Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud bang, followed by a shooting star that traced a graceful arc across the sky before crashing to the ground like a falling meteor, kicking up clouds of dust.
"Um... don't tell me that was Feng Qitong just now?" Lu Shan hesitated for a moment before looking at the center of the dust. When he squinted and saw the person inside clearly, he was slightly surprised.
Inside the pit was the very Phoenix Perching Tree he had mentioned.
Goodness, is this little baby really that strong?
Lu Shan was genuinely surprised.
He did get a solid slap, but his cultivation level was only at the Profound Spirit Realm. In the end, he was still at the very bottom of this dog-eat-dog world.
But Feng Qitong is different. She is a Saint King level expert, a true peak-level being. Such a powerful being couldn't even withstand a single move and was instantly killed. Just how much power must be contained within that seemingly cute little baby's body?
It's astonishing to think about.
Previously, Feng Qitong and Zhang Heng fought to a standstill, either evenly matched or of similar skill. Now, it seems that this little baby's strength is far superior to Zhou Tong's.
This provides an extra layer of protection.
Before Jiang Jinyu could even feel sorry for Feng Qitong, who was flying backward, the little baby waved his little fists in a childish voice, a hint of arrogance appearing on his baby face, "Back when I beat up the Third Prince at the gate of the East Sea, the Dragon King didn't even dare to fart. What kind of shrimp soldier or crab general are you that you dare to offend me?"
"Aww, so cute!"
Her adorable yet fierce appearance completely captivated Jiang Jinyu and Zhang Ling'er, causing them to forget everything else. They pinched her delicate little face, feeling a smooth sensation in their palms, like a lotus just emerging from the water.
"Hmph."
Hearing the stunningly beautiful woman's praise, Nezha's face blossomed with joy; he couldn't be happier.
Feng Qitong was fine, and Nezha knew his limits when he fought, so although he looked like he was using a lot of force, he didn't actually break any bones.
He lay in the pit for a while and gradually came to his senses. As the smoke cleared, he waited for a long time before Jiang Jinyu, with a look of heartache on her face, helped him up.
So he got up on his own, only to find the girl who should have come to take care of him still surrounding the little baby. His face immediately contorted with anger, and he clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the ground.
In an instant, the empty space where the fist landed was crisscrossed with cracks like a spider web.
That punch was truly terrifying.
"Hey, you know, these days, aren't there a good market for cute little guys?" Lu Shan said with a face full of envy upon seeing this.
Because his little darling was also circling around that little baby.
These words, spoken by the two who had both traveled through time, might only be understood by the two who had come from the same timeline.
The terms "little puppy" and "market" only existed in that era.
Zhou Mu thought about it seriously for a moment, and finally nodded sincerely, saying, "No matter which world you're in, beautiful women and handsome men are always precious resources."
"well!"
After saying that, both of them let out a long sigh, their eyes revealing a hint of envy and jealousy.
Zhou Mu never expected that he would summon such a devastating Nezha for himself.
However, at this moment there is some protection, after all, Nezha's power is perhaps much greater than those who came out before.
Has Han Fei returned?
Zhou Mu asked.
Lu Shan shook his head and sighed, "We can't get in touch with them anymore. I feel like there's some unseen hand controlling everything. Alas, perhaps we're now just fish on a chopping board."
"With me here, what are you afraid of?" Zhou Mu stood up, dusted off non-existent dirt from his clothes, and strode out.
Lu Shan believed this.
After all, they were both transmigrators, but Zhou Mu's cheat ability was much better than his.
This system alone allows for unlimited survival and unlimited reckless actions. In this world, it's like having an invisible big shot protecting you—something many people would envy.
night
A unique stillness.
The wind howled past, carrying fallen leaves that fluttered to the ground with a rustling sound.
Amidst the raging wind and rain, howling and howling, it seemed as if a monster was rampaging through the darkness.
It was still a scene of impending storm, but this time, the group did not gather together.
Even if someone has unwavering faith in the strength of the Heavenly Pavilion, a person who loves their daughter dearly would never allow their precious darling to be placed in danger.
In the end, Zhang Ling'er was forced to leave the Sword God Palace through a combination of coercion and threats.
Zhang Tianjian exuded a strange confidence, believing that the existence of the Sword God Palace could effectively deter those evil spirits and monsters.
The saying goes, "Even a mighty dragon can't suppress a local snake." No matter how powerful he is in the outside world, within the desolate Heaven Domain, Zhang Tianjian's word still carries weight.
Moreover, he has been building up the Sword God Palace for many years, and its foundation is extremely strong. Even if a Saint King level expert were to make a move, it would still suffer serious damage.
Zhang Ling'er's departure was undoubtedly a huge blow to Lu Shan, so much so that he has been depressed ever since. Before the sky had even darkened, he had already fallen asleep on his bed.
Zhou Mu spent a sleepless night.
The weather outside wasn't good; it was windy and rainy, and the howling sound, which usually seemed refreshing and pleasant, made him feel incredibly irritated.
After taking a few more sips of cold tea, the heat in my heart finally subsided a bit.
Bang
A loud bang.
The window lintel was suddenly blown open, and the wooden stick supporting it broke.
Helpless, Zhou Mu slowly walked over, bent down to pick up the wooden stick, and seeing that it was completely unusable, he turned around and took out a brand new one from the wooden table drawer.
Just as I was about to put it up, a ghost face suddenly appeared in front of the window frame.
The ghostly, dark face collided head-on with Zhou Mu, whose hand froze in mid-air, creating a slightly awkward atmosphere.
"Awoo!"
The ghost face tentatively called out, pretending to shout in a ghostly voice.
Zhou Mu was stunned for a moment, then slapped him across the face. With a crisp bang, the masked man fell heavily to the ground, his mask shattering, revealing himself to be Lu Shan.
Lu Shan covered his face, looking aggrieved, and said, "You really hit me hard."
"I'm not saying anything, but what are you doing here in the middle of the night, playing tricks on me?" Zhou Mu helplessly climbed over the window lintel and helped Lu Shan up from the ground. The latter got angry, forcefully shaking off Zhou Mu's arm, snorting, and stood up on his own. "You've been slapped twice, what are you going to do about it?"
"I……"
Zhou Mu realized that Lu Shan had come seeking revenge. This guy still remembered being slapped by Nezha earlier. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Zhang Ling'er's safety is in my hands."
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