When Beauty Meets Beasts

Chapter 595 We're Just Friends

"I've been lying low in the Elven God Mountain for so many years to take revenge, but I didn't expect Catherine to die so easily. She died too easily."

Every word Cynthia said was filled with hatred.

Huanhuan felt that she really looked like a lunatic now. Her rationality had been completely devoured by hatred.

"But it doesn't matter. Even if Catherine is dead, her son is still around, and the man who betrayed me is still alive. I have to kill Murphy first, then I'll go to the secret dragon continent to take revenge on that man!"

Huanhuan took a knife from her space and cut the rope bit by bit behind her back. Her eyes were fixed on Cynthia. "Murphy is innocent. You shouldn't involve him."

But Cynthia asked coldly, "Why are you speaking up for that kid? Do you like him a lot?"

"We're just friends."

"Ordinary friends?" Cynthia didn't believe her. "But Murphy declared to everyone before that you were lovers and that you were going to be mates soon."

"Those were all excuses for me to sneak into the Elven God Mountain. Actually, Murphy and I are not lovers. You've misunderstood." After Huanhuan cut the rope, she quietly adjusted her posture.

"But I think Murphy cares a lot about you. He probably doesn't just treat you as an ordinary friend."

"Murphy's a good person. He's good to everyone."

Suddenly, there was a sound as someone dragged a dragon across the ground. Huanhuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw Cyril walking in with the black dragon.

The black dragon was tightly bound by ropes. He didn't look well. His face was pale, and his steps were unsteady. He looked dazed.

Seeing them walk in, Cynthia stopped chatting with Huanhuan. She looked the black dragon up and down and smiled in satisfaction.

"Not bad."

Cyril said in a low voice, "I followed your instructions and gave him your special potion. The medicine is taking effect. Soon, he'll become your most loyal puppet servant."

Cynthia's smile became even more ostentatious. "Okay, okay. You did well!"

With his last bit of rationality, the black dragon said to Cynthia, "I've already taken the medicine according to your requirements. Now, you should follow your promise and let Huanhuan go."

In Cynthia's plan, Lin Huanhuan was just a pawn. Now that this pawn had been used to its fullest, her life and death no longer mattered.

"I wanted to let her go..." Cynthia said with a smile, "But when I saw her face, I suddenly changed my mind. That perfect face is even more beautiful than my previous face. I want it!"

The black dragon stared intently. "You're going to break the contract?!"

As Cynthia admired his sorry state, she smiled and said, "So what if I break the contract? You've already taken my special puppet medicine. You'll soon become my puppet and listen to my orders. You can't resist me."

She said to Cyril, "Go and peel off that woman's face. Remember, be careful. Don't mess up her face."

"Alright."

Cyril strode toward the cage.

Seeing that Huanhuan was in danger, the black dragon roared angrily and actually forcefully broke the rope!

He grabbed Cynthia by the neck and picked her up as if she were a chicken.

"If you touch her, I'll break your neck!"

Cynthia was very surprised.

She did not expect the black dragon to be so powerful after taking the puppet medicine. It was really surprising.

The stronger he was, the more excited Cynthia became. "You'll definitely be the puppet I'm most satisfied with in the future."

The black dragon ignored her words and gritted his teeth. "Let her go!"

Cyril stopped and looked at Cynthia, waiting for her order.

Cynthia made a quick decision. "Okay, let her go."

Although she would no longer have such a beautiful face, it was not a loss for her to obtain such a powerful puppet servant.

Cyril opened the cage and reached for Huanhuan.

Huanhuan, who was lying weakly on the ground, suddenly jumped up!

At the same time, the lotus on her head pounced over as well. It opened its layers of petals, revealing its sharp fangs as it bit Cyril's arm!

Blood sprayed!

Cyril groaned in pain.

Huanhuan took the opportunity to rush out of the cage. She wanted to close the cage and lock Cyril in it, but Cyril was extremely strong. He actually used brute force to forcefully break the cage!

Cyril advanced on her aggressively.

Huanhuan hurriedly ran toward the black dragon and grabbed his arm. "Let's go!"

Seeing that she was safe, the last string of tension in the black dragon's heart suddenly relaxed. He let go of his fingers, and Cynthia fell back into the wheelchair.

The black dragon's vision went black. He felt weak and staggered to the ground.

Huanhuan was shocked and quickly reached out to help him leave.

But Cyril was already striding over. He reached out to grab Huanhuan.

The skullcap darted out to stop him.

Ignoring the bleeding wound on his shoulder, Cyril fought the skullcap.

Huanhuan shook the black dragon hard. "Little Black, wake up!"

"You can't escape." With a sneer, Cynthia pulled out a medicine bottle and slammed it at her feet.

With a crack, the medicine bottle shattered, spilling purple medicinal liquid all over the ground.

Cynthia muttered a few incantations under her breath. As if injected with life, the purple liquid suddenly moved.

The purple medicinal liquid stretched up from the ground and formed purple humanoid monsters. They surrounded Huanhuan and the black dragon and pounced at them.

Little Green emerged and fought the purple monsters. Huanhuan also took out a small crossbow. She protected the black dragon behind her and kept shooting.

However, these monsters neither knew pain nor bled or got injured. Even if they were torn apart, they could quickly regenerate.

Huanhuan was annoyed. "What kind of monster is this?!"

Cynthia sat calmly in her wheelchair and admired Huanhuan's sorry state. She smiled proudly. "These children are my work. I call them purple babies."

She called such ugly monsters 'babies'? This was definitely the worst usage of the word in history!

Huanhuan kept pulling the trigger and shooting small arrows.

Soon, all the arrows in the small crossbow were shot.

The skullcap and Little Green were still desperately dealing with the siege of Cyril and the purple monsters.

If this continued, they would die of exhaustion even if they weren't killed.

Huanhuan was anxious. Little Brat said at the right time, "Cynthia should be a high-level alchemist. These monsters are all made by her. You have to deal with Cynthia to make these monsters stop attacking."