But then, she walked past Qi Ling without even glancing at him, as if he didn't exist. She walked all the way to Liu Na and looked up at the red lion with the innocent curiosity of a little girl. She spoke with a naive and delicate voice, "Why is it here? Doesn't it know that Bing Mao will be coming soon?"

She stood in front of the huge fiery red lion, gazing up at it with innocent eyes. "Do you want to die?" she asked in a weak and calm voice, as if she were asking someone if they had eaten breakfast.

Under her gaze, Hong Ri retreated more and more, as if it had seen a monster. Its previously domineering and violent aura disappeared without a trace, trembling like a frightened dog. Liu Na stood up, waved her hand, and Hong Ri dissipated into a red mist, disappearing into the air.

The little girl tilted her head and slowly walked to a chair in the corner, then turned around and sat down, curling up her legs and squeezing herself into the space between the chair's armrests. She held her round little face with her hands and looked at the faces of the people in the room as if she were looking at a group of dead people.

Suppressing her fear, Liu Na stood up and said to the little girl, "If you're here to fight us for Bing Mao, then I surrender and withdraw."

The little girl wrinkled her brow seriously, shook her head gently, and said with a faint voice that seemed to come from a distant space, "No, I'm not here to fight you for Bing Mao." She turned her gaze to the window, which was now pitch black. The giant, blood-red sun had completely sunk below the horizon a moment ago, and the chilly night had covered every inch of the town. The entire Fuzhe was now only lit by the sporadic lights that shone through the windows of the houses.

The little girl propped up her cheek for a moment and then said softly, "I'm here to fight them for Bing Mao."

Toka next to her snorted and said, "Who are they?"

The little girl looked at Toka with a hollow gaze and said, "They are them." Then she paused and said, "They're not you." She turned her head back to stare at the end of the road outside the door, unmoving. "I don't like it when you ask me questions. I already told you, I don't like noisy places."

Toka sat in front of the table, motionless, as if he didn't know how to answer the little girl's question.

Qi Ling, who was just standing close to Toka, bent down and couldn't help vomiting. From the ground under Toka's feet, several sharp and pointed ice crystals grew at some point, like vines growing wildly. They penetrated from his feet, pierced through Toka's body, and finally emerged densely from his chest, blooming in the air like a huge white sea urchin exploding from his chest. Countless crystal-like sharp ice blades decorated his body like a sculpture. His viscera and intestines were hanging on these silver-white ice crystals, dripping with hot blood and emitting rolling white vapor.

The fear of death descended from the top, and the cold wind of the winter night wrapped up sporadic ice chips and blew in from outside the window. The rising cold breath swirled in the lobby of the inn. Liu Na stood up, looking at the little girl with fear on her face, "Who are you?"

The little girl didn't look at Liu Na, but hugged her knees and looked up at the ceiling somewhere. Her gaze was scattered, as if there was no focus, as if she could penetrate the roof and see the increasingly black and oppressive sky outside.

"You don't even recognize me..." The little girl lowered her gaze, looking a bit regretful.

"She is... 'Bone Butterfly' Jill..." Jinsi squeezed out these words hoarsely from his trembling throat.

"Huh?... Do you know me?" Jill looked at Jinsi softly, suddenly laughed lightly, her face like a flower hidden in mist, "Or did you see it?"

The little girl curled up in the dim corner chair, but she was shrouded in a green light that seemed to come from nowhere. At this time, a creature...a creature that was difficult to describe vaguely appeared behind her in the lobby corner. It looked like a huge butterfly, but it was completely different from a butterfly. Because it was too large, it could only twist its body and squeeze into the corner of the wall behind Jill. Its body was covered with fine and smooth scales, each of which shimmered with green light. The support of the wings was all composed of spooky white bones, and the wings connecting these bones were a layer of membranous tissue that looked nauseatingly soft and sticky. The edges of the wings of this monster were covered with wet, octopus-like tentacles, which were wriggling wildly at the moment. The entire huge and eerie Bone Butterfly actually looked more like a sticky and colorful bat, twisted and motionless behind Jill.

"It looks really beautiful, doesn't it..." A sticky, worm-like thing was hanging from the roof. Jill reached out and touched one of the sticky tentacles of the Bone Butterfly that was hanging down. If you looked closely, you could see that at the top of the tentacle was a half-closed eye.

Jinsi and Liu Na suddenly stood up and knocked over their chairs. They rushed out of the inn.

No one wanted to compete with such a monster.

Qi Ling shrunk into a corner of the inn. He wanted to run, but his whole body was paralyzed from head to toe. He looked at the little girl in front of him with empty eyes, and then at Jinsi and Liu Na, who had just fled from the inn. He was completely scared out of his wits, not to mention the pile of things in the corner of the lobby that he didn't know what they were.

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If he was full of longing for the soul world before, now Qi Ling just wanted to get out of this nightmare as soon as possible.

At this moment, Jill turned her head and looked at Qi Ling. "I'm hungry." Her Bone Butterfly suddenly turned into a green slurry with a "splash", flowing down from the wall and climbing up the chair back like a living creature. It flowed into Jill's body along her back. "Go find something to eat for me."

Qi Ling nodded, his teeth chattering with fear. He prepared to run towards the backyard, nodding his head and stumbling.

"Hey." Qi Ling had just stepped out of the back door when Jill stopped him. "You'd better hurry up, and if you dare to run away...you should know that you can't outrun it, right? It can fly, hehe." Jill made a short, creepy laugh.

After Qi Ling walked out of the lobby, Jill turned around and looked at the door of the inn. "Ah, they finally came. Why did Jinsi and Liu Na run away? It's like I'm some kind of scary monster. Don't they know that they will really meet a group of monsters if they run out... "Her young face was covered with a layer of faint sadness, as if she really felt sorry for them.

The dark clouds in the sky were blown open by the wind, and moonlight shone down from the sky, shining on the road outside the inn. At the fork in the road two hundred meters away from the inn, Jinsi and Liu Na's bodies were lying horizontally. The bright moonlight covered their bodies with a thin layer of frost.

Fifteen minutes ago, there was only Jill left in the lobby of the inn, but now, it suddenly became lively again, with a total of ten people, including Jill and Qi Ling.

Eight newcomers were wearing similar light silver robes that looked sharp and noble. The men wore headpieces that clearly indicated their high status, with a slender ancient silver sword at their waist. The women, on the other hand, wore flowing chiffon skirts that swayed with their every movement, creating a smoke-like effect that gently drifted and changed, much like mist.

The eight of them were seated at three tables in the lobby, while Jill still huddled in a corner with a lazy expression on her face and her dull eyes staring blankly as if in a trance.

Two distinct auras permeated the lobby.

"Why would the people of the Shen family come to join in the fun?" Jill said coldly, looking at the eight people in white robes. "Don't you have enough soul beasts? You are just greedy."

Although the eight people in the lobby did not show any fearful expression, they still seemed somewhat intimidated, especially the two younger boys, whose expressions appeared stiff.

A man in his thirties, who appeared to be the leader of the group, sat in the middle of the eight people, sipping the tea that Qi Ling had prepared for them. He spoke in a low voice, saying, "There aren't many people capable of devouring the Ice Marten, so our Shen family will naturally come. Besides, the Ice Marten is a high-level water attribute soul beast that does not appear often. Our family is naturally willing to have more of these high-level soul beasts." He put down his teacup and looked at Jill. "As for you and your sticky monster, you have caused enough trouble in the imperial city of Granelt. What are you doing in this small town?"

"Oh, well," Jill stretched lazily, put her feet down and yawned, "just as you said, I was reckless in the imperial city of Granelt, and in this small town, I could be even more reckless."

She slowly stood up, swaying her body lightly, making the anklets and bracelets on her body jingle. "It's just that with so many of you suddenly showing up, it might be a bit challenging for me to compete alone." She used a bizarre movement to stretch her body, which had become stiff from sitting too long. A series of frightening "cracking" sounds emanated from her tiny body, sounding like several bones inside her body had been broken. "You, the famous Shen family, are you really not ashamed to come here with so many people just to compete with a little girl for a soul beast?"

"Little girl? You should be an old woman instead, right?" One of the young men in white robes sneered softly.

Jill's face suddenly turned cold, and she raised her finger to point at the young man. "Do you like your tongue?"

"What do you mean?" The young man did not understand.

Suddenly, two flexible icicles dropped down from the roof, hard and sharp but also agile and soft like snakes. The icicles slowly descended, aimed at the young man's mouth, like a striking cobra.

Jill said, "If you don't want to lose your tongue, shut up. Otherwise, if you say one more word, I'll tear out your tongue and eat it right in front of you."

The young man gritted his teeth, endured for a while, but still dared not say a word. His face was pale, obviously greatly insulted, but he didn't want to joke with his life, so he swallowed his saliva and clenched his teeth.

Jill's face softened again, as if a spring breeze blew by. The two icicles dissipated like smoke in the air.

The middle-aged man turned his head and sternly rebuked the boy in a low voice, "Don't cause trouble."

Jill sat back in her chair, her gaze becoming empty once again.

Qi Ling had brought food to Jill and poured tea for the new guests before preparing to leave. To be honest, no matter how curious he was about these mysterious soul masters from the imperial city, after watching so many people die one after another, he didn't want to stay a second longer.

Just as he was about to sneak out the back door with the teapot in his hand, he didn't know what tripped him, and he lost his balance and fell forward.

He had already closed his eyes and was prepared to hit the ground, but suddenly he felt a soft sensation, as if he had fallen onto a soft bed.

Qi Ling opened his eyes and saw a face that was so beautiful it made him feel like she was a goddess. He looked down and saw himself falling onto a silver-white net, with white silk-like threads criss-crossing in the air, supporting the teapot, cups, and himself.

Qi Ling quickly struggled to stand up, then heard the girl who had just been looking at him say, "Are you okay?" After she finished speaking, she raised her hand, and the white silk threads snapped back into her palm like smoke.

"I'm... fine." Qi Ling's face quickly became hot as he looked at the girl who was about the same age as him, with her flowing golden veil revealing delicate white shoulders. Her black hair was like flowing shiny ink, lightly draped behind her head, with two clusters of neat hair held up by two exquisite hairpins. Her round and dark eyes were decorated with long and misty eyelashes, making her eyebrows and eyes extremely sleek. Her petite and delicate facial features, as well as her soft and snowy white skin, gave her a radiant glow.

"She's so pretty," Qi Ling thought.