The shouts and cries roused everyone in the palace to run out of their houses and gather in the most open garden, in case the earthquake shook the houses and buried them!
Jialuo Xuanqing had already transformed into his original form, using his large wings to wrap around Jiang Yihe, Jiang Yinuo, Jialuo Manlingxi, and the giant panda cub.
Jialuoying stood protectively beside him, watching the surroundings warily. It seemed that if there was any danger, she would transform into her original form, grab the four cubs, and run away, determined not to let the four cubs get hurt in any way!
Yuan Yigun, carrying a basin of milk in his left hand and a steamed bun in his right, rushed over like the wind, reassuring everyone, "There can't be an earthquake, there can't be an earthquake. The place I chose has been surveyed and is a seismic-free zone. It's impossible for an earthquake to occur. Don't spread alarmist rumors or talk nonsense, and don't question the professionalism of my Yuan family's infrastructure maniacs!"
Everyone: "!!!!"
Who questioned him? Who questioned him?
The ground shook just now, and the house was shaking. What else could it be but an earthquake? Or was it them farting?
Everyone was full of questions: "An earthquake couldn't have happened, so why is the ground still shaking?"
"Yes, yes, it's not an earthquake. What does it mean that the ground is shaking? Little Rolly, you can't be too confident, or you'll be proven wrong very quickly."
"Exactly, exactly. It's true that you're the eldest son and grandson of the infrastructure maniac family, and we also believe in your expertise. But facts speak louder than words. I'm asking you, you said the city you built wasn't in an earthquake zone, what do you mean by that now?"
Yuan Yi felt the ground shaking and paused for a moment: "I don't know what's going on either!"
Just as everyone was about to say, "Look, you don't know what happened, so you can't deny it was an earthquake," someone spoke up: "Look, look! Isn't that Marshal Agares's aircraft? He's gone out! He's gone out! What's he doing out there?"
Everyone looked up at the sky in the direction of the sound and saw that Marshal Agares's aircraft had already passed over the palace and disappeared into the distance.
Everyone looked at each other, wondering why he went out during the earthquake.
Two-year-old Jiang Yihe looked up at the sky. With a face that looked just like Jiang Si, her little face was tense and cold, just like Agares: "The powerful pressure, the smell of blood, the murderous aura, it's my father coming back!"
The little girl's voice was neither soft nor loud. Everyone present was strong and remained silent, making her voice stand out.
The eyes of more than 30 people immediately turned to her: "Honey, your dad is back. He just went out in his flying vehicle."
"Yes, yes, baby, your dad just flew out, he's back now. Do you miss him? It's okay, it's okay. When he comes back, we'll send you over."
"Baby, don't be afraid. There are so many grandpas and grandmas here. They will definitely not let you get hurt. Let's be good and wait for Daddy here!"
"It's not him, it's Dad!" Jiang Yihe stepped out from under Jialuo Xuanqing's large wings, raised her little face and looked up at the sky. "I'm talking about Dad, not Father. The thick smell of blood and malevolence covers the earth and sky, can't you smell it?"
Everyone: "!!!!"
They sniffed hard and found a faint smell, but it wasn't very noticeable; you couldn't smell it unless you sniffed really hard. They didn't know why their little baby would find the smell of blood so strong and menacing!
Hu Xian moved her hand slightly, then immediately closed it again: "Someone has returned!"
Fu Huan, who had her hand behind her back, twitched slightly: "It's him who's back!"
Everyone's eyes darted around, finally landing on Fu Huan, and they asked curiously, "Who is it?"
Fu Huan twirled her finger slightly, pointing at Jiang Yihe: "Her father!"
Everyone: "???"
Her dad, what the hell?
She only has one father, so how come there's another one?
Is this an insult to Marshal Agares, or a slap in the face to their daughter?
The earth shook and cracked.
People in the city can feel it, but it's not that obvious yet.
Those standing nearby could feel it, especially the tens of thousands of mutated beasts not far away. The powerful stench of blood and the oppressive aura of ferocity made them tuck their tails between their legs, tremble all over, and their pupils bulge as they scrambled to run away.
Hundreds of thousands of mutated beasts ran wildly without any rules, trampling and killing countless animals. Their cries, roars, and tearing sounds echoed deafeningly, startling birds into flight.
Quanjian Azhi and the other companion spirits and trees were extremely grateful that they had been shielded by Yanliu's mental power, and were also grateful that they had reinforced the mental power shield themselves.
The earthquakes and cracks weren't the main problem; the main problem was the overwhelming stench of blood and the intense violence. These things felt like needles, pricking your skin and causing pain, real pain.
Quanjian asked Yanliu, "Jiangjiang didn't go out to play; she was buried in the ground. What's the principle behind her being buried in the ground?"
A-Zhi and the companion spirit tree were also curious, their eyes fixed intently on Yan Liu.
Yanliu glanced at Quanjian and said, "I've never heard the proverb, 'Plant one of you in spring, and you'll have countless others in autumn.' Jiangjiang is so amazing, so naturally we should plant more of her."
Quanjian's lips twitched, and he pointed at himself, clearly unhappy: "Do you think I'm just a big fool?"
Yan Liu nodded seriously and asked in return, "Are you a complete idiot? How come you can't even handle the affairs of the deep sea and are always crying out for Fu Huan?"
Quanjian: "!!!!"
Damn it, that bastard! She only asked him to handle a few government affairs for her, and he went around publicizing it and ruining her reputation.
Damn it, this is intolerable! She'll go after this is over and beat him to a pulp. Let him be so cocky and talk so much.
A large crack appeared in the ground in front of Shu Xubai, revealing a green willow coffin hundreds of meters below. He tilted his head, and the little black skeletal bat that had been perched on his shoulder flew down.
In the blink of an eye, the little black bat flapped its wings and, with the emerald green willow coffin in its mouth, lifted it up from a hundred meters below.
Quanjian: "!!!!"
What a cool pet!
It has no skin, no flesh, and its wings are all bones, yet it can still carry a coffin.
It was obvious that Jiang Jiang was lying in the coffin.
It must weigh at least three to five hundred pounds to lift it up in one go.
Sure enough, when you become good friends with Jiang Jiang, you feel inferior because you have no status or ability.
The coffin landed, the shaking of the earth stopped, and the little black bat returned to Shu Xubai's shoulder.
Shu Xu placed his white hand on the coffin, and red flames shot out, scorching the coffin.
Quanjian shuddered as he looked at the red flames.
A-Zhi shivered and felt a chill: "Your Majesty, why are you shivering?"
Quanjian glanced at Yanliu and replied to Azhi, "Aren't you worried that Jiangjiang will be burned to ashes?"
A-Zhi smiled brightly at her: "Don't worry, our master, Jiang Si, will live for thousands of generations. She will not die, nor will she be burned to ashes."
Quanjian chuckled: "You guys are pretty blindly confident!"
Ah Zhi's smile grew even brighter: "It's not blind confidence, it's just unwavering belief."
"I don't believe anyone can live for thousands of generations..."
"Shut up, you two!" Yan Liu coldly reminded them, "He's not happy. If you two disturb him, he might kill you. I can't protect you."
Quanjian: "!!!!"
Wow, that's so cool! He even dared to kill her, the queen.
To avoid death, and for the sake of the survival and prosperity of her race, she kept quiet.
A-Zhi: "!!!!"
Shut up, shut up, shut up! Don't upset your master's friends!
Red flames burned on the willow coffin, shooting high into the sky.
In an instant, the flames went out, leaving only the bottom of a coffin, where Jiang Si, dressed in a red dress, with her long hair cascading down like cloth, lay with her hands folded over her lower abdomen.
Her face was rosy, as if she were asleep.
Agares jumped off the aircraft and landed to the side, where he saw her. Her face was lifelike and as white as jade. He looked at her. He was clearly her husband, but he dared not move, dared not touch her, dared not call her name. He knew that he was not the one who could awaken her.
Shu Xu lifted his white robe and squatted down. The aura emanating from his body did not weaken; on the contrary, it became more restless and powerful.
Shu Xubai grabbed her wrist, placed two fingers on it, and after a moment, released her hand. His hand landed on her face, slapping it as he spoke coldly and sarcastically: "Purifying the Earth, allowing life on Earth to evolve, while exhausting your own spiritual energy, you are truly as great as ever."
His hand didn't seem to be using much force, but it still made a loud slapping sound when it hit the face.
Yanliu stood by with her arms crossed, watching. Only this old, immortal vampire could slap his master in the face like that.
What could she do but watch? This old, immortal vampire was too dangerous. It wasn't that she couldn't defeat him; it would require mutual destruction to kill him. There was no need for that, absolutely no need.
Shu Xubai's hand, which had been patting Jiang Si's face, stopped and moved to her neck, gripping it as if he were about to strangle her in her sleep.
Agares felt tense and powerless, but he didn't move. He dared not move, not even a little bit, as if Shu Xubai's hand was not gripping Jiang Si's neck but his own, trying to strangle him, to chop him to pieces, to make him never see Jiang Si again.
Shu Xubai held Jiang Si's neck for about 30 seconds, then released her, ripped off his clothes, revealing his snow-white and muscular chest, and used his other hand as a blade to cut open his own chest.
Seeing this, Quanjian's heart skipped a beat. He grabbed Yanliu's arm and asked in a low voice, "What is he doing? Why did he suddenly cut open his own chest? This...this..."
Does it have to be this yandere? Does it have to be this yandere?
Damn, you're insane! How could you be so cruel to yourself?
Yan Liu's arms, which were crossed over her chest, were pulled down: "Let me reintroduce you. The person in front of you is Vampire, the most distinguished one of his generation!"
"More than 3,000 years ago, the Earth was infected and zombies roamed the world into the apocalypse. He was the one who created that zombie. In addition to being the first generation of Vampire, he was also the first generation of Zombie King."
"All the zombies on Earth are under his control. They all have to call him Emperor. They will automatically kneel down when they see him. In fact, if he releases even a little bit of the aura of zombies, they will retreat ten miles!"
As Quan Jian watched Shu Xubai draw out his heart's blood, the sight was both bloody and shocking, causing her to stammer, "Whether he's a Vampire or a Zombie King, what does it have to do with him opening his chest?"
Yan Liu reached out and flicked her forehead: "Vampires suck blood, and similarly, if they want, their blood is a holy medicine!"
Quan Jian instantly understood that the dangerous person in front of him was treating Jiang Jiang.
So here's the question: this is Vampire Generation 1, the first generation of zombies, and what kind of species is Jiang Jiang? Why is it buried in the ground and doesn't decompose, looking lifelike as if it's in a deep sleep?
Blood gushed from the ruptured chest, and Shu Xubai placed the ginger shreds in his bleeding mouth.
The gushing blood seemed to stop flowing back as soon as she touched it, and all of it returned and flowed into her body through her hand. The scene was shocking and bizarre, much like feeding a demon, a ghost, or a person with one's own body.
As the heart's blood entered, Jiang Si's complexion became increasingly rosy, while Shu Xubai's complexion became increasingly pale, as if he had been dead for thousands of years.
His lips were tightly pressed together, and his bloodshot eyes stared unblinkingly at Jiang Si, his aura suggesting that anyone who came near him would die, and anyone who touched him would perish.
After a long minute, Shu Xubai put down Jiang Si's hand, used his hand as a blade, and cut a piece of bloody flesh from his own heart.
Quanjian covered his mouth to keep from exclaiming, "My darling, my darling!"
Damn it, he's too cruel. He bleeds out his own heart blood, and he even cuts out his own flesh.
This person is ruthless, absolutely ruthless.
A ruthless person, an absolutely ruthless person!
Shu Xubai held his beloved child in one hand and pinched Jiang Si's mouth with the other, forcing her mouth open.
He opened her mouth and placed that piece of his beloved flesh inside.
Without a sound, not even a heartbeat, the ginger heart was in her mouth. Her throat moved as if she was swallowing, yes, she was swallowing.
After she swallowed it, Shu Xubai cut out another piece with his other hand.
He only had a small amount of his beloved child, so he cut two small pieces and put them into Jiang Si's mouth.
The blood stained her lips, making her face suddenly more beautiful and alluring.
Shu Xubai knelt on the ground, his bare chest, the gaping wound oozing blood.
He seemed oblivious to the pain, staring intently at Jiang Si, letting the blood from his chest drip onto the back of her hand.
He now looks like a devout believer, waiting for his god to awaken. Even though his eyes are full of hostility, impatience, and eagerness, he is still waiting, standing straight and waiting without blinking.
Those blood-red eyes looked as if they could drip blood with the slightest touch, appearing extremely eerie, sinister, dangerous, and frightening.
Time seemed to stand still, even the breathing around them became shallow. Everyone was waiting, everyone was watching, watching Jiang Si, watching Shu Xubai.
I don't know how much time passed, but the wind picked up and blew up Shu Xubai's long hair that fell down her back.
He slowly bent down, stretched out his long arms, and embraced the still-sleeping Jiang Si. He whispered in her ear, like a noble swan lowering its head, like a cold god falling into the dust. His voice was hoarse and pleading: "You stinking zombie, I beg you, please wake up quickly. Little Phoenix doesn't have time. Please, wake up quickly!"
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