Chapter 160 Moonlight over the Pear Garden



This reaction wasn't what she expected. Shouldn't she be mocking her brother for his low emotional intelligence?!

"Alright." Yang Qinglan's smile faded, her expression as calm as a moon fairy. "Go deal with the Spring Emperor first, but be careful. The fact that those two escaped and came looking for her proves that she is stronger than the people you killed."

"Don't take unnecessary risks!" Little Radish wished he could go back immediately.

“Instead of waiting for others to make a move, we should take the initiative. Besides—” Yang Qinglan glanced at Li Qianxia, ​​“we can’t let anyone who dares to hurt Qianxia get away with it.”

"Lanlan~" Li Qianxia opened her arms to hug Yang Qinglan.

Yang Qinglan glanced at her and pushed her away.

“Let’s go.” She took out “The Knight of the Bible”.

Li Changzhou's figure became slender, and with a flick of his wrist, the Emerald Bee Sword slid out of his sleeve.

The folds of her clothes transformed into JK shirts, JK pleated skirts, and JK black stockings, while Li Qianxia held a Desert Eagle.

Yang Qinglan looked at her—Where's your gun?

Li Qianxia patted the Desert Eagle—this was also a gun.

Li Changzhou looked at her—What's wrong with your clothes?

Li Qianxia chuckled—Black stockings, are you excited yet? These are the results of my secret practice while I was tying shoe soles recently!

"Sigh." Little Radish sighed.

“You don’t need to go,” Yang Qinglan said.

"Really?!"

As soon as Little Radish looked up, the three of them were already on the eaves of the corridor. They landed silently, leaving almost a trail of afterimages, and then disappeared from the eaves in an instant.

In the stillness of the night, in the attic, the Spring Emperor meditated.

She turned into a cloud of mist—

A breeze swept across the Toyosu coast of Tokyo Bay, passing a fisherman who was fishing.

In India, a man hovers around a vendor selling roasted corn, applying spices to the corn.

It whizzed through the streets of São Paulo, drying the sweat off the tourists;

Roaring across the Mongolian steppes and traversing the vast, fertile lands of Russia;

It suddenly swept over the valleys and highlands of Austria, and flew over the fjords of Norway;

In the Pigalle district of Paris, garbage was blown into the air.

One moment a whirlwind sweeps across Texas, the next a gentle breeze caresses the hair of a young woman in Ohio as she waits for her date.

Experience a variety of emotions, hear every cry of pain and every burst of laughter.

Finally, she came to the rocky hilltop, looked around, and saw undulating grass and proud pine trees all around.

The Spring Emperor's figure suddenly disappeared into the lake.

Bang!

With a thunderous roar, the Desert Eagle bullet pierced her forehead and blasted a crater in the wall.

With her robes fluttering, the Spring Emperor flicked her sleeve, and with a loud bang, it seemed as if she had flung out a thick fog from the horizon, covering Li Changzhou's face as he leaned in.

As the rapidly spreading fog enveloped him, Li Changzhou remained motionless. A flash of emerald light appeared in the white mist, followed by the sensation of clothes being torn apart.

“The Lord says, ‘Ask me, and I will give you the nations as an inheritance and the ends of the earth as your possession.’”

A holy and awe-inspiring voice, a drop of thick, water-like light, fell at Yang Qinglan's feet, and the sacred domain unfolded.

Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, and Li Qianxia stood back to back in the center of the Holy Domain, with the Black Death God's scythe serving as a defensive weapon around them.

Little Radish and Butterfly clung to the eaves of the building opposite, only daring to peek out at the battlefield.

A thick fog blanketed the area.

"What are you three doing in my room in the middle of the night?" A seductive female voice with a grin came from all directions.

"What kind of skill is this?" Li Changzhou asked curiously.

The king cobra slithered across the ground, silently advancing toward the red, human-shaped light in its eyes.

"You don't know the visualization method?" the Spring Emperor laughed.

"Yes, but not as high-class as yours," Li Changzhou said with a smile.

"Advanced? Oh, I see. You learned the 'Thunderclap Diagram' from that fraudulent Master Huang? You treat simple punches as a fighting technique?" Chunhuang said with a smile.

Her voice was alluring, as if a beautiful woman in red, half-drunk, lay in the arms of the listener, her warm breath, slightly tinged with alcohol, whispering in your ear, her slender waist inspiring endless tenderness.

"This Master Huang, I even bought his book." Li Changzhou really didn't expect that.

The king cobra suddenly raised its head and, with lightning speed, bit down on the thigh of the red-glowing figure.

The fog suddenly contracted, accompanied by bursts of soft, bell-like laughter.

"Ugh, I'm changing!"

The king cobra bit empty air, and the triangular snake's head was lightly stepped on.

As the fog dissipated, Chunhuang, dressed in a cheongsam, revealed her long, straight, and fair legs, which seemed to stretch endlessly from the slit in the cheongsam.

Her white hair danced in the air, and mist condensed into a shawl around her arms. She floated in mid-air, like a celestial being descending to earth.

"You really like ambushes," Chunhuang said with a hint of dissatisfaction and a touch of coquettishness.

She was stunningly beautiful with captivating eyes, yet her white hair was breathtaking, giving her a mythical and awe-inspiring presence.

With all the favored concubines in the world at their peak, Li Qianxia swallowed hard.

"Oh? You're so beautiful," Li Changzhou said in surprise.

"Just realized? You're Li Changzhou, right? We've met before." Chunhuang hovered in the air, supporting her right hand with her left, her slender fingers stroking her cheek as if appreciating her own beauty.

Li Changzhou sighed, "She's almost as good as Miss Yang. It's unbelievable. How could there be such a woman in the world?"

The Emperor's smile faltered, his gaze falling on Yang Qinglan as he looked her up and down with a hint of provocation: "You are Miss Yang?"

Yang Qinglan smiled.

With a loud bang, a piece of the shawl exploded off!

The expressions of the two stunning beauties changed simultaneously.

The auditory and visual hallucinations were blocked!

I was ambushed without warning!

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