infodatos Chapter 77 My dear nephew~~ He really scared Auntie to death~~
Chapter 77 My dear nephew~~ He really scared Auntie to death~~
Chapter 77 My dear nephew~~ He really scared his aunt to death~~ (Second update, 7000 words)
Lu Yuan and the other two snapped out of their daze and exchanged glances.
There was no panic in those eyes, only a cold, unspoken understanding.
Without Lu Yuan giving any orders, the three of them gritted their teeth and moved like the wind, suddenly turning back towards the gate!
Fuck him!
Outside the gate, the snow was a stark white, illuminating three or four figures that were pulled crookedly and distorted.
The foul curses, mixed with the lingering smell of alcohol, sounded particularly jarring in the quiet snowy night: "Damn it—hiccup—we just put up this notice, and someone dared to tear it down!"
"Which mountain has this wild Taoist priest sprung up from? Is he blind? Can't he see the three big characters 'Jade Temple'?"
Before he finished speaking, Lu Yuan and his two companions darted out of the pear orchard like ghosts.
Everything outside came into view in an instant.
Four Taoist priests dressed in the standard cotton robes of the Jade Temple, the leader of whom was a young Taoist priest with triangular eyes and slanted eyebrows.
It was the same group of Taoist priests who had been clamoring at Songtao Pavilion that evening, insisting on going up to the second floor to take a look!
If Lu Yuan remembered correctly, this guy introduced himself as Zhao Bing.
At this moment, the smell of alcohol on the four men had faded considerably, indicating that they had sobered up.
But his face was still flushed from drinking, and the arrogance and haughtiness in his eyes had only increased.
Zhao Bing's gaze first fell on the seal that had been torn off, crumpled into a ball, and casually thrown into the snow.
The anger in his triangular eyes burned even brighter.
Then, he raised his head and glanced at Lu Yuan and the other two.
When he saw Lu Yuan's excessively young face and the ordinary cotton robe he was wearing that was not of any prestigious style, he realized that Lu Yuan was not young at all.
The disdain and contempt on their faces were not even worth the slightest attempt to conceal.
"Who do we have here? Turns out it's some bumpkin who crawled out of some nook and cranny."
The tip of his peach wood sword was pointed directly at Lu Yuan's nose, and his voice was shrill: "Don't you understand the rules?!"
"Get your pile of junk out of here!"
Lu Yuan ignored his shouts.
His gaze didn't linger on Zhao Bing's face for even a moment.
His gaze passed over the few clowns jumping around and was fixed on the snow behind them.
The offering table was kicked over.
The incense burner rolled into the snow, its ashes scattered all over the ground, mixing with the filthy snow water to form a muddy mess.
The candle was stepped on and broke in two.
The ancestral tablet, engraved with the name of the founder, lay askew on the ground, half of it covered by dirty footprints.
a mess.
To be fair, Lu Yuan is a very emotionally stable person.
Lu Yuan wasn't the type to have a short temper or explode at the slightest provocation.
Those who cultivate the Tao have hearts like ancient wells, unmoved by external things.
Without this determination, he wouldn't be where he is today.
But now, Lu Yuan couldn't hold back any longer.
It wasn't because of Zhao Bing's foul language, but because of the overturned altar!
And there were the ancestral tablets and incense burners that had rolled onto the ground.
Generally speaking, altars are not very useful.
When setting up an altar and performing rituals, some props are placed, such as wooden swords, compasses, plates and bowls.
But this thing is the last line of defense for Taoists.
Because the tablet above is that of the ancestral master.
If you encounter an evil spirit that you can't defeat, and you can't run away, and you're about to die...
The last hope lay in kowtowing before the ancestral tablet, begging the ancestral master to possess one's body, and seizing the last chance for survival.
Of course, the patriarch might not be available, and even after bowing for a long time, he might not come.
But it truly represents the last glimmer of hope.
Lu Yuan and his two companions have already entered the world of Peking Opera and have begun their work.
Zhao Bing and his group kicked over Lu Yuan's altar, which was tantamount to taking the lives of Lu Yuan and his two companions!
Besides these, there are things more important than life for Taoists.
Every industry has its own rules.
For example, the bandits had rules such as "a rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow," "seven things not to be robbed, eight things not to be seized," and "three things not to be allowed to stay."
For example, in the craft industry, there are rules such as: "I'd rather give up a gold ingot than pass on a single word of spring," "A guest is a guest, and you shouldn't hit a smiling face," and "Those in the same trade may be enemies, but don't steal food from others who cross boundaries."
Even shady establishments like casinos and brothels have their own rules: "No fathers or sons in casinos, cheaters will have their hands chopped off," "Prostitutes do not take money from their clients, nor steal their belongings," and "Stolen goods are disposed of without questioning their origin."
As for the rules within the Taoist community...
The most important rule is probably: "You may lose your head in a battle of magic, but you must not abandon the incense offerings; you may gamble with your life in a dispute, but you must not harm the patriarch."
In plain terms, it means that no matter how great the grudge or how deep the resentment, you can smash anything, but you can't touch someone's shrine, incense burner, or statue of their ancestral master!
This rule is not written in any Taoist classic.
However, this is the first ironclad rule that everyone who makes a living in this field will be repeatedly warned by their master with a ruler tapping their palms from the very first day they enter the school.
The shrine tablets are dedicated to the righteous gods of faith, while the ancestral masters represent the lineage of the Dharma.
Smashing these things is not as simple as smashing a few pieces of wood or porcelain.
This is an attempt to uproot someone's lineage and sever their traditions!
This would cause generations of the master and disciples, and even the entire Taoist temple, to become "wandering ghosts" before the gods and the patriarch.
For a Taoist priest, this is even more serious than killing one's parents.
When Taoist practitioners fight, whether it's over territory, for a job, to use magic, or even to the death, there's always a tacitly agreed-upon bottom line.
Do not dishonor your fundamental beliefs.
If you win, you can make the other party admit defeat, pay compensation, or even leave the area.
But you can't smash other people's altars, destroy their deity tablets, or their ancestral statues.
This goes beyond the scope of "fighting" and is a complete blasphemy and insult, meaning that the other party is not regarded as an ally, or even as a human being.
Once you start, it's a fight to the death, crack!
A barely audible sound.
Sizzle—sizzle!
Whoosh!
A sudden, intense, teeth-grinding crackling of electric current erupted in the deathly silence of the snowy night!
Countless fine, silvery arcs of electricity erupted and spread wildly outwards from Lu Yuan's center!
They danced wildly around him, devouring the air and emitting a burnt smell!
The arrogant and domineering Zhao Bing froze completely the moment the lightning flashed.
His three companions behind him also stood frozen in place, as if their souls had been ripped out.
Heavens—a Celestial Master?!
This is a torrent of thunder magic that only a true Celestial Master could unleash!
How is that possible?
How could this young man, who looks no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, possibly be a Taoist master!
Lu Yuan remained expressionless, his chin slightly raised, and his left hand, crackling with electricity, suddenly clenched into the void!
boom!!
A deep, thunderous roar, like an ancient war drum, exploded in his palm!
"I'm going to kill you today, no matter what I say."
Lu Yuan's voice was devoid of any warmth. After speaking, he lowered his eyes and pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth.
Hold your breath and concentrate your mind, then look inward at your ancestral aperture.
His entire aura instantly detached from the mortal world, becoming lofty and indifferent, as if he had become an executor of the Heavenly Way.
Zhao Bing and his three companions were completely dumbfounded.
They never dreamed that, fueled by alcohol and their arrogant attitude towards their mountain sect, they would actually run into a Celestial Master!
Especially after Zhao Bing came to his senses, he looked at Lu Yuan in front of him with his eyes lowered and his mind focused.
The four people were completely terrified.
None of these four people are Taoist masters, but that doesn't mean they haven't witnessed Taoist masters performing rituals.
As a place with a Celestial Venerable, the Jade Temple is considered a top-tier Taoist sect in the entire area outside the Great Wall.
There are as many as seventeen Celestial Masters in the Jade Temple, and their master is one of them.
So, Lu Yuan has suddenly turned into this—
The four of them were stunned for a moment, and a series of terrifying images they had seen before instantly flashed through their minds.
No----
No way————
This posture—
He—he doesn't want to—
In an instant, Zhao Bing and his two companions fully regained their senses, and with a thud, they knelt on the ground, loudly begging for mercy, "We were wrong!!"
"We were really wrong!!"
"I drank too much tonight, and my head is a little dizzy!!"
"My lord, please don't be angry! We'll take care of it for you right away!"
Lu Yuan remained silent.
It simply faces the southeast direction, which is the position of wind and thunder.
Then, Lu Yuan stepped forward with his left foot, performing the "Three-Five Flying Steps".
One step, one incantation, treading the positions of the Big Dipper.
"One step and the stars turn; two steps and thunder roars; three steps and lightning trembles; four steps and clouds are driven away; five steps and thunderbolts erupt; six steps and mountain spirits crumble; seven steps and demons are subdued!"
Zhao Bing and the other two: "????"
Zhao Bing and the other two almost popped their eyes out.
No----
No—this—how did I actually begin the ritual steps?
This—this is not meant to scare you!
"Immortal!!!"
"Don't be impulsive!! We'll compensate you!!"
"Just name your price, and we'll give you that much. We'll personally come to apologize!"
Lu Yuan remained expressionless and unresponsive.
Lu Yuan's steps were as if he were walking on red-hot coals, his body swaying like an oar on a river, his wide robe sleeves billowing and creating a breeze even without wind.
When he stepped onto the "Tian Shu position", he stomped his heel heavily on the snow-covered ground!
"Shake the earth's gates, open the heavenly gates!"
His left hand instantly pinched "Thunder Bureau".
The little finger hooks across the back of the ring finger, and the middle finger pinches back the "ziwen" (the horizontal line at the base of the palm) in the center of the palm.
The index finger is bent and pressed against the back joint of the middle finger, while the thumb is tightly clasped around the middle joint of the index finger.
This is the "Five Thunder Finger," symbolizing the Five Thunder Envoys' Court and the Five Qi Returning to the Origin!
Right hand forms a sword incantation!
The index and middle fingers are held together and extended, while the thumb presses down on the nails of the ring and little fingers, as if holding an invisible magic sword.
Simultaneously pinch the "Xunwen" with your left hand, which is the second joint of your index finger.
"Eastern Wood Thunder, full of vitality."
Left hand wields thunderbolts, right hand wields sword techniques!
Finally, the "Thunder Seal" was unleashed!
With the sword raised high above his head, Lei Ju pressed down on his wrist pulse point, and with his arms crossed, a "Thunder and Fire Cross Stance" was formed!
As soon as this seal was produced, a rumbling sound of wind and thunder could be heard in the heavens above.
Zhao Bing and his gang went completely insane.
They could clearly feel the surrounding air become thick and violent, and tiny arcs of electricity flickered in their hair.
The hem of her clothes fluttered.
Zhao Bing and his group: "??????"
Looking at the "Thunder Bureau" on his left and the sword incantation on his right.
And, the sky rumbled, and most importantly—
Everyone present, whether it was Lu Yuan and his two companions or their own group.
The ends of her hair stood on end as if static electricity was running through them, and they all floated up.
Now Zhao Bing and his group understood.
He wasn't joking!
He really intended to use lightning magic to strike them all to death!
He will not accept any pleas for mercy!
How dare he?!
I am a member of the Jade Temple!
Even if you're a Taoist master!!
But—but you can't just kill people randomly!!!
At worst, this matter will be reported to the Jade Temple, and the Jade Temple will simply remove me from their ranks!
You—
How could you dare to kill someone like that?!
Zhao Bing and his group, whose legs were completely weak at this point, suddenly found strength from who knows where.
Perhaps driven by the instinct for survival, Zhao Bing suddenly sprang to his feet and, like a madman, sprinted across the street, roaring, "Run the fuck away!!!!"
"He's really going to kill someone!!"
Run now?
late.
Lu Yuan's mind was completely clear.
Lu Yuan knew that what he was about to do would cause him a lot of trouble.
Let's set aside the disputes between different sects.
The secular world will not let Lu Yuan off the hook either, after all, this is murder!
If you lock yourself up because of this, you won't be able to go out and clear away the evil spirits in your next cultivation area.
However, Lu Yuan no longer cared about right or wrong, or the consequences.
If one can tolerate the destruction of the sacred tablet and the disgrace of the ancestor, then one is no different from a living turtle!
Moreover, if this becomes a knot in one's heart, and one cannot vent one's anger or clear one's mind, one's cultivation will never make any progress in this life!
So, we'll talk about what happens next later!
Lu Yuan is unhappy now.
Then fuck your feet!!!
Lu Yuan's indifferent gaze locked onto the four frantically fleeing figures, and he chanted incantations rapidly, each word like thunder.
"The primordial beginning revealed the map, and the Five Thunders followed."
"Heavenly Cave, Innocent and Pure"
Lu Yuan drew the character "雷" (thunder) in the cloud seal script on his left palm using his right sword finger.
Then his heel slammed into the ground again!
"The Underworld and its officials."
Immediately afterwards, Lu Yuan pointed his sword upwards towards the sky, his sleeves billowing even without wind.
"By order of Yuqing!"
The next second, Lu Yuan wrote the character "Xin" in the air as a thunder talisman, and the moment the talisman was completed, a sulfurous smell filled the air.
"Summon Lord Xin of the Thunder Department!"
"Borrow ten thousand chariots of trains!"
"Thunderbolt of Light!"
"Dispel filth and cleanse the miasma, destroy demons and vanquish evil!!"
As the incantation reached its final stage, Lu Yuan's right-hand sword gesture transformed into the Five Thunder Finger!
"Hurry, hurry, as commanded by the Heavenly Venerable, whose thunderous roar echoes throughout the Nine Heavens!"
"break!!!!"
boom!!!!!
A burst of silver light flashed across the sky above Fengtian City!
A silver lightning dragon, as thick as a bucket, roared as it tore through the leaden-gray clouds, piercing through the heavens and earth!
The lightning instantly engulfed the four figures!
The blinding silver light illuminated the entire block as if it were daytime, followed by a deafening thunderclap!
As the light faded, four charred human figures lay on the ground, wisps of white smoke rising from them, emitting the stench of burnt protein.
only----
He was still breathing.
Lu Yuan frowned slightly, his gaze falling on Zhao Bing's waist.
The "Yellow Immortal Tribulation Knot," also known as the "Three Lights Protecting Life Tassel," gleamed faintly with a yellow light at Zhao Bing's waist.
This life-saving artifact is indeed quite effective, allowing them to barely survive under the Celestial Master's thunder magic.
but----
You got it this time, but what about next time?!
Lu Yuan transformed his Five Thunder Finger technique into a sword technique, and lightning gathered at his fingertips once more, preparing to unleash the second heavenly thunder!
Today we're going to chop these weeds to pieces!!
Rumble!!!
Above the sky, thunderclouds surged once more, and an even more terrifying pressure descended upon us!
Just as this catastrophic disaster was about to strike again.
A deep, resounding shout, as powerful as a mountain, seemed to pierce through the rolling thunder, clearly echoing in everyone's ears.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait! Please calm down!!"
Lu Yuan ignored the sound without even lifting his eyelids!
It doesn't matter who comes today.
Even if Shen Jizhou from Wuqing Temple came to plead for them, Lu Yuan would still kill these bastards!
At this moment, the snow within three feet of Lu Yuan had been completely evaporated into a misty white fog by the thunderous energy emanating from his body.
The second bolt of heavenly lightning, carrying the power to destroy the world, crashed down with a deafening roar!
The person who spoke from the shadows was completely stunned, seemingly never expecting Lu Yuan to be such a stubborn and unyielding person, so determined to kill!
The silver lightning bolt was about to strike Zhao Bing's charred body.
A close call!
A louder, more piercing shout rang out from afar!
"We offer our blood to the ancestral temple, and beseech the Dharma body of the Ancestral Master!!!"
Before the roar had even faded, a massive, crimson-gold phantom appeared, moving faster than lightning by a third!
It stood firmly between Zhao Bing and that deadly silver lightning bolt!
The illusory figure solidified into a phantom of an elderly man in ancient attire, wearing a tall crown and a wide belt, with an indistinct face.
This is the Dharma body of the ancestral master of the Biyu Temple lineage!
Between the hands of the illusory figure of the patriarch, there is an ancient jade seal covered with tortoise shell patterns.
One of the three treasures of Biyu Temple is the "Spirit Tortoise Carrying the Mountain Seal"!
Lu Yuan's silver lightning struck the illusory seal image fiercely.
The expected deafening roar did not occur; instead, a long, grating creaking sound filled the air.
It's like scratching glass with the sharpest needle.
The tortoise shell pattern projected on the seal began to swirl wildly, and countless golden seal characters the size of rice grains emerged deep within each pattern.
It was actually forcibly analyzing and digesting the terrifying power of Lu Yuan's heavenly lightning!
At the same time, a middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in a blue robe strode quickly over, his feet crunching on the snow.
He held a nine-section bronze whip engraved with thunder patterns in his left hand.
With his right index and middle fingers joined together, crimson blood was dripping continuously from his fingertips.
The blood congealed in mid-air without dissipating, transforming into streaks of crimson silk that connected to the magnificent illusory image of the patriarch's Dharma body.
The person who arrived was none other than Ling Chen, the master of Zhao Bing and his companions!
"Young friend! What a temper!"
"Why can't we sit down and talk? Why resort to such deadly methods to kill my disciple!"
Master Lingchen was panting heavily, his gaze fixed on Lu Yuan.
But when he saw Lu Yuan's excessively young face and the violently flashing, almost tangible arcs of electricity around him, he realized that...
The renowned Taoist master felt a sharp pang in his heart.
This?
At this age—he's a Celestial Master?!
Before Daoist Lingchen could recover from his shock, Lu Yuan had already raised his eyes.
Her cold gaze swept past him, and she pointed to the messy altar not far away.
"Did I deserve to die?"
Master Lingchen froze, and subconsciously looked in the direction he was pointing.
With just one glance, he froze on the spot.
The incense burner was overturned, the ancestral tablet was tilted, and the offerings were scattered all over the ground, leaving a scene of utter devastation!
In an instant, Master Lingchen was unable to utter a single word of the speech he had prepared.
He didn't even need to ask whether his apprentice had done it.
Otherwise, why would a promising young celestial master risk committing murder to summon heavenly lightning and grind him to dust?
The words of pleading stuck in my throat, burning hot, yet I couldn't utter them.
Destroying divine artifacts, trampling on ancestral masters —
This is fucking ridiculous!
Is this something a human being would do?!
At that moment, the illusory image of the Jade Temple's founder, with its blurred face, began to dissipate at a visible speed.
It wasn't that Ling Chen withdrew the spell.
Instead—
The patriarch found it disgusting and left on his own.
Looking at Zhao Bing, who was lying on the ground, barely alive and charred like a human, Ling Chen's eyes still revealed a trace of pity.
No matter what, this is Ling Chen's disciple after all.
I've raised him from his teenage years to his current age of 27 or 28. It would be a lie to say I have no feelings for him at all.
"Fellow Daoist—listen to me. Things have come to this point. Even if you kill him, it will only bring you trouble and won't help anything."
"With the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony just around the corner, if you are detained by the authorities for murder, wouldn't you miss the grand event?"
"In that case, as long as you spare his life, you can ask for anything! My Jade Temple will definitely satisfy you!"
""
Ling Chen lowered his stance, but seeing Lu Yuan's unwavering, cold face, his heart sank. He then said, "My Jade Temple is a top-tier Taoist temple outside the Great Wall, and its abbot is a contemporary Celestial Venerable!"
"If you would do me the honor of visiting Jade Temple, the abbot will surely give you a satisfactory answer!"
"We all belong to the same Taoist school—"
Even if Ling Chen tries to be conciliatory, Lu Yuan won't let Zhao Bing go.
Then Ling Chen added this sentence afterward?
So what if you have a celestial being in your family?
Just because you have a Celestial Venerable in your family doesn't mean you can trample on my ancestor!
If Lu Yuan releases Zhao Bing today, he will die in front of his ancestor's tablet tomorrow!
"Fuck you!!"
"Your Jade Temple has absolutely no reputation whatsoever!!"
"Even if Shen Jizhou from Wuqing Temple came today, I'd fucking kill him!!"
"May the Thunder God help me!!!"
Lu Yuan didn't hesitate to attack; he cursed and then immediately struck!
As soon as he finished speaking, lightning flashed!
boom!!!!!
Seeing this, Ling Chen's face turned ashen. He changed his hand seals and shouted sternly, "Even if the disciples of the Jade Temple have committed heinous crimes, they should still be dealt with by the Disciplinary Court of our temple!"
"The reputation of the Jade Temple must not be tarnished here!"
hum! ! !
A thick golden divine shield instantly protected the dying Zhao Bing!
boom!!!!
Lu Yuan's heavenly lightning struck the golden light shield solidly!
With a loud bang, the golden light covered with spiderweb-like cracks spread instantly, but it was ultimately not broken by the attack.
This scene deeply shocked both of them.
Lu Yuan was astonished by Ling Chen's profound cultivation, as he was able to withstand his lightning attack head-on.
Ling Chen was even more horrified. His Golden Light Spell, which he had used with all his might, was cracked by a lightning strike from a junior who had just entered the Celestial Master Realm!
After a brief moment of astonishment, an even more violent clash of Daoist techniques ensued!
After a few moves, Lu Yuan was at a disadvantage.
After all, he had only been at the Celestial Master realm for a few days, while Ling Chen was a veteran in this realm.
Even more dangerously, Lu Yuan noticed that figures were moving about in the surrounding darkness.
More and more Taoist practitioners are drawn by the commotion and are gathering around.
This is absolutely unacceptable!!
Although this is Fengtian, the Zhenlong Temple is not located here.
Moreover, there aren't any particularly powerful people in Zhenlong Temple; it's just Lu Yuan and his old man.
The old man isn't here again —
If this drags on, those who love to watch the drama unfold, or those who are on good terms with the Jade Temple and act as peacemakers, will inevitably step in!
By then, there will truly be no more chances!
so----
next second!
He drew a gleaming golden, ancient-looking longsword out of thin air and held it in his hand!
As soon as the sword appeared, an incomparably sharp and fierce killing aura soared into the sky!
Ling Chen, who was suppressing Lu Yuan with all his might, and all the spying people in the surrounding darkness felt a sudden shock.
Ok?
Where did this kid pull out that magical artifact?!
Just as Lu Yuan was preparing to fight to the death, regardless of the cost, suddenly—
boom! !
boom! !
Two sharp gunshots suddenly pierced the dark night of Fengtian.
Then, two blinding beams of light shone from the end of the street, causing everyone present to instinctively squint.
A covered military truck roared in.
Then a group of soldiers carrying old-fashioned slingshots and wearing yellow woolen uniforms jumped out of the vehicle.
This is----
The security force of Fengtian City!
At the same time, the front passenger door opened.
Two stunningly beautiful, sexy, and alluring figures hurriedly got out of the car.
"My dear nephew, what's wrong?"
Aunt Qiao'er, wrapped in an expensive cloak and wearing pointed red high heels, jogged towards Lu Yuan with a worried expression.
On the other side, Aunt Qin got out of the car and the first thing she saw was four charred figures on the ground not far away.
Immediately following was a man in his thirties with a small mustache.
A man dressed in a crisp, high-collared officer's uniform stepped out of the driver's seat; he bore a resemblance to Aunt Qin.
Lu Yuan merely glanced at them and ignored them completely.
His entire focus was fixed on Ling Chen opposite him.
Ling Chen then looked at Lu Yuan and said angrily, "Young friend!! That's enough!!"
"Even if my apprentice commits a grave error, it doesn't warrant death!!"
"Our Jade Temple will give you an explanation!!"
After saying that, Ling Chen turned directly to the officer and said loudly, "Sir, this is an internal dispute within our Daoist sect."
"This kid, he's going to kill someone in the street!"
The middle-aged officer remained expressionless, simply waving his hand lightly.
The two squads of soldiers behind him immediately dispersed, their guns pointed inward, surrounding everyone present.
Upon seeing this, a look of relief appeared on Ling Chen's face.
He turned to Lu Yuan, slightly raising his head, and said, "Young friend, let it go, don't cause any more killing—"
boom!
Another gunshot rang out abruptly.
Everyone was stunned, and they all turned to look in the direction of the gunshot.
All I saw was —
Aunt Qin looked like a frightened fawn, her face full of fear.
She swayed her incredibly sexy, voluptuous body and ran towards Lu Yuan in a coquettish voice that could melt a man's bones: "Aiya~~".
"My dear nephew, you really scared your auntie to death!"
"This gun—how did it misfire?"
Song Zonghu, the commander of the Fengtian City Security Regiment, wearing a military overcoat, slowly lowered his head.
He glanced at the Mauser pistol that had been shoved into his hand without him noticing, the muzzle still emitting a wisp of smoke.
He looked up and saw his older sister, who was writhing her sexy, voluptuous body and acting coquettishly towards Lu Yuan.
Then, he turned his head and glanced again at the four charred bodies lying on the ground not far away—
Zhao Bing, who had been clinging to life, now lay dead with a bloody hole between his eyebrows.
Song Zonghu:
Alas!!!!!
I'm truly impressed!
Song Meiqin!!!
You're really my sister!!!
You're really going to cause me trouble!