"Hehehe..." The silver-haired woman laughed strangely, as if seeing the beautiful woman in such a sorry state made her feel extremely pleased.
Perhaps it's true what they say: Why are you so untouched by the world? Why are you so clean and pure? Don't sit on a high platform; you'll fall down and into the dust!
While the two women were passionately interacting, Fang Xiu did not watch the spectacle, but instead continued to kill the demonic slaves that surged up from all around.
He quickly killed more than a dozen demon slaves, but only advanced a few meters.
The situation was extremely critical. The green candlelight emitted by the bronze candlestick was like a giant glass dome, enveloping Fang Xiu and the others. They moved forward under the glass dome, but due to Shen Lingxue's collapse, the speed of the Ghost Slave was greatly reduced.
As a result, more and more demonic slaves surrounded them, and they were completely encircled.
Zhao Hao's health was almost depleted, and he could barely stand, relying entirely on Liu Shuai for support.
Fang Xiu calmly observed all of this, knowing very well that his team was nearing its limit.
Shen Lingxue was shoved into the ground, and Zhao Hao and Liu Shuai lost too much blood.
After killing more than a dozen strange creatures, his spirituality had been halved.
Fang Xiu can no longer easily use his spirituality, because he needs to save it to activate his Blood Eye.
His previous plan was to have Zhao Hao and the others use the bronze candlesticks and Shen Lingxue's flame attacks to clear a path so that he could successfully approach the silver-haired woman, and then use his Blood Eye to carry out the decapitation plan.
However, they were still dozens of meters away from the silver-haired woman, a distance from which it was impossible to activate Blood Eye.
Bloodshot eyes are a spiritual impact, but if the distance is too far, the spiritual energy cannot travel that far at all.
It may sound a bit useless, but the power of Blood Eyes is undeniable.
Blood Eyes is a product of Lin Ziyang's mutation and evolution, and has already crossed the second-order category.
Therefore, as long as he gets close, the Blood Eyes can definitely harm the silver-haired woman.
Then, Fang Xiu could take advantage of the moment when she was briefly unconscious to finish her off with a single blow.
With the power of pain, even a second-tier spirit master can be killed in one strike.
After killing the silver-haired woman, he could then focus on enjoying the thrill of torturing the hairy monster.
Unfortunately, plans can never keep up with changes.
In fact, the balance of power began to tip from the moment the mastermind behind the scenes appeared.
At first, everyone thought the mastermind was a ghost, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a combination of a ghost and a spirit master.
The two combined are more than the sum of their parts.
Just as Fang Xiu was considering whether to choose to rewind and start over, or to use his trump card, the scalpel, now and take a gamble, a confident, sunny, and magnetic voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Brother Hugh, please move aside."
Fang Xiu frowned slightly. He hadn't expected there to be a stranger behind him. When did this happen?
He turned around and saw a man who was 1.85 meters tall, with delicate and three-dimensional features, fair skin, slicked-back hair, and a model-like figure, smiling as he looked at the surrounding demon slaves.
The man's smile was faint, but it was full of confidence and positivity.
It was just a faint smile, yet it seemed to dispel the gloom and terror around them, possessing a convincing power.
He's definitely a sunny and cheerful young man.
It's often said that the ultimate hairstyle is the slicked-back style, and that's true. The slicked-back style is extremely difficult to pull off. On a handsome person, it can enhance their charm, but on an unattractive person, it will only make them look worse.
The man in front of me is the former. His slicked-back hair doesn't look greasy at all; on the contrary, it exudes elegance.
Looking at the sunny and cheerful young man in front of him, Fang Xiu's eyes flashed with doubt.
This person looks so handsome and dashing, just like Zhao Hao, a perfect version of Zhao Hao.
And he just called out to Hugh.
Fang Xiu suddenly thought of Zhao Hao's ability: every day after 11 o'clock, he would grow taller, more handsome, and more muscular, with a slight improvement in physical fitness, but mainly enhanced sexual ability.
This made him involuntarily look down at the sunny and cheerful boy's groin, and he found that it was indeed bulging, much larger than Zhao Hao's had been.
With just one glance, Fang Xiu was able to determine that the person in front of him was Zhao Hao.
The main reason is that Zhao Hao's surname ability is so eye-catching that people subconsciously overlook his prefix. Now that they see Zhao Hao's transformation, they realize that this kid really didn't lie and is truly good material for being a gigolo.
His ability shouldn't be called a "surname ability," it should be called "Duck King Transformation."
"Sun?"
The sunny and cheerful young man smiled charmingly: "It's me."
Hugh, I know you're surprised right now, but please don't be too surprised yet, because something even more surprising is coming.
As Zhao Hao spoke, he casually handed the bronze candlestick to Liu Shuai.
Then, he walked past Fang Xiu with steady steps, hands in his pockets, and an arrogant expression, heading alone towards the demon slaves.
Despite being surrounded, he walked out as if he were the one who had surrounded all the demonic slaves.
Soon, Zhao Hao stepped out of the area protected by the candlelight. When the group of ghost slaves saw him come out, they rushed towards him like sharks smelling blood.
At this moment, Zhao Hao finally took his hands out of his pockets, crossed them, and cracked his knuckles.
Facing the onrushing demonic slaves, he smiled arrogantly: "Midnight has arrived."
Before the words were even finished, whoosh!
Zhao Hao's figure vanished from the spot like a ghost, and he charged into the horde of demonic slaves like a tiger descending a mountain.
With a sudden outstretched hand, Zhao Hao instantly grabbed the demon slaves on both sides with his iron-like arms, sweeping them away like autumn leaves in the wind. With just one charge, Zhao Hao knocked down more than twenty demon slaves.
It should be noted that the strength of each of these demon slaves far exceeds that of ordinary people, and the hairs that make up their bodies are comparable to steel wires. Under such strength, unless one is a spirit master with enhancement abilities, it is difficult for others to achieve this level.
But Zhao Hao actually did it.
This collision allowed him to successfully reach the center of the horde of demonic slaves. Here, he was like a large tank, rampaging and crashing about at will.
With a single punch, a bizarre head was instantly blasted apart, turning into countless strands of black hair that fluttered in the wind.
With a kick, several strange creatures flew backward, crashing into a group like bowling pins.
Zhao Hao's current combat power is simply off the charts!
At this moment, Fang Xiu recalled the phone call Zhao Hao had made to him when he first awakened his abilities.
"My ability is that I become handsome after 11 o'clock, and my physical fitness improves, making me all muscular. But the improvement in physical fitness is just a side effect. My strongest ability is my sexual prowess! I'm an unyielding man, capable of hanging a hundred-pound weight!"
So, this is just a side benefit of physical fitness?
Even if a man is very fond of the color yellow, if he awakens this ability, he will definitely consider the sexual ability as a side effect, right?
This is a very skewed perception of one's own abilities.
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