After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Chapter 223 Deacon

"you you……"

The Horse King let out a weak, trembling sound, filled with resentment and disbelief. His body went limp, and he fell heavily to the ground, sending up a cloud of dust.

There was a horrific wound on his chest that was shocking. The edges of the wound, pierced by sharp claws, were covered with flesh and blood. Bright red blood kept pouring out like a flood, quickly gathering into a pool under his body, dyeing the surrounding land dark red.

"waste."

Catwoman's lips parted slightly, her voice icy and piercing, her contempt undisguised. Her face, unusually pale from blood loss, revealed a certain sickly fragility.

After saying this, she slowly extended her tongue and licked the bloody claws slowly and methodically. Her movements were elegant yet also somewhat cruel. Wherever her tongue passed, the blood was licked away bit by bit, and she seemed to be savoring the bloody taste.

Behind her, her two tails swayed gently like nimble snakes, one to the left and one to the right, forming a strange arc.

If you look closely, you can find that where the third tail should have grown is now empty, leaving only a shocking scar, and the surrounding hair is stuck together with blood scabs.

And where Catwoman was originally lying, a furry tail lay alone on the ground.

The moonlight is like frost, falling on this desolate place.

"I've heard of three-legged cats, but this is the first time I've seen a three-tailed cat."

A clear voice broke the silence, and a woman in green walked out gracefully from the darkness.

She had a lithe figure, the moonlight outlining her beautiful features. With a faint smile on her face, she looked at Catwoman not far away with interest.

Three more women slowly walked out around Catwoman.

"Never mind her, just finish the work quickly and go back to report."

The woman in red frowned, her tone filled with impatience. She crossed her arms, her delicate features contorted slightly with anxiety, eager to get this over with.

"Xia, don't be so impatient. You finally came out to carry out the mission. Don't you want to meet the young master?"

Seeing this, the woman in yellow shook her head helplessly, then looked at the woman in red with anticipation, her eyes flashing with longing.

"The previous Qiu was killed by me on his way to secretly meet the young master."

The sudden words were like a thunderclap. The woman in white had quietly stopped at some point. Her eyes were like knives, staring straight at the woman in yellow. Her voice was icy cold, without a trace of warmth.

"..."

"I was just joking, why are you taking it so seriously, Dong?"

The woman in yellow pouted and curled her lips in dissatisfaction, pretending to look aggrieved. She subconsciously reached out to tidy up her hair at the temples, trying to ease the sudden tense atmosphere.

"..."

Dong pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. His eyes, like cold stars, still stared coldly at Qiu, as if he wanted to see through her. The coldness in his eyes seemed to be able to freeze the air around him.

"Alright, alright, don't forget your mission. If you don't complete it well, there will be punishment."

The green-clothed woman's voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable authority, a perfect reminder to everyone. Everyone seemed to have just woken up from their dream, and their gazes returned to Catwoman.

"I thought Xu Hanyi was a big shot, but I didn't expect he would actually kill me mid-sentence."

Catwoman slumped on the ground helplessly, a mocking arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she sneered repeatedly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm too lazy to listen. Pick one."

As Xia spoke, he strode forward and stretched out his two empty hands.

"What to choose...ah!"

Catwoman screamed, the sound sharp and shrill, as if to pierce the dead silence of the night. Xia moved with lightning speed, and before he knew it, a rune shimmering with an eerie light appeared in his hand, which he instantly pressed against Catwoman's forehead.

Catwoman only felt an extremely cold force flowing into her forehead like a turbulent undercurrent. In an instant, her soul seemed to be grasped tightly by an invisible and cold giant hand.

"You're talking too much, so don't choose it."

Xia raised her head slightly, and the moonlight fell on her cold and beautiful face, outlining her delicate yet fierce features.

"Don't be afraid, Sister Catwoman. Xia is just like that. He's cold on the outside but warm on the inside."

The woman in green lightly walked to Catwoman's side. She carefully lifted the trembling Catwoman up, her movements so gentle that she seemed afraid to hurt her in the slightest.

"You...what on earth do you want to do?"

Catwoman's lips trembled, her voice weak but full of fear and anger.

"The Lord wants you to be a deacon of Siqin Tower, so he sent us here to inform Sister Catwoman."

The woman in green was smiling and speaking in a cheerful tone as if she was talking about a very ordinary happy event.

"Siqin Tower? Deacon?"

Catwoman was stunned at first, her cracked lips trembling slightly as she squeezed out these words, her eyes full of surprise and suspicion.

"It's to collect intelligence on the demon race."

Dong spoke slowly, his voice like ice spikes in the cold winter, cold, hard and crisp.

"No, as soon as I go back, Ye Wutan will definitely kill me."

Catwoman's voice trembled, her eyes filled with fear and despair.

"But if I don't go back, I'll die anyway, and it'll be worse than death."

Qiu's tone was gentle, yet like a venomous snake, each word carrying a deadly chill. She approached slowly, her eyes shimmering with autumn water, seemingly gentle yet eerily frightening.

She clenched her hands slightly into fists, and Catwoman suddenly felt as if her soul was being tightly grasped by a giant hand like an iron clamp. Every inch of her soul was being squeezed fiercely, and severe pain came in waves like a tide, causing her body to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

"Qiu, stop making trouble. Catwoman Butler is already seriously injured."

The woman in green frowned slightly, a hint of reproach in her eyes, and her tone, though gentle, carried a certain unquestionable tone.

Qiu stuck out her tongue playfully and loosened her clenched fists. The power that was clamping Catwoman's soul dissipated instantly.

Catwoman felt as if she had been pardoned. Her body softened and she almost collapsed to the ground. She was gasping for breath, her whole body drenched in cold sweat, her eyes full of fear of surviving a disaster.

"The demon tribe has already made arrangements. You can go back without any problems. Nothing will happen to you."

The woman in green had a soft gaze and spoke gently, trying to reassure Catwoman.

"..."

Catwoman nodded numbly. It didn't matter since she was going to die anyway.

"Catwoman Deacon, be happy. Siqin Tower will not treat anyone who joins unfairly. Here are 100,000 spirit stones and an eighth-grade Bi Hai Chao Sheng Dan. This is your gift for joining Siqin Tower."

The woman in green smiled and raised her jade hand slightly. Two glittering storage bags appeared out of thin air and slowly floated in front of Catwoman.

"..."

"Are the Blue Sea Tide Pills ready?"

She had heard of this pill before. After a woman took it, her every move would exude an indescribable charm, so this pill was also called the Little Charming Pill.

"Catwoman Butler, don't worry about the mission being too difficult. We will arrange the most suitable mission for you based on your situation, and the monthly salary is 10 spirit stones."

The voice of the woman in green was soft and soothing, like a spring breeze, trying to blow away the haze and worries in Catwoman's heart.

"..."

Catwoman lowered her head in silence, her heart in turmoil.

As a demon king, she might not be able to offer 10 spirit stones every month, but joining Siqin Tower...

"I am willing to serve you like a dog or a horse!"

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