The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 484 Fairy Tale 1
"…The false king has reached the end of his rope. Her Majesty the Ice Queen will surely rule this country."

The majestic body was limp as mud, like a bag of meat covered with long black hair, hanging on the ground.

Even in such a miserable state, the giant wolf still kept barking and chattering with its scarlet tongue.

"There's not even a way to skip dialogues or highlight keywords. I take back my compliment."

Zhu Mingyao said angrily that the rigid process before him reminded him of the frustration of sitting in front of the computer, frantically clicking the mouse to skip character dialogues.

"General, you have already ambushed that woman at her destination and set up a sophisticated trap. Her life will definitely end today..."

Watching the giant wolf continuing the process in a methodical manner, Zhu Mingyao waved his hands helplessly, and dozens of little birds made of yellow talisman paper flew out chirping, and disappeared in all directions in a blink of an eye.

In an instant, countless images flashed into the eyes, making people dizzy.

"…It's not too late to surrender now, otherwise, you…"

A flash of lightning flashed, and the huge wolf head fell with a burning smell.

Having found the information he wanted, Zhu Mingyao showed a look of amnesty. He quickly sent away the "fly" buzzing in his ear, and his body swayed and turned into a phantom and floated away.

Only the wolf's head was left rolling on the ground for a few times, its large mouth with exposed fangs still opening and closing:
"...You will face the same fate as that old woman who sheltered the fake king, and be swallowed by the general..."

……

A small and simple wooden house is hidden in the lush forest, like an inadvertent stroke of light ink in nature, living in harmony with the world.

Years of footprints have flattened the soil, and through the thriving weeds, a winding path has been carved out that goes straight into the distance.

Looking through the gap in the door, the fire in the house was burning brightly, the crackling of firewood and the occasional bird calls outside the window intertwined together, like a tranquil pastoral poem.

A wisp of blue smoke rises from the chimney on the roof and lingers with the mist in the woods. No matter who sees it, they will praise the peaceful and tranquil life.

However, the premise of all this is that you must have a strong enough heart to ignore the pairs of scarlet eyes that are looming in the surrounding weeds and bushes.

The hungry eyes were waiting for an opportunity, patrolling every inch of the surrounding space, ready to taste the delicious flesh and blood at any time.

Even though they are individuals evolved from certain laws, they are still like real creatures, retaining their original wildness and instincts, adding a subtle murderous intent to the air.

Suddenly a breeze blew by, bringing with it the sound of rustling leaves, and it seemed to whisper in my ears, conveying a secret message. Suddenly, the murderous aura disappeared and everything was silent.

In the distance of the forest path, a red shadow emerged and came bouncing towards us.

It was a petite figure, wrapped tightly in a crimson hooded cloak, with a few strands of black hair scattered around the edges, proving the gender and age of the person.

The long corners of her clothes swayed gently with her movements, like a blooming exotic red flower.

She walked briskly, full of vitality, and even the dead branches and leaves under her feet seemed to come alive with her arrival.

The long distance seemed only a few minutes to the young woman, and soon she arrived in front of the cabin.

Lifting the basket in her arms, she pushed open the door with ease.

"My dear mother-in-law, I brought some medicinal wine from the doctor, as well as snacks and fruits."

Perhaps because of the echo, her voice sounded extra strong, which was very different from her young appearance.

There were no windows in the room, and only the dancing flames in the fireplace illuminated a bent figure on the bed.

"Ahem, I'm so sorry. I should have been the one taking care of you..." It seemed like the cough of an elderly woman was mixed with wheezing, hoarse and heavy like an old bellows. "The witch's lackeys are omnipresent. For safety reasons, I shouldn't let you walk out of the forest in front of people."

The thick blanket slipped off. The old woman on the bed turned over and sat up with difficulty.

Messy gray hair sprouted out from under her bonnet like weeds, covering most of her face, leaving only a pair of deep-set but unusually bright eyes visible, sparkling in the darkness.

"You've lost a lot of weight, and your eyes look bigger than before." The young girl said in surprise, and hurried forward with concern, gently picked up the blanket and covered the old woman's body again.

"My dear baby, that way I can see you more clearly." Although the old man's voice was weak, it was filled with a warm smile, which gave people inexplicable comfort.

She raised her arm and beckoned. "Come, child, sit closer so I can take a good look at you. These days I keep dreaming about your childhood, so lively, with eyes full of curiosity about the world..."

As he spoke, the old man took the girl's hand and sat her down beside the bed. He slowly stroked the top of her head, making a rustling sound between her dry skin and the fabric of her hood.

"When I was a child? I wasn't..." The girl suddenly felt confused. She felt like her thoughts were a bag of vegetables thrown into a blender, with several contradictory memories coming and going.

She touched her aching forehead and decided not to care about it. "You should take the medicine quickly..."

"Haha, medicine alone is not enough." The old woman put her white-haired head under her ear and exhaled hot and humid breath.

"And your flesh and blood!"

Hexi's earnest whispers suddenly turned fierce and sharp, and his white sharp teeth bit down suddenly with a fishy smell.

A splash of blood!
"Cuckoo..."

The carefully planned sneak attack was successful, but the gray-white wolf head, who revealed his true form, was a little confused.

The flesh he bit into was indeed plump, but... it seemed a little too plump? His teeth only penetrated a layer of skin before he could go any further.

This is literally a thick piece of rubber!

Before it could figure out what was going on, a fist hit its belly, causing the werewolf's body to suddenly break in half, and it crashed through the wooden wall and flew out of the house.

Like other canine creatures that were beaten, it growled miserably, its eyes filled with malice and fear, and looked into the house through the hole.

The small fist was seen squirming and gradually turned into a big hand with sharp joints and edges, and then it tore off the one-piece cloak.

"I love you so much!"

The barbarian sister's highly recognizable bronze face was grinning as she touched the blood oozing from her trapezius muscle that was like a steel plate, and shouted angrily at the wolves that came out from all directions.

"What a lousy place! They're trying to trick me into playing sissy house games!"

She regained her consciousness after suffering severe pain and pulled her axe back. Flames surged on the black steel axe and she was swept out like a violent whirlwind.

In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere, wolfhounds wailed, and the giant axe was used with the power of the dog-beating stick technique.

"When I was a kid, I never read stupid fairy tales, and I didn't like princess dresses. It wasn't because I couldn't afford them, okay..."

"It seems like I heard some extremely confidential personal information. Should I wait a while before going out?"

Just as he saw this crazy scene, Zhu Mingyao hid himself on a tree branch in the distance, thinking with a sympathetic heart.

(End of this chapter)