Chapter 128
The spirit cat that they had abandoned and almost killed turned out to be the real treasure. No wonder Qingcang Immortal Lord, Hengrui Immortal Lord, and Fanghua all lost their minds and broke their principles for each other.
He, who had previously found the three unreasonable, now felt resentment towards them. Why were they so slow to act? And what was with this gentlemanly challenge? They should have just gone and killed Immortal Lord Yuqing directly. How could they let Rong Rong be in danger?
They clearly knew how precious Rong Rong was! Anyone who coveted Rong Rong deserved to die! How could they let him stay overnight?
After the initial resentment came deep regret. He regretted giving the kitten away so easily; otherwise, he would have been the one to raise the kitten.
There was no one else present at the moment, otherwise they would probably be frightened by the appearance of Immortal Lord Mu Huai.
It was only because Immortal Lord Mu Huai's eyes were faintly red, as if he had an obsession, that his awe-inspiring immortal aura had faded somewhat, and he even exuded a hint of demonic evil.
However, this feeling quickly disappeared. Immortal Lord Mu Huai got up and stepped into the black mist. He no longer trusted Immortal Lord Qing Cang and the others. He wanted to rescue Rong Rong himself.
Rong Rong felt dizzy and almost fell into darkness. When she regained her senses, she found herself sitting on an intricately carved rosewood bed, with a luxurious and spacious ancient woman's boudoir in front of her.
Before Rongrong could even see the furnishings inside, someone pushed the door open and entered.
Leading the group was none other than Demon Lord Ao Tian, followed by four men who appeared to be both guards and servants, and a woman who was clearly a maid.
What's even stranger is that Rong Rong clearly doesn't know them, yet they all look at her with mixed emotions, their faces showing struggle and pain, as if they are resisting something.
At first glance, it looks like a puppet whose mind and body are separated, possessing its own thoughts but whose body is controlled and manipulated by others.
The scene was somewhat frightening, and Rong Rong subconsciously stepped back, but she still looked at the five people seriously.
She soon noticed something was wrong. One of the five people was much calmer. His expression was indifferent, and his eyes only showed a ripple when he looked at her. Otherwise, he was aloof and cold.
This person felt very familiar to Rong Rong, and she couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.
However, before Rong Rong could come up with anything, Demon Lord Ao Tian blocked her view.
His blood-red eyes were cruel and bloodthirsty, his exquisitely beautiful face was cold and androgynous, and he wore a black brocade robe embroidered with mysterious dark red patterns, with a gold belt around his waist that accentuated his exceptionally slender waist.
With broad shoulders and long legs, he appears somewhat refined and elegant at first glance, but upon closer inspection, he exudes a sinister and wild nature, clearly a capricious and unfathomable person.
Yet, this unpredictable person now looked at Rong Rong with a hint of jealousy on his face.
Ao Tian stepped forward and held Rong Rong's shoulders, his eyes fixed on her as if he wanted to imprint her deep in his heart. He was so domineering that he wouldn't allow Rong Rong to look at anyone else.
Only when he felt that his image had completely filled Rong Rong's entire pupils did he slightly curl his thin lips and softly call out, "Madam."
Ao Tian lowered his head, buried his face in Rong Rong's neck, and sniffed carefully. In an instant, a murderous aura rose up, all of which came from the five people who stood obediently and motionless behind Ao Tian.
Rong Rong turned her head slightly and saw that, apart from the one she recognized, the other four were staring at the back of Ao Tian's head with murderous eyes, their faces becoming even more distorted and ferocious.
The person she recognized also reacted; his gaze was icy and piercing, as if he were looking at a dead man when he looked at Ao Tian.
Even the intense killing intent in the room mostly came from this person; the terrifying pressure he released was almost tangible.
Where no one could see, Ao Tian curled his lips into a deep smile. He took a deep breath and immediately became intoxicated by Rong Rong's delicate fragrance.
As if under the influence of a bewitching incense, Ao Tian's mind became dull, and he was completely dazed. He followed his instincts and leaned in to kiss the skin near his mouth.
Unfortunately, a sharp pain instantly swept through his body, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide and distanced himself from Rong Rong.
Rong Rong was holding a dagger that gleamed with a cold light in her hand, half of which was stuck in his chest near his heart, while the other half was sticking out of his body.
That was one of the magical artifacts that Immortal Lord Qingcang gave to Rongrong. It was an offensive magical artifact, which was not only indestructible and could break through the immortal lord's body, but also contained the immortal spiritual power that Immortal Lord Qingcang had infused into it beforehand.
In other words, when Rong Rong used this magical artifact to strike the enemy, it was equivalent to Qingcang Immortal Lord personally striking the enemy.
At this moment, Demon Lord Ao Tian was as if he had been stabbed in the heart by Immortal Lord Qing Cang, and the result was predictable.
Ao Tian stared in disbelief at his chest, then coughed up a mouthful of blood. At the same time, Rong Rong pushed the dagger in her hand all the way into Ao Tian's chest.
Ao Tian shuddered violently and staggered backward. He slowly raised his head and looked at Rong Rong. His mouth, chin, and chest were covered in blood, and he looked extremely disheveled.
"You can move freely? Uncontrolled?" he asked urgently, then chuckled softly, "Interesting! Interesting!"
He could have killed the man with a slap and avenged himself on the spot, but he didn't!
It's not that I can't, it's that I'm reluctant to!
He should also be filled with hatred for the woman in front of him. He had given up his long-cherished wish to conquer the immortal realm for her sake, and when he was overjoyed and thought he was about to find happiness, she gave him the most painful blow.
But he still felt no hatred!
On the contrary, his smile grew wider and wider, wild and unrestrained, his eyes filled with a frenzied excitement, a love for the woman before him that was even more intense, deeper, and more obsessive.
"Good! Good! Good!" Ao Tian exclaimed three times, his face filled with excitement and admiration. "My lady is truly a treasure! I love her more and more!"
"Hahaha!" Ao Tian threw his head back and laughed wildly. The refined air that could be seen before was instantly swept away, making people almost think it was an illusion. Only the image of madness and unpredictability remained in people's minds.
Rong Rong looked at Ao Tian coldly, ignoring his neurotic behavior. However, the more indifferent she was, the more excited Ao Tian became.
Ao Tian's laughter grew louder and louder until he suddenly fell backward and crashed to the ground, and the whole world finally fell silent.
Rong Rong relaxed her brows, and the surrounding space began to distort.
"The barrier must have broken!" Rong Rong exclaimed joyfully. "I'm going out! The Demon Lord is dead!"
Rong Rong waited quietly, but before the barrier completely shattered, she heard Qingcang Immortal Lord's voice first.
The sound seemed to come from near and far, ethereal yet clearly reaching her ears.
It was as if someone had forcibly crammed a piece of information into her brain, much like how 666 usually sends her background information about the world.
Rong Rong realized that the barrier she was in was the domain of Demon Lord Ao Tian, which was Ao Tian's signature technique. Once the domain was activated, all living beings were nothing but ants!
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