[1] Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

Ch 866 - 870

Chapter 866: A Strange Boy

Thud!        
   
Unable to maintain his speed anymore, the boy dropped to the ground.    

Nan Hua looked at the boy expressionlessly as blood dripped from the back of her hand to the ground.    

The needle was not poisonous.    

She also didn't aim for his vital point that would kill him. Instead, the needle would incapacitate him for a brief moment.    

"Young Miss!"    

Ji Han Yu frowned when he saw the boy in front of Nan Hua. He looked at the marks on the ground along with the spatter of blood and knew that there was fierce battle happening just now.    

It seemed that this boy was not ordinary.    

For him to be able to wound Nan Hua had proved that he must have excellent skill.    

"I'm fine." Nan Hua looked at the boy in front of her. He crouched on the ground, holding one of his leg that couldn't move because of Nan Hua's needle. His eyes were filled with wild gaze that was unsuitable for human.    

But Nan Hua was familiar with that kind of gaze.    

It was the same gaze as the one she and those who survived in that hell had when they were first thrown to the forest. All of them were younger than 5 years old, barely capable of fending for themselves.    

Yet, they were all forced to survive on their own in the forest while killing each other in order to live.    

"Name."    

The boy looked at Nan Hua.    

"Since you lose, your life is mine now." Nan Hua stepped forward and pointed her dagger towards the boy's neck. "If you're dissatisfied with it, kill me with your skill."    

Swish!    

Nan Si had also arrived and looked at the scene from the back. He didn't know anything that had happened, but he had no intention of barging in and interfere in whatever Nan Hua was planning to do.    

In his opinion, it didn't matter whether the boy died or live.    

On the other hand, Ji Han Yu's lips twitched. He felt that there was something wrong with Nan Hua's logic, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was exactly.    

All he could do was stare at the two youngsters in front of him.    

The boy looked at Nan Hua deeply. He seemed to be able to understand what Nan Hua was saying. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth, "Hui Ling."    

"I'm Jun Hua." Nan Hua glanced at Ji Han Yu. "This is Ji Han Yu and he'll be in charge to take care of you until we return to the mountain."    

"Jun Hua…" Hui Ling's gaze didn't leave Nan Hua as he nodded his head. He struggled to stand up with one trembling leg. His height was barely Nan Hua's shoulder even though Nan Hua herself was fairly short.    

His thin hand had long fingernails that was chapped. It seemed that he had been using his fingernails and hands to kill animals in order to survive all this time.    

"There is a small village nearby."        

Black, or Wan Xiong, followed them to see what was inside the West Valley. He stopped not far from Nan Si when he saw the young boy as he tried to recall all information he had about the West Valley.    

"Village? I never heard of one." Ji Han Yu was confused.    

"It's located in the other side of this mountain in the border between Zhang Xu and Wei Da Kingdom. It's near the end of the West Valley's trail." Wan Xiong didn't mind becoming the traveler guide.