The Cannon-Fodder Villainess Faked Her Death, Her Five Beast Mates Go Wild-Chapter 160: Maneuvering

The sound of splashing water came repeatedly, causing a sense of unease to rise in Wen Shu’s heart as she gripped Rah’s arm.

What could block spiritual power from such a distance?

Could someone have created a giant magnetic field?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind. She lowered her gaze to the Winged Dragon in her arms and said solemnly, "Quick, we must hide."

Almost at the moment her voice fell, a few Winged Beasts circled around the cliffs from the western azure sky, flying towards the island.

They were incredibly fast, transforming from tiny black dots into palm-sized figures in the blink of an eye.

Their varied-colored dragon wings blocked out the sky, clearly a well-organized group of Dragon Beasts.

Seeing Rah still standing dazed, Wen Shu tugged at his arm and ran towards the shore, saying, "Quick, we must leave here..."

She tore off her bracelet, stuffed a few Waterproof Pearls into Luo Fei’s arms, and leaped into the sea, attempting to use the seawater to mask their scent while swimming deeper.

"Rah, transform back into your beast form, we escape south."

With the Winged Dragon in her arms hindering her movement, Wen Shu could only urge Rah further.

But before the male beside her could transform, a silver Winged Dragon plunged into the sea, following the scent of blood to track them down.

Alarmingly, it wasn’t the only one.

As Wen Shu changed direction, splashes resounded from all directions.

The waves caressed her cheeks as she hesitated, her mind racing with thoughts and cautious not to make any sudden moves.

She grabbed Rah as he was about to transform, pulling him into a dense bunch of seaweed, and lowered his neck with her hand.

The unexpected move by the female caused Rah to freeze in place, the back of his neck feeling soft. He swallowed hard, wanting to assure her not to be afraid, but just then, a gentle whisper echoed beside his ear.

"Listen to me, Rah, I need you to act later. Perform well, and there will be a reward. Do you understand?"

A reward?

Rah nodded repeatedly, and after hearing Wen Shu’s detailed instructions, he looked at her, repressing his delight, and said with a silly smile, "Can I start now?"

Seeing he hadn’t quite absorbed the information, Wen Shu was exasperated, rubbed her mouth, and pinched his lips, "What did I just say?"

Rah was momentarily dumbfounded, his expression becoming a bit fierce, mumbling with a pout, "Don’t smile stupidly."

"And later, don’t mess it up."

Noticing his lips had swollen, Wen Shu placed Luo Fei into the seaweed, disheveled her collar slightly, and tore open Rah’s robe, wrapping her legs around his lean waist, hanging entirely onto him.

As the seaweed shifted, a low, ambiguous moan escaped, "Rah..."

"Ah—"

She leaned back weakly, crashing into a pair of enormous dragon eyes, eliciting a scream of surprise.

Immediately sitting upright, she held onto Rah’s neck tightly, complaining in grievance, "Rah, is that a dragon! What kind of place did you choose?"

She was trembling all over.

Having her thrown into his arms, Rah’s expression fluttered, his Adam’s apple bobbing a few times, as his wide palm supported the female’s hip.

After several seconds of restraint, he remembered his task.

"Scram!" The serpentine tail, armed with curved blades, fiercely whipped the face of the Winged Dragon, the furious voice incredibly terrifying.

That sharp, angular face restored some of its former sinister ferocity.

And upon seeing his serpentine tail, the silver dragon with no time to evade, whose head now bore blood streaks, immediately recognized who was before it.

"Rah..."

With palpable apprehension, he backed away, noticing the two clinging together in disarrayed clothing, uncertain of leaving the spot after interrupting their intimacy.

As the seaweed area quieted, Wen Shu swatted away Rah’s wandering hand, jumped out of his embrace, tidied her clothes, and picked up the Little Winged Dragon.

"Let’s go."

She drew close to Rah, noticing that while his hand had barely left from shielding his face, he sneaked a glance at her chest, still stained with blood under his nose. Frustrated, she gritted her teeth.

This guy... absolutely unbelievable!

"Rah," Wen Shu suppressed her temper, tugging his hand to place it on her waist, "if you make any mistake, we’ll both die."

Hearing her words, the heat in Rah’s head cooled down considerably, his expression turning serious, meeting her stern gaze.

"Mistress, believe in me."

He straightened his posture, the smile fading from his face. Beneath those fierce brows, his entire presence turned cold and somber.

Seeing his side profile clearly, Wen Shu’s grip on his hand froze, shifting uncomfortably to create some distance, her emotions a bit mixed.

The Rah standing before her was entirely different from the previous cutthroat bandit...

She didn’t want to be entangled with the original Rah.

But when absolutely necessary, she needed to remedy him.

Yet, given how much he knew about her secrets now, would he betray her?

Walking past the Water Winged Dragons, Wen Shu lifted her gaze, casting aside those thoughts to focus on the troubles ahead.

The silver dragon returned and, upon nearing, transformed into a tall, handsome human form. He glanced at the Winged Dragon in Wen Shu’s arms and smiled, "The leader requests your presence."

Sure enough, Luo Fei’s brother was behind this.

It was probably only in his hands that a giant magnet affecting such a vast spiritual area existed.

Wen Shu’s lips pressed tightly, a sense of worry growing within.

Brother Luo Fei was one of the female’s two Beast Husbands in the Southern Empire.

Forcing Luo Fei into a false death and escape, lurking in Alentia for years, fully demonstrated he was not one to be trifled with.

If Rah showed any fault, this unpredictable male protagonist might even decide to deal with Rah as well.

She tightened her grip on Rah’s hand, leaning closer to him, muttering softly, "Why is he looking at my new pet?"

Upon hearing this, the silver dragon, Bai Jia, briefly showed a distorted expression, casting a sidelong glance at her.

Who didn’t know that the leader of Black Thorn Valley was constantly in search of high pregnancy value females?

Though advantageous, a high pregnancy value without intellect was a double-edged sword.

Suppressing the mocking chuckle nestled in his heart, he whispered a reminder under Rah’s warning glance, "Female, the one in your arms is a wanted culprit of our Dragon Clan."

The disdainful attitude, no matter how well concealed, still left traces.

With those words, they emerged from the water’s surface.

Rah’s arm tensed, ready to stand up for Wen Shu, but was firmly held back.

He lowered his eyes in confusion, only to see her cheeks flush angry red, seemingly at the end of her patience, and exclaimed arrogantly, "What wanted culprit? I say it’s my pet, then it’s my pet!"

In the serene sea of flowers, having been interrupted by Rah’s ligature and with Luo Fei’s Dragon Beasts detained, they stood there curious about the kind of female Rah had found.

But they didn’t see her; they heard her voice first.

It sounded pampered, with a foul temper, yet her pregnancy value must be exceptionally high.

Someone walked out slowly, bowing respectfully, and suggested to the male overlooking the sea from the hill, "Leader Romande, didn’t you want offspring? Perhaps negotiate terms with Rah..."

Though he showed utmost respect, that broad figure with brown hair cascading down a strong, straight back remained unmoving.

After a moment of silence, his slender, cold white fingers tapped silently against the back of his hand.

The atmosphere congealed thickly.

The invisible pressure almost turned palpable, pouring down overwhelmingly.

The Dragon Beasts all bowed low, and the central male’s knees trembled, letting the cold sweat on his temples drip, not daring to straighten up, not daring to make a sound.

Until the tension in the air nearly broke, Romande’s shoulders shook slightly, and a low, smokey, rich voice let out a laugh of scorn, "Do you think I would choose a female Rah had already used?"