Chapter 592
His pupils contracted slightly, and after a moment, he said calmly, "That has nothing to do with me, it's all... the hypocrite's own stupidity."
She said helplessly, "Aren't you the same person?"
The madman and the ghosts glanced at her but said nothing.
I wonder what He's up to now?
Just as Wen Xin was about to say something, Xiao Jin's voice came.
"Master, Master, the male lead is hiding in the Star-Picking Tower with Shang Ruru."
Wen Xin: "..."
Fang Xingyan, that dog, is still alive.
However, Fang Xingyan actually managed to escape the perception of ghosts and gods and hide in the Star-Picking Tower. This is truly amazing, a favored creature of the Heavenly Dao.
Her eyes flickered slightly. If she didn't take advantage of the dog now, when would she ever be more cunning than the male lead?
"Shang Heng".
The madman was stunned. "Little bride, what did you call me?"
Wen Xin looked at Him in confusion, "Shang Heng."
Isn't that His name?
His lips curled up, and his brows were full of smiles. All the darkness and evil in his body vanished without a trace. He was clearly ecstatic.
He chuckled softly and gently pinched her little nose. "How dare you!"
Wen Xin: "..."
The girl pouted, "I called you by your name, and you still dare to hit me?"
"Crazy talk about ghosts and gods..." Shang Heng said helplessly, "How could I dare, Madam?"
Wen Xin smiled and shook his hand, "Stop joking around, I have something serious to tell you."
Shang Heng became serious. "Yes, Madam, please speak."
Wen Xin couldn't help but glare at Him before gesturing for Him to look in the direction of the Star-Picking Tower. She didn't use any excuse but simply told Him, "A guest has gone up to the Star-Picking Tower."
Shang Heng's gentle, smiling eyes turned cold for a moment before returning to normal.
He reached out and pulled his young wife into his arms, then in a flash, headed towards the Star-Picking Tower.
He did not doubt her words, nor did he question why her perception was more acute than His, the master of the old house and a deity.
Yes, His little bride is outstanding, amazing, and the most unique in the world. What's wrong with that?
Xiao Jin: "..."
Plain congee with wild vegetables, I'll finish this bowl first as a sign of respect.
...
On the top floor of the Star-Picking Tower, Fang Xingyan and Shang Ruru hid under the carved railing, their faces ashen and looking utterly disheveled.
Especially Shang Ruru, whose right hand was empty, as if it had been sawed off by something, her body was covered in blood, her eyes were bloodshot, and she was nervously biting the fingers of her left hand. She was clearly on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Who could survive a day and night of relentless pursuit and torment by ghosts and monsters without breaking down?
Besides, Shang Ruru wasn't an experienced explorer. For the first eighteen years of her life, she was pampered by her parents and became arrogant and ignorant. She had no ability and a bad temper. She's not crazy yet because Fang Xingyan is supporting her.
She didn't want to die; she wanted to marry Fang Xingyan and become the most dazzling woman in the upper class again!
Fang Xingyan, standing to the side, held a golden protective item in his hand, staring gloomily in the direction of the garden, completely ignoring Shang Ruru beside him.
He brought her along, just in case he needed someone to act as bait to lure ghosts.
Besides, Shang Ruru is Shang Xin's older sister.
Even if she's disappointed in the merchant, she probably wouldn't actually watch Shang Ruru die, right?
Fang Xingyan was momentarily dazed. Perhaps he had been certain he understood Shang Xin well before, but thinking back to yesterday…
Fang Xingyan stared intently at the couple in the garden, who were holding hands and leaning on each other intimately.
At a glance, he recognized the woman as Shang Xin, and the man beside her...
The ancestor of their four great families was the most terrifying and mysterious being in the world, and also the only deity—the Human Emperor Shang Heng!
He did indeed awaken.
But how is that possible?
Their records state that He would fall into a deep sleep for these three days, during which only a portion of His evil power would escape.
But isn't His evil power only capable of killing?
But look at the man accompanying the girl in the garden, he hardly looks like a murderous devil.
He just seems like a gentle husband who accompanies his family.
Wife? Husband?
Fang Xingyan gritted his teeth, his mouth filled with the taste of blood, as the ugly monster of jealousy roared incessantly.
Unfortunately, he didn't even dare to make a sound.
If it weren't for the fact that he possessed a god-level artifact that could create a safe alternate dimension, isolating him from all detection, Fang Xingyan wouldn't have dared to stare directly at the ghost.
It could glimpse the most advanced eerie existence. Fang Xingyan's head felt like it was being drilled, and the excruciating pain caused his ears and eyes to bleed.
Of course, if his sea of consciousness hadn't been modified by the Heavenly Dao, it wouldn't just be his ears and eyes bleeding; his head would have exploded into a bloody mess.
Even so, he still refused to look away.
Fang Xingyan couldn't understand why that terrifying god would make an ordinary human woman His wife? And Shang Xin no less?
Over the past thousands of years, how many brides have the four great families sent in? Why did He not choose one but Shang Xin?
What's so special about Shang Xin...?
Fang Xingyan's breath hitched slightly. Yes, she was indeed very special. She was the only one of the four major families whose bloodline was chosen by the old mansion, even though she was not the daughter of a merchant.
Fang Xingyan stared intently at the pretty young girl nestled beside the tall, handsome man.
Her eyes were like water, her smile sweet; anyone could see that she genuinely relied on and cherished her new husband…
For a moment, he wanted to rush out and snatch the girl away, to question her about why she could change her mind in just one month, and where she had put him.
Seeing her smiling radiantly in another man's arms, Fang Xingyan realized that his feelings for her were far deeper than he had imagined.
But Fang Xingyan was ultimately rational; he valued his own life more.
However, he was somewhat annoyed that he could see the heartbreaking scenes in the garden so clearly from such a distance.
Shang Xin...why?
You used to only smile so sweetly at me.
Fang Xingyan's fingernails dug into his flesh, and suddenly his whole body tensed up and stiffened. Where were they?
"So it was it that chose this person."
The man's deep, calm voice made Fang Xingyan's scalp tingle; fear, like a dark, surging sea, instantly overwhelmed him.
He, He has come...
He was discovered?
How could that be?
"ah!"
Shang Ruru broke down even before Fang Xingyan, letting out a piercing scream.
It wasn't just because of the appearance of the ghosts and Wen Xin, but also because of the extremely twisted and terrifying ghostly figures behind them, bloody and ready to pounce and tear her apart at any moment.
The price of looking directly at ghosts and gods... Shang Ruru stared in horror with bloodshot eyes, biting her remaining hand until it bled profusely, but she seemed unaware that she had probably gone completely insane.
A hint of impatience flashed in the eyes of the "ghost god," and Shang Ruru's mouth was instantly sealed shut. She could only futilely grab her mouth and throat, unable to utter a sound.
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