Chapter 797 The Return of the Gods 81
When 001 looked at Feng Zui again, he inexplicably felt that he was much more pleasing to the eye. The man held the chopsticks in one hand and tapped the edge of the white porcelain bowl. A nonchalant arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his tone was lazy but with a chill.
"You've settled your accounts, now it's time to settle ours, right?"
He stared straight at Wan Yingzhi, as if he wanted to see through her.
Wan Yingzhi's heart sank. Knowing what he was about to say, she quickly interrupted him.
"Your Majesty, you have repeatedly yielded and tolerated, but they refused to accept your toast and drank the wine for punishment. Please stop being polite to them!"
Tang Lu's eyes have been extremely cold since Feng Zui made his choice. Hearing this, he spoke softly with an obscure voice.
"I'm asking you one last time, are you really not going with me?"
What Feng Zui can give her, he can also give her, so why can't she choose him this time?
Quan Jiu didn't answer but asked, "Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
"Good...very good."
Tang Lu's dark eyes turned into hard ice, and the demonic energy in his hands surged and turned into a sharp blade, attacking Feng Zui fiercely!
Feng Zui reacted quickly, stretched out his palm, and faced the sharp blade transformed from the demonic energy!
"Bang--"
With the power of the two as the intersection, a strong shock wave shattered the tables, chairs and wooden benches beside them. All objects in the inn were reduced to dust particles under the pressure, the roof flew up, and the walls collapsed.
Lord Ling immediately activated the protective shield to isolate 001 and Quan Jiu inside, but the others were not so lucky. The demon soldiers with low demonic power were directly blown away for more than ten meters and fell heavily to the ground like sandbags.
Quan Jiu stared at Feng Zui as he took a step forward and was about to step out of the protective shield, but was stopped by Feng Zui with a look.
"Stay here and don't come out."
As the man's thin lips moved slightly, a streak of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and Quan Jiu's pupils shrank sharply.
"Wind drunk!"
The man lifted his black robe and wiped the corner of his mouth, his expression indifferent: "It's okay."
Tang Lu withdrew his numbed hand and let it hang by his side, feeling slightly surprised.
He didn't expect that Feng Zui was so weak now. It was obvious that when he faced Feng Zui in his prime, the other party was slightly better.
Quan Jiu came out directly from the protective shield, holding Feng Zui's arm with one hand, and accurately taking his pulse with the other hand.
"how so?"
A hint of surprise and doubt flashed in her black pupils.
Three months had passed since Feng Zui's battle with the Xiuxian sect, but his injuries hadn't healed yet. She had clearly fed him elixirs...
Feng Zui placed his palm on the back of her hand, took her tender finger into his hand, and moved away from her pulse.
"You can't die. Go back to the protective shield."
Quan Jiu had never seen such a stubborn person before, she did not let go of his arm:
"Don't fool me. His demonic power is intact, and he's been practicing for over three thousand years. His skills are only getting better. You've been sealed in the cold pond, unable to practice for over three thousand years, and you were also besieged and injured by the immortal sect. You're no match for him. Don't be ashamed."
It’s not a question of whether it’s embarrassing or not.
Feng Zui thought so in his heart but didn't say it out loud. There are some subtle contests between men that only they themselves understand.
Tang Lu looked at her holding Feng Zui's hand and felt it was an eyesore. The man attacked Feng Zui without any hesitation!
In order not to affect Quan Jiu, Feng Zui's dark eyes flashed, and he quickly pushed her towards Lord Ling. However, he never expected that Tang Lu made a feint, suddenly changed direction, and rushed straight towards Quan Jiu!
"Watch out behind you!!"
001 and Fengzui spoke almost at the same time, but they were still no match for the speed of the Demon King in his heyday. Tang Lu had already grabbed Quan Jiu's arm and pulled him into his arms.
The wrist held in his palm was soft, and she was full of fragrance, which reminded him of the clear spring water in the mountain stream. At the moment of real physical contact, Tang Lu's volcano that had been erupting for half a month suddenly died down inexplicably, so fast that even he himself found it incredible.
In the past half month, he has been always irritable, with his heart hanging in the air, as if it will go out of control and explode at any time.
It had been so long since they last saw each other. He looked at her with her head down, and inexplicably wanted to see her expression at the moment. Although he knew that her face must not be very good at the moment, whether she was glaring or pouting, she did it very smartly, which could fill the sense of reality of her return at this moment.
Tang Lu lowered his head and looked at a butterfly mask with a white background and gold edges. A faint smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.
"Why are you wearing a mask in broad daylight?"
Although the mask looked good, it was not as pretty as her. The man raised his slender jade-like fingertips and slowly moved towards the mask.
This action made Feng Zui and 001's pupils tighten suddenly. They flew forward, but because Tang Lu was cautious and had already distanced himself from them, they were still a step too late.
The mask slowly peeled off, revealing the woman's white and plump forehead. Further down, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, revealing a whip mark as thick as a thumb at the corner of her left eye.
The wound that was deep enough to see the bone has now healed mostly. The torn flesh and blood are like two crooked centipedes stuck together, forming a horrible face with no aesthetic appeal.
The woman in his arms just stared at him with a pair of indifferent and calm black eyes from beginning to end.
There was a buzzing in Tang Lu's ears, and his gray eyes were fixed on the whip marks on Quan Jiu's face. He released the strength in his hands, and the butterfly mask fell to the ground. His mind went blank, and for a moment he completely forgot where he was.
The room was silent.
Many demon soldiers had seen Quan Jiu before, so they naturally knew how outstanding her appearance was. However, the woman in His Majesty's arms now only gave people a hideous and terrifying feeling, making people stay away from her.
The change was too great, and even the demon soldiers who had met Quan Jiu a few times could not accept it, let alone Tang Lu.
The man didn't come back to his senses for a long time, until Feng Zui's blade pierced his chest from behind. Tang Lu took two steps back in embarrassment and was pulled back to reality.
"His Majesty!"
When the left protector saw Tang Lu injured, he immediately drew his sword to protect his master and summoned the pharmacist.
Tang Lu seemed not to notice anyone around him. Among all the surroundings, he could only see the whip scars on Quan Jiu's face. His grey pupils had turned into inky black because they were too gloomy.
"Who did it?"
The tone was colder than ever before.
001 quickly picked up the mask, wiped the dust off it with his robe, stood in front of Quan Jiu, reached out to fasten the mask strap at the back of her head, and used his tall figure to block the sympathetic or gloating gazes of the people around him.
When he turned around to look at Tang Lu again, the smile on his face was particularly sarcastic.
"Why are you pretending to be a good person now? Weren't you the one who gave her the Nine Mystery Pills?"
Tang Lu's mind exploded again. He took a deep breath and immediately guessed most of the causes and consequences.
If he hadn't poisoned her and caused her to lose her spiritual power, she would never have been hurt given her cleverness and the treasures she had.
"Who did it?"
This time, Tang Lu didn't look at Quan Jiu, but at the left protector and asked in a cold voice.
He didn't ask Wan Yingzhi, because he knew that Wan Yingzhi would lie, but Protector Zuo would not.
...dividing line...
Yeah, yeah, yeah! He wanted that bastard Tang Lu to take off the mask himself. This scene would become a shadow he would never forget. Every time he drank, shards of glass would pierce his heart.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
