Despair and fear gripped my heart!

The young Taoist priests trembled, hoping that Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo would have some compassion and not get involved in the fight.

But she also understood that it was just wishful thinking, because of Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo—

They're all problem kids!

Even if they weren't teammates of the suit-wearing thugs, the Eight-Armed Rakshasa and the Explosive Girl were both well-known figures.

Li Xiaoran, the Eight-Armed Rakshasa, was the daughter of a single mother who was a prostitute until she was twelve years old. It was only after they discovered that she had the bloodline of an eight-armed demon that she was taken into the Li family.

Her biological father feared her uncontrollable coldness, her biological mother treated her like an ATM, and the Li family regarded her as the guardian deity who carried on the bloodline of their ancestors... She never received love, nor did she abide by any of the rules of the world.

After joining the Demon Slayer Corps, they treated Li Xiaoran like a treasure, and even went so far as to say:

"Screw the psychologist, screw the rules!"

The children of the Li family are unloved, but once they join the Ghost Slayer Squad, they become the children of the Ghost Slayer Squad, and the Ghost Slayer Squad will take care of them!

Mistakes will be dealt with internally by the Demon Slayer Corps!

Outside, unless it's murder or arson... damn it! If nobody messes with them, nobody's going to do those kinds of things!

Add to that Xue Nuo, the "explosion girl." The Xue family was once incredibly wealthy, but their business failed, his wife ran away, and her own father was about to jump off a building. Before jumping, he poured gasoline all over the house and set it on fire.

That's right, this father's desire to prevent his beloved daughter from suffering alone in the world is a distorted form of paternal love.

But Xue Nuo was too young then to understand, nor did he want to!

When Xue Nuo emerged from the inferno, clutching a kitchen knife and amidst a frenzied explosion, her father was completely stunned.

With the help of the Ghost Slayers, Xue Nuo's father made a comeback and discovered that Xue Nuo only recognized her teammate, Sister Xiao Ran, but refused to acknowledge her as the biological father who had put her in the raging fire!

Thinking of all this, the young Taoist priests' resentment vanished, replaced by feelings of bad luck. They looked at each other with bitter smiles and sat down on the ground.

"How could someone be even more unlucky than a ghost? Who was that guy again? He got targeted by two young ladies."

"I don't expect to avoid freezing to death or being blown up. I just want to see this damned monster that started the war die before I die!"

As the young Taoist priests were talking, the Yin-Yang King seized an opportunity, shot down, grabbed one of the priests by the neck, and roared, "Stop!"

Li Xiaoran: "..."

Xue Nuo: "..."

The young Taoist priests: "..."

"Did you hear me say stop? I have hostages! If you make another move, I'll kill all these little Taoist priests!"

Li Xiaoran tilted her snow-white neck in confusion.

Xue Nuo continued licking her ice cream cone with a grin.

The young Taoist priests nearly burst into tears, pouting and yelling, "Where the hell did you come from, you country bumpkin ghost? You don't even recognize the Eight-Armed Rakshasa and the Explosive Girl? You think they care about hostages?"

The Yin-Yang King stiffened his neck: "I don't believe it! They are military generals! Officials!"

"Even the officials have their own preferences!" The little Taoist priest whose neck was being choked—no, at this moment his hat fell off, revealing a cascade of beautiful hair—was actually a little Taoist nun.

She was already prepared to die, and slapped the Yin-Yang King across the face.

Of course it was useless, but it still stunned the Yin-Yang King.

Before the Yin-Yang King could get angry, the little Taoist nun had already jumped up and started cursing: "Do you know who Li Xiaoran is? Do you know who Xue Nuo is? Do you think they care about hostages and will protect us? Damn it, I wish I could die in your hands. It's better than being accidentally killed by them and causing my own sect and the Ghost Killing Team to fight each other!"

You do it!

Hurry, hurry, strangle me!

Come here, come here! Hurry up and come here!

Yin Yang King: "..."

The young nun's soft neck was being rubbed in his hands. Normally, the Yin-Yang King would enjoy this, but at this moment, the young nun struggled wildly, thrusting her still-developing chest against him, her neck being pinched hard by his hands, giving off a feeling of 'you'd better kill me already'.

The Yin-Yang King was completely dumbfounded. He looked at Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo, and the fear in his heart magnified infinitely.

These two... are extraordinary!

Why haven't his female ghosts arrived yet? He really can't handle these two extraordinary young ladies!

The young nun roared again: "If the suit-wearing thugs were here, we definitely wouldn't have died, but there are only those two great-aunts! Holy crap, why am I telling you this? How would a country bumpkin like you know about suit-wearing thugs?"

"Kill me! Come on, strangle me!"

"Do you think I wouldn't dare?"

Seeing that the hostages were useless, the Yin-Yang King also had murderous intent. He exerted force on his hand, and the little Taoist nun's neck twisted to one side.

He was excited when he saw the blood at the little Taoist nun's mouth, but the sinister smile she gave him made him feel uneasy and numb.

"You really want to die? Fine, I'll grant your wish!"

As the Yin-Yang King slowly exerted force to strangle the little Taoist nun, he kept his eyes on Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo.

He noticed Li Xiaoran approaching and secretly gathered power in one hand. The energy in his palm, yin and yang, converged into a ball, concealing a terrifying power that, if it struck, would be enough to annihilate a fourth-stage technique master.

He was already seriously injured.

This was his last counterattack; as long as he killed Li Xiaoran, he was confident he could escape from Xue Nuo's clutches.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a loud sound came from afar.

The sound was deafening and booming, like a small mountain collapsing or a raging thunderbolt shattering a huge machine.

The Yin-Yang King looked in the direction he had fled from, his face beaming with joy—

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