Ex-Girlfriend – Chapter 51
by Little PandaVolume 3: Song of the Wanderer
Great Demon King 10
The Game of the Brave
Xin Lan fidgeted with her fingers, surprised at how decisively this scumbag man had acted.
The troublesome part was that she couldn’t kill him too quickly.
However, it wasn’t a big problem – sometimes death wasn’t the most frightening thing; being alive but wishing for death was a fate worse than death.
The female ghost didn’t move quickly, instead casting a wary glance at Yu Wanyan who stood beside Xin Lan.
“To be honest, I’ve always thought the green hat’s abilities were quite cheap [unfairly advantageous]. Pick up the violin, my power lies within it.”
Yu Wanyan stood with her arms crossed. She actually wanted to intervene, but when they were selecting their prey, they had agreed that interfering with actions between prey wasn’t allowed – it wouldn’t be fair otherwise.
The long-haired ghost lunged forward. Xin Lan reflexively put down her violin, grabbed the ghost’s long hair with one hand, yanked it backward while simultaneously dodging the ghost’s claws.
The ghost’s long hair was partially pulled apart, revealing eyes showing only whites and a mouth full of sharp fangs.
Those ghost claws were sharp, with extended blue-black nails reflecting a cold gleam.
Xin Lan stepped back onto a stair, wrapping the ghost’s long hair around its neck to strangle it. Fortunately, the ghost’s hair was very long – after wrapping it once around its neck, Xin Lan could even bind one of its hands.
The ghost emitted strange howls from its mouth, while its unbound hand reached for Xin Lan’s face.
Xin Lan leaned back to dodge, nimbly circled around, and forcefully kicked the ghost’s knee hollow, forcing it to stumble and kneel.
She withdrew the hand holding the hair and placed both hands on the ghost’s head, twisting forcefully.
A crisp sound echoed through the air as the female ghost’s head lolled to one side limply. Still howling in rage, it continued lunging at Xin Lan.
Xin Lan stepped up another stair and kicked the ghost down the staircase.
Yu Wanyan stood dumbfounded. When she first saw Xin Lan discard the violin, she thought things had gone wrong, but unexpectedly, Xin Lan demonstrated what it meant to hand-tear a female ghost, remaining completely calm and collected.
“So violent yet so cool.”
Yu Wanyan stared at the abandoned violin and bow on the stairs, feeling as useless in Xin Lan’s eyes as those discarded instruments.
“You… you’re not really Xin Lan, are you?”
Qi Haolin watched in disbelief as Xin Lan hand-tore through his spirit and knocked down the female ghost beside them.
This couldn’t possibly be the Xin Lan he knew – that person was clearly timid and fearful, someone who would run away at the sight of cockroaches, more innocent than ordinary girls, somewhat cowardly. When others scolded her, she would only blush, unable to talk back, silently crying to herself. How could she be this terrifyingly calm woman before him?
Xin Lan didn’t answer, looking down at Qi Haolin from above.
She descended the stairs step by step, her footsteps echoing like Death’s gentle knocking at the door.
Sharing the same name as the original host gave her an odd feeling, especially when people questioned her identity like this.
The tragedy belonged to the original host, the OOC belonged to her.
After all, she came here to face-slap, not to survive.
Qi Haolin couldn’t help but press himself against the wall as the female ghost beside him silently vanished.
He wanted to run away, but the space was so limited – even if he wanted to flee, where could he go?
He looked pleadingly at the ghost that had appeared beside him at some point – a female ghost wearing a green hat on her head.
Not long ago, this ghost had suddenly appeared before him, told him many things, and given him this hat.
“Don’t worry, I can lend you many ghosts. If you want to summon them, just call out in your mind.”
Zhen Zhen wore a faint smile, her words carrying a seductive tone.
All other ghosts wanted to escape through their prey, except for her.
She had no fondness for the outside world. When making her initial choice, she had selected this man purely on instinct, sensing he exuded the aura of a scumbag. When he put on her hat and she could read his memories, she confirmed he was indeed scum.
It would be best if he died in here, best if he summoned as many ghosts as possible before death. That way, she could make him experience being devoured by many ghosts at once, until he was eaten clean to the bone.
Qi Haolin instinctively felt this was malicious, but it seemed he had no other choice now.
The Xin Lan before him seemed to have mutated, with terrifyingly great strength.
In an instant, three ghosts materialized.
The stairwell was too small, leaving no room to maneuver.
Not wanting to experience what it felt like to be caught by non-humans, Xin Lan picked up the violin and bow, positioning them on her shoulder.
“The wind will move according to your will, under your control,” Yu Wanyan immediately said, seeing her item being put to use.
As the violin’s melody began to play, the air responded to Xin Lan’s will, weaving into a wall of wind.
Xin Lan didn’t ask Ling Jiu to find any sheet music, instead playing the same song Yu Wanyan had just performed.
“The Wanderer’s Song” wasn’t a cheerful or uplifting piece. Xin Lan closed her eyes and, with herself as the center, stirred up a storm.
The surrounding wind spun faster and faster, catching the charging female ghosts within it. The wind carved wounds across their bodies, and before they could get close, they were torn into wisps of smoke, scattering in the air.
“Are your ghosts just completely useless?”
Qi Haolin watched in terror, staring at the composed figure beside him.
Zhen Zhen wasn’t irritated by this comment. The Yu Wanyan there was indeed more powerful than all their ghosts, but the user’s ability wasn’t bad either. The items they gave to their prey had strength determined by the user’s will.
In other words, if the user themselves was strong, then naturally they could demonstrate even more terrifying power with the items they were given.
Zhen Zhen believed that if her green hat was worn by the woman currently playing the violin, the ghosts she could summon would definitely be able to tear apart any prey nearby.
Xin Lan opened her eyes, ending abruptly at a crescendo, and the storm disappeared with it.
Yu Wanyan wasn’t wrong; this violin was indeed very useful.
Including the initial three, Qi Haolin had now summoned four ghosts.
Four ghosts were already enough to make him feel unbearable pain.
Xin Lan put down the violin, placing it carefully against the wall.
“If you want to kill me, you’ll have to see if you have the ability.”
She rolled up her sleeves, revealing a small section of her beautifully contoured wrist.
Qi Haolin quietly clenched his fist, watching the woman slowly approach.
When Xin Lan reached him, he quickly threw a punch.
That punch carried tremendous force, seemingly slicing through the air, aiming straight at Xin Lan’s face.
Xin Lan raised her hand to catch it, then punched Qi Haolin in the face.
Qi Haolin’s face turned to the side from the impact. He spat on the ground and swung his other hand at Xin Lan, his expression full of malice.
He wasn’t a gentle person to begin with, and Xin Lan’s actions had completely provoked his bloodlust and madness.
The two of them started fighting in this small space. Qi Haolin wasn’t just an empty shell; like Xin Lan, he didn’t defend but attacked recklessly, as if he had nothing to lose.
For a moment, Xin Lan failed to guard against his elbow strike to her face. The pain stimulated her nerves, making her even more excited.
She grabbed Qi Haolin’s throat with one hand and struck his stomach with her knee. Qi Haolin winced in pain, his entire face turning a purple-blue color.
Xin Lan slammed him to the ground, breathing heavily, but her eyes remained bright.
She stepped on Qi Haolin’s chest. His body trembled once as he grabbed her foot.
He felt the metallic taste of blood rising in his mouth. As he tried to stand up again, he was kicked in the head.
His vision went black, and he felt dizzy for a moment.
“Get up.”
Xin Lan kicked Qi Haolin lightly, still not quite satisfied.
This one could really take more hits than the previous two. Setting aside the second one, whom she hadn’t fought, this one was tougher than the first. The first one was down in minutes when she pinned him down to beat him, but this one had even managed to hurt her.
She touched the still-painful spot on her face, feeling her fighting spirit boiling up again within her body.
Qi Haolin’s body moved slightly, but he still couldn’t get up from the ground.
For a moment, Qi Haolin thought he had gone blind because he couldn’t see anything.
But soon things gradually became clear again, and he saw Xin Lan’s face.
She was saying something, but he couldn’t hear it clearly.
Time seemed to slow down, everything before him like a dream.
A horror game suddenly transformed into an encounter with a changed ex-girlfriend.
Qi Haolin stared at that face, both familiar and strange, feeling somewhat dazed.
“Lanlan…”
He mumbled.
Xin Lan was amused by this utterance and kicked Qi Haolin’s body again.
“You’re not worthy to call me that, Qi Haolin. When living, one should have some face [self-respect]. You know exactly how sincere you really are, don’t you? Does it make you happy watching women dance to your tune?”
“I despise men who live off women, and I despise even more those who do so while thinking they’re something special.”
Xin Lan sneered, having wanted to say these words for a long time.
Whether it’s playing with emotions or using deception to take money, don’t you feel any guilt about exploiting others like this?
Just because someone likes you, does that mean they deserve to owe you?
Should they have to pay with money, time, and even their life?
Looking at Qi Haolin lying semi-conscious on the ground, Xin Lan felt not a shred of mercy in her heart.
She had originally planned to find something to break Qi Haolin’s legs, as she wanted to save him for last, letting him taste the feeling of having success right before his eyes yet being powerless to grasp it.
Now she had changed her mind about breaking his legs.
After all, if he couldn’t walk, wouldn’t she have to drag him up the stairs? That would be too troublesome. Besides, this place had limited space for movement, and he had no way to escape from here anyway.
“Your prey is so fierce, you’ll definitely succeed in getting out.”
Zhen Zhen, who had witnessed the whole process, called out to Yu Wanyan, seemingly quite pleased to see her own prey defeated.
Yu Wanyan responded, somewhat distracted while looking at Xin Lan’s profile.
Xin Lan would definitely succeed, but getting out meant she wouldn’t be able to keep her to herself anymore. This thought made what should have been a happy occasion feel somewhat lost and disappointed.
She was dangerous and alluring, surely delicious.
LP: Re-translated on January 16, 2025
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