Chapter Ninety-One: The Journey to the West



Li Changzhou shoved Bi into the back seat, then opened the driver's side door and said to Li Qianxia, ​​"Go to the back."

Li Qianxia lifted her foot, her small, round bottom rotated 160 degrees, her legs aimed at the back seat, and with a push of her arms, she landed neatly and cleanly in the back.

Yang Qinglan watched quietly from the passenger seat as Li Changzhou fastened his seatbelt.

"It's not that I don't need your help, it's that I don't want you to get out of the car; it's too dangerous outside," Li Changzhou explained.

Yang Qinglan gave a slightly disdainful sneer.

“Okay,” Li Changzhou admitted, “I didn’t expect that guy to be so strong.”

"A player who broke through the limits?" Yang Qinglan asked, not dwelling on his mistake, but knowing that it was enough for him to learn from it.

"Um."

Li Changzhou handed her the ID card, started the car, and drove onto the Troy Bridge.

The layout of the Troy Bridge is as follows: pedestrian walkway, motor vehicle lane, tram track, motor vehicle lane, pedestrian walkway.

On the tram tracks, there is a building that looks like an upside-down person, with white bridge piers on both sides that resemble tennis racket faces. This strange building separates the tram tracks from the motor vehicle lanes.

Yang Qinglan examined the black identity card in her hand.

【Nickname: Carousel】(70)

Name: Woody Parker

[Instinct: The Mother Nest of Crushed Stones]

[Origin: Humble family]

[Ability: 1]

Value: 0

Skills: "Double Strike" (D-rank), "Eagle Catch" (D-rank), "Crisis Sense" (C-rank), "Rooster Shakes Its Feathers" (C-rank), "Not Learned", "Not Learned"

Despite not being particularly skilled, he managed to break through Bi's psychic shield and repeatedly put Li Changzhou, whose two attributes were at their maximum, in perilous situations.

"Was it the rooster shaking its feathers that scared you so much you stood there frozen in place?" she asked.

“Is that so?” Li Changzhou replied.

Yang Qinglan looked at him without saying anything, as if to say: Learn this?

“With your hair standing up like this,” he said, running his right hand through his bangs and prying up the hair between his fingers. “It’s not handsome. Miss Yang, I can’t be unhandsome.”

Yang Qinglan's expression was a mix of disgust and amusement, much like the expression on the face of the female classmate who sat in front of you in high school when you looked in the mirror during break and asked her if you were handsome.

The Skoda suddenly braked hard.

Caught off guard, Yang Qinglan felt the seatbelt tighten around her chest, emphasizing the outline of her breasts.

She braced herself against the glove box. If Li Qianxia were driving, she would have thought it was a problem with her driving skills, but Li Changzhou was now in the driver's seat—she hurriedly looked ahead.

A giant tortoise, not much smaller than a Skoda, lay across the middle of the bridge, its shell edged with sharp spikes.

The giant turtle spewed a jet of water from its mouth, and at the other end of the jet was a snail shell the size of a truck tire, which got stuck in the crotch of the "upside-down man" above the track.

"Am I going on a pilgrimage? All sorts of demons and monsters are coming out." Li Changzhou opened the door and got out of the car, taking out the Tsar's Princess from the back seat.

"Can I not go?" Bi hesitated for a moment. "I'll help you in the car."

"no."

Li Changzhou can dodge artillery shells and bullets head-on, but when he concentrates on fighting, it is difficult for him to avoid firearms.

Helpless, Bi straddled Li Changzhou, holding a pot lid in her left hand and a lollipop in her right.

"Move slowly." She was a little scared.

"What?!" Li Qianxia stuck her head out of the car.

“If you move too fast, I’ll throw up,” Bi said again.

"Oh." Li Qianxia pulled her head back.

Maria Aferona looked at her, and Li Qianxia scratched the corner of her left eye with her right hand, then smiled awkwardly.

Li Changzhou carried Bi toward the giant tortoise.

“Keep it simple this time, just tie it up,” he said to Bi.

"Why didn't you do that just now?" Bi complained, raising her hand and sucking on the lollipop with increased force, making the sweetness stronger and increasing the intensity of her psychic power.

"Are you able to aim accurately at that person's speed?" Li Changzhou asked in return.

"snort!"

With that groan, the giant tortoise was overturned, and a jet of water shot into the sky, creating a small rainbow on the bridge.

The giant tortoise stopped spouting water, and the water jets scattered across the bridge surface like a light rain.

It tried to turn over, but its shell felt like a mountain was pressing down on it, preventing it from moving.

Realizing something was wrong, the giant tortoise retracted its limbs, head, and tail into its shell with the speed of retrieving something from hot oil.

Li Changzhou continued walking forward, and with one step, the Emerald Bee Sword slid into his palm;

Two steps, and his feet began to accelerate, causing the Emerald Bee Sword to extend and lengthen;

In three steps, Bi had to divert some of her mental energy to fix herself to Li Changzhou's back; the speed was too fast.

The Emerald Bee Sword, brimming with power, sliced ​​through the giant tortoise's massive shell as easily as a hot knife through butter, splitting the tortoise inside in two.

The black identification card popped out of the tortoise shell, and then a stream of blood slowly flowed out of the shell.

"So strong!" Li Changzhou was stunned.

He wasn't surprised that the Emerald Bee Sword could slice through a tank, but this was a turtle shell, the shell of a turtle player, and it was sliced ​​through like tofu.

He began to cherish this treasure and wondered if he should become a swordsman in the future.

"Hmph, not as good as my pot lid," Bi said disdainfully.

Li Changzhou glanced at the pot lid.

"What are you doing!" Bi quickly hugged the pot lid to her chest. "I'm not giving it to you!"

Li Changzhou picked up the ID card and walked towards the snail shell that had fallen from the crotch of the "upside-down man".

“Plug the snail’s shell,” he whispered to the Tsar’s princess.

"Don't you dare take my pot lid?"

"I won't steal it."

"Hmph." Bi raised her slender arm, the ruffles on her mutton sleeves were white, and her palm aimed at the snail shell.

"Wait!" came a human voice from inside the snail shell. "Brother, wait!"

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