Chapter 617 - Qing Yuan’s Regret X

As all the spirit beasts were burning with anger, they attacked more ferociously than before.

A glimmer of viciousness flickered in Butterfly Mansion Master’s eyes. Her wicked eyes swept past everyone and landed on Feng Ruqing. She knew that Feng Ruqing was the master of all these spirit beasts. They could defeat the spirit beasts only if Feng Ruqing were dead.

However, Butterfly Mansion Master did not notice that when she rushed toward Feng Ruqing, the young lady who was holding Feng Ruqing’s hand had let go of her hand quietly. She took a few steps forward slowly, her eyes lit up with excitement.

At this time, everyone on the spot—Zhao Yao, Ziyan, and the rest—stop moving and held their breaths. A look of disbelief and shock crept into their eyes as if they have seen a monster. They could not regain their composure for a long while.

The lovely young lady opened her mouth, her mouth got bigger and bigger. Finally, her mouth was bigger than her tiny body like a giant pot, while Butterfly Mansion Master was like a dish in a pot. She fell directly into the young lady’s mouth.

After the young lady swallowed Butterfly Mansion Master, her tiny body quickly restored itself to its original shape. She turned her head around as she blinked, innocently.

“Mother, I didn’t intend to have any snack. The snack simply fell into my mouth.”

‘What can I do when my daughter is a glutton?’ Feeling a stinging sensation at her head, Feng Ruqing reached out to stroke her forehead.

“Ouch!”

Suddenly, Qing Han squatted down with her hands holding her tummy. Her eyes were flooded with tears, her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

“Mother, my stomach hurts…”

“I told you before. You can’t just eat anything. Your stomach is upset now.”

“Um… Mother, it’s killing me…”

Qing Han cried in pain as she rolled around on the ground. Her face was ghastly pale.

Feng Ruqing seemed extremely worried as she quickly picked Qing Han up and held her in her arms.

“Fu Chen, what happened to Qing Han?” Feng Ruqing turned to look at Fu Chen.

“With Qing Han’s current strength, she cannot digest a Dark Warrior. The strength of the Dark Warrior would remain in her stomach and cause a stomach upset. She just needs to throw it up. That’s a great lesson for her.” Fu Chen’s face darkened.

“Did you hear that? Throw it up now.” Hearing this, Feng Ruqing heaved a sigh of relief.

“Ouch!” Qing Han spat out a thick chunk of hair as tears broke free from her eyes

After the hair, Qing Han spat out a lady who only had half a head left. Butterfly Mansion Master truly had bad luck.

Previously, when Qing Han had gulped down Tang Shan, his body started to melt from his foot, hence, when Qing Han threw him up, Tang Shan had only lost two legs. This time, Butterfly Mansion Master started melting from her head. Even if Qing Han had thrown her up, she had lost her life.

When Qing Han threw her up, the pain in her stomach had faded.

Qing Han put her hands across Feng Ruqing’s shoulders as she said, innocently, “Sob… sob… Mother, I’ll listen to you. I’ll be more careful when I eat something in the future. Maybe the reason why my stomach hurt just now was due to the fact that the lady might not be clean. Maybe it has been a few hundred years since she had last taken a bath.1”