The young man unleashed a talisman and placed it on Aruo's forehead, instantly immobilizing her.
Its fox-like eyes were upturned, revealing a fierce glint.
Qi Lan slowly backed away, grabbed Qian Bolun's arm, and dragged him to the back without caring whether his head would hit the corner of the table or what kind of impact his body would suffer.
"I'm going to save Qian Bolun." Wu Yue said this, then ducked out of Yan Chiyu's arms and rushed towards Qi Lan.
Qi Lan, emboldened, revealed a hint of coldness on her wrinkled face: "If you get close to me, what will happen to your brother and your friends? Have you thought about their fate?"
Wu Yue hesitated for a few moments. Yan Chiyu strode over and said indifferently, "Those people have nothing to do with me. If I touch you, I won't hold back."
Qi Lan knew long ago that the fair-skinned and handsome young man in front of her was no ordinary person, but saying this now inevitably sounded like she was showing off and pretending not to care.
She looked like she knew Yan Chiyu all along, and said, "Go ahead and try if you dare."
Qi Lan touched a mechanism on the wall, and soon a liquid crystal screen descended from the top of the wall. The screen was divided into four parts, projecting the images of the three guests of the manor.
It was Song Wenzhi, Que Guanghuai, and Zhou Yunwei who were resting in the room.
Although their eyes were closed, they wandered around the room like ghosts. Several white dots were faintly visible darting around on the screen.
Wu Yue took out Cuihua from her pocket and threw her on the ground. Tie Zhu, hearing the sound, also jumped out of Yan Chiyu's pocket. The two paper figures silently rushed out of the room with lightning speed, skimming along the ground.
Along the way, Cuihua hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to use her Invisible Kick to kick her master's friend.
"You think I care?"
The young man glanced down at Qi Lan, a faintly golden talisman held between his sharply defined fingers. Under his control, the talisman shot to Qian Bolun's forehead, and in an instant, the unconscious Qian Bolun was burned to ashes by a beam of blue ghostly fire.
Qi Lan opened her hand, and her empty palm clearly told her that Qian Bolun had really been burned to ashes by this boy's talisman... no, not a single bit of ashes remained.
Qi Lan stared wide-eyed at Yan Chiyu, and after a long while, she managed to squeeze out two words through gritted teeth, her anger turning into a bitter laugh: "Very good!"
This... is too sudden.
The viewers in the live stream were all stunned in front of their screens.
[Is the wheel really dead?]
[I don't believe it, boohoo, Yanmei isn't that kind of cold-blooded and heartless person!!!]
He always has been, you just haven't noticed. *shrug*
Wu Yue looked stunned, her small hand trembling. She stared blankly at the spot where Qian Bolun had turned to ashes, her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.
She instinctively moved aside, creating distance between them. She clearly couldn't believe it; she couldn't believe that Yan Chiyu could be so cold-blooded and ruthless, using such decisive and merciless methods.
The boy casually grabbed Aruo by the tail he was holding, and gave Qi Lan a slightly mocking smile. "Is that picture hanging in the corridor your deceased husband? But it doesn't seem to be Qian Bolun's maternal grandfather."
The iron pillars rushing down the corridor are occasionally drawn to the handsome men in the picture frames on both sides of the corridor. Although the man looks a bit old, he is still dashing and handsome.
He was running when suddenly a weight fell on his back.
Tie Zhu: "?!" What the heck?
The young man raised his eyes, and words tinged with languid elegance spilled from his mouth: "The Mingshan Sacrifice Formation is incomplete. I can tell you clearly that even if you activate the formation, you cannot revive him—doing so will only make his life in the underworld even more difficult."
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