My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities

Chapter 315: Three hundred and fourteen, regret Chapter 315: Three hundred and fourteen, regret Song Yan Ning left the restaurant and used her Divine Sense to instruct Xiang to wait for her at the bus stop at the entrance to the village. Her grandparents would definitely be waiting for her at the doorstep, and her return with Xiang would also reassure them.

Arriving at a deserted corner, Song Yan Ning summoned her flying sword. In just a moment, she reached a place not far from the bus stop at the entrance to the village.

She descended, put away her flying sword, and walked toward the bus stop not far away.

Although it was not yet eight o’clock, the bus stop was already almost empty. Coupled with the lack of street lights, the place seemed somewhat desolate.

Xiang was standing at the bus stop waiting for Song Yan Ning when a man with a hint of drunkenness approached her.

He walked up close to Xiang, glanced around, and seeing no one else, narrowed his eyes at her; a cold smile spread on his face, like a poisonous snake eyeing its prey.

The man took a handkerchief from his pocket, moved quickly, and reached out to cover Xiang’s mouth from behind, intending to drag her into the small woods not far from the bus stop.

But as his hand reached out, Xiang had already vanished.

The man looked around in bewilderment, unable to see Xiang, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart. Could it be that he had encountered something unclean?

A cold wind blew from behind, and the man instantly felt a bone-chilling cold crawling up his spine like caterpillars; uncontrollable cold sweat broke out.

He slowly turned his head and saw a pair of blood-red eyes.

“Ah!” The man screamed and turned to run.

him. He saw Xiang looking at him with blood-red eyes, licking her lips

uncontrollably, and he looked at Xiang with eyes filled with terror, “You… please let me go… I’m begging you…”

hadn’t eaten a soul in a long time and really wanted to taste the flavor of a soul.

and water began to trickle down from beneath him, “Please let me go…

water under the man. It was a good

Yan Ning was surprised to see Xiang stopping a sleazy-looking middle-aged

soul in a long time, I want to eat

had been relieved to see someone else arrive, went limp and collapsed onto the ground, sitting

him, indicating that he had killed someone. Anyone

grandmother had told her that morning, she asked, “Are

to eat him addressed this young girl as her master;

expected’ expression and took out her mobile phone to

but being eaten by this woman named Xiang meant no chance at life. He could tell Xiang was not joking, for when she

at

of the car and approached Song Yan Ning, “Who called the police just now?” They had received a call claiming that the serial killer they were searching for had

incredulous at first, as the caller’s voice sounded like a child. They suspected it might be some kid playing a prank. However, since the caller had given

Song Yan

frowned upon seeing that she was just an eleven or twelve-year-old child, “You’re saying you found the

Could he really be the murderer? But how could a murderer be afraid of

me, the murderer. Please arrest me…” The man extended his hands out. All he wanted was to get away from there quickly; he didn’t want