Chapter 380 Emperor Venerable
Just as he was about to absorb all this death energy into his body, four forces burst through the air, like sharp blades slicing through the darkness and creating a gap.
He turned his head sharply, only to see four familiar figures.
The faint glimmer of light that had just appeared in his eyes was suddenly extinguished, replaced by an endless despair.
really……
Neither the suddenly appearing secret realm nor the radiant glow that permeated the long night had any connection with Jiang Xingxing or Jiang Xianwan.
The last glimmer of hope vanished.
He slowly closed his eyes, his voice hoarse, yet he still tried his best to suppress the trembling, and clearly delivered those few blood-soaked syllables, one by one.
"I need to contain this death energy; you four, don't cause any trouble."
The calamity of the Void Ancient Realm will naturally affect the two realms first, and Ling is indispensable. The fox is Jiang Xianwan's beloved, and cannot be harmed here.
Di Yin is Xingxing's biological father, and Hua Buxiu is also a special person to her.
This is something only he can do, and it should be done by him.
Scalding tears finally broke free of their restraints and streamed down his bloodied cheeks.
Yun Weize could no longer maintain his composure, and almost gritted his teeth as he hissed, "Go...find her...and bring her back..."
The four men who rushed back: "..."
The way you're doing this makes it seem like we're bullying you!
And what's more, he actually wanted to die!
Do you want Jiang Xianwan to remember this for the rest of her life?
Looking into his eyes, a hint of resentful reproach immediately appeared.
You, Yun Weize, you want to die? Dream on!
However, seeing the Southern Emperor's red and swollen eyes, crying like a dog, the four of them, with their mischievous hearts, remained silent.
Cry.
Cry as hard as you can.
The louder you cry, the better.
It's rare to see Yun Weize cry so pitifully, like a pear blossom in the rain... In the future, such a touching spectacle, uh... will probably become a thing of the past, and we will never be able to appreciate it again.
The five men stood frozen in place, desperately trying to hold back the surging death energy.
They stared at each other, neither willing to leave, neither willing to be accommodated by the other.
It was as if it were not some terrifying deathly aura, but a beloved treasure.
"May I cause trouble, Your Majesty?"
Just as Yun Weize's eyes turned bloodshot and he was about to yell at them for not going, a playful voice suddenly came from behind him!
Yun Weize's fingertips, dripping with blood, trembled suddenly, causing the surging spiritual energy around him to falter.
His thick eyelashes trembled violently. He suddenly looked up, and his eyes were filled with extreme pain, disbelief, and an almost frantic expectation.
The four people beside Hua Buxiu exchanged silent glances: "..."
Ha, look at his pathetic self.
What a loser!
I forgot everything... and I cried like a trumpet flower.
A shimmering red dress brushed against the blood-stained black hem of the garment. Jiang Xianwan peeked out from behind Feng Huixue and gave him a delighted smile.
She skipped out, her pupils clearly reflecting her misty, watery eyes.
She lifted her fingertip and lightly brushed it across the corner of his crimson eye, leaving a breathtaking blush.
He immediately put his hands behind his back, looking left and right like a cunning cat.
Her voice carried an undisguised smile, and her soft enunciation struck his heart with every word.
"Yun Weize, have you missed me?"
"Unexpected, isn't it? Surprised, aren't you?"
Finally, she suddenly leaned closer, her breath brushing against his blood-stained lips.
Her eyes sparkled, as bright and beautiful as the first new bud blooming on the first snow.
It powerfully infuses a touch of tenderness and redemption into the allure.
How about a big kiss as a reward?
Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in concentration, she planted a firm, crisp kiss on his lips.
At the same time, she unleashed her spiritual power, forcibly drawing all the overwhelming death energy that was restrained by the five forces into her own body!
Five men: "...!!"
His body swayed, and his expression changed!
A horrified scream almost tore his throat apart—
"Jiang Xianwan—!!!"
There was no indication that she would do something like that!
She absorbed so much death energy just like that?!
Jiang Xianwan was forced back half a step by the fierce death aura, and with a twist of her wrist, she flung the tombstone away.
Yun Weize was still reeling from a dream that had left him trembling with fear. The sudden ups and downs of joy and shock caused tears to stream down his face, and he nearly collapsed.
His vision was blurry, and he hurriedly wrapped his arms around her waist.
The once beautiful Southern Emperor's face was now contorted with rage, his out-of-control roar, laced with hoarse tears, tearing through the sky.
"Jiang, Xian, Wan—!"
Jiang Xianwan: "...!"
Seeing the five men's eyes blazing with malice, as if they wanted to devour her, Jiang Xianwan was so frightened that she quickly raised her hands.
He was hoarse and exhausted.
"Just kidding! I can purify them! I really can purify them!"
She was afraid that putting so much death energy into the tombstone would affect the twins and Jiang Xingxing, so she thought of storing some in her body first and leaving the rest to be dealt with by the underworld tomb.
However.
This is not funny at all.
The five faces remained unmoved, only filled with shock, anger, and lingering fear that threatened to spiral out of control. They stared intently at her, as if she had just crossed some irreversible line.
Jiang Xianwan was pinned down on her waist by Yun Weize, who was red-eyed and fierce.
then……
A crisp "snap" sounded.
The sound was extremely loud...
In front of four men... he slapped her hard across the buttocks!
Jiang Xianwan: "...!!!"
She jerked her head back in pain, tears welling up in her eyes instantly.
What's even more infuriating is that Di Yin, Hua Buxiu, Fei Ling, and Feng Huixue... also surrounded them with grim faces, each adding their own insult!
Jiang Xianwan: "...!!!"
Wolf Too Gray and others: "..." This beating was well worth it.
It was quite loud, loud enough to frighten them.
Qingli: "..." These five fathers are really something else.
Thankfully, those two fathers hadn't woken up yet, otherwise it wouldn't have been five slaps... it would have been seven.
Having more dads is great, huh?
His poor mother!
Jiang Xianwan incredulously collapsed heavily onto Yun Weize's arm, her waist held tightly by him.
Realizing what the men had done to her, she kicked and struggled wildly with her legs, but couldn't break free.
Hua Buxiu and Feng Huixue even thoughtfully used one hand to press down on her legs.
Shame and burning pain intertwined, forcing tears to well up in Jiang Xianwan's eyes, and she could only bite her knuckles.
"I told you it was a joke! I won't die! You all know that... Ah! Stop, stop hitting me! I was wrong! I was really wrong!"
Her voice trembled with tears as she began to beg for mercy from each of them.
"Master... Waaah... Fox..."
"Emperor Yin..."
"Fei Ling!"
"Clouds form a marsh!"
From pleading, to finally, to cursing.
"asshole!"
"Disrespectful to elders!"
"Di Yin, you shameless bastard!"
"Aaaaaah! Yun Weize! You dare hit me!"
Jiang Xianwan tossed and turned, sobbing and cursing incessantly. Her black hair and clothes were disheveled from her struggles, and the five men who were kicking and thrashing about could do nothing to her.
As soon as Yun Weize loosened his grip, she broke free.
With half of his face covered in spiderweb-like black lines, he grabbed a tombstone from the ground and ran away.
As he fled, he didn't forget to turn his head, revealing his eerie face, and earnestly instructed, "Don't come out yet! Wait for me to pull off something big!"
Are you coming again?!
The five men, their hearts pounding and nearly scared out of their wits, all felt their legs go weak and almost collapsed to their knees.
Immediately, as if his backside was on fire, he took off chasing after it without a second thought.
Ni Chang and others: "..."
They hurriedly scooped up Qingli, who was cradling her little face and admiring the view, and then ran after her.
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