

Red Rose’s lips parted, a delicate shout erupted from her throat.

Mobilizing all her Spiritual Power, she unleashed it.

The longsword in her hand, like a flash of green light, swiftly arrived.

Slashing toward the members of the Falcon Team.

Red Rose’s attack was purely a lethal strike with no defense,

fighting to the death.

Yan Xiaoyu, like Red Rose, sent a fierce punch toward Wild Dog.

"Just a futile struggle."

With a boom, Nie Bing’s twin blades slid from his sleeves, shimmering with a chilling gleam.

Spiritual Power clung to the twin blades, adding more coldness.

Nie Bing was also a High-level War Master.

Even if he had hidden injuries before, but now, Red Rose’s injuries seemed worse.

How could he fear?