bayedsolid Chapter 390: Bald!
Chapter 390: Bald!
When the firelight reflected the shape of a pair of hands on Zhu Jiu, everyone went crazy and used all means to explore that location. They believed that the person who was causing the trouble was there.
When Zhu Jiu disappeared, everyone questioned Ling Yuanlong and other members of the Jiling royal family, "Didn't they say that Huiming Garden has several Mahayana masters guarding it, so no fly can fly in? What was that just now? Was it a ghost?"
Ling Yuanlong: Hey, it’s true.
But he couldn't say that out loud, so he just said seriously that the royal family would definitely get to the bottom of the matter and reveal the truth to everyone, and tried to calm the angry guests.
There were also many people who had other ideas, or were afraid of death, thought things were too weird, and wanted to back out.
They want to leave this troubled place and demand their money back and compensation.
It is impossible to refund the money. Ji Ling immediately changed his attitude and showed the strength of a big force. The meaning was very simple: once the money is paid, it will not be refunded.
Then, by showing them some kindness, they were forced to swallow their anger and stop their actions.
But this is only temporary, because if Ji Ling cannot reveal the truth and catch the rioters, they will still make trouble.
After all, each of these people came from a fairly strong background, and some of them were even from the other eight major forces who came to join in the fun, and they were also capable of changing their faces.
Zhu Jiu left, and no one at the scene except Mo Huaizun and Chu Yi could detect her presence.
The two of them sensed Zhu Jiu's intention to retreat, so they had to chase after him.
At this time, Chu Ge and Ling Yuanhan had already escaped from the suppression force. They panted and touched their heads in fear. Hey hey -
Bald!
Smooth and warm, it feels like a hard-boiled egg just out of the pot.
When I looked at my hands again, they were all black and gray.
The two looked at each other blankly and saw a hairless monster whose eyebrows and eyelashes had been burned off by fire, the top of his head was black like the bottom of a pot, and there was dried yellow-brown liquid on his face.
Mad is so ugly and disgusting.
Oh, I feel the same way now.
Chu Ge let out an ear-piercing scream. She collapsed and squatted with her head in her hands, unwilling to face the reality, her tears falling like beads from a broken string.
Ling Yuanhan was still quite strong. Perhaps it was because he had been humiliated more than once or twice in recent days, the Seventeenth Prince had developed some resistance and stood firm tenaciously.
He had a sinister look on his face, his eyes bloodshot with resentment, and with trembling hands he performed a cleansing spell on himself, and also took a pill, which should be some kind of hair growth pill.
But nothing happened.
Ling Yuanhan: “!!!”
He drank a few more bottles crazily, but there was no reaction.
Conclusion: Really bald.
Ling Yuanhan: “!!!”
His vision went dark, he lost his balance and took a few steps back.
Although everyone was panicked and terrified, they couldn't help but laugh at how unlucky the two people were.
The seventeenth prince successfully became a bald prince.
Chu Ge found that he couldn’t grow hair anymore. He rolled his eyes and fainted from the shock.
The seventeenth prince was distracted and didn't catch her.
Chu Yi stood in the distance and watched her fall down like a burnt pork. He moved subconsciously, but soon his expression became gloomy, and he steadied his body, with his feet rooted to the spot.
To be honest, his sister deserves it. It's good for her brain to be roasted by fire. Maybe the water inside can be dried out.
Just fall, maybe after you get up you will be sober and realize that you have done something extremely stupid today and that Ling Yuanhan is a scum.
Chu Yi watched coldly. Mo Huaizun glanced at the absent-minded Chu Yi and knew that although he was heartbroken, Chu Ge was his biological sister after all, so he couldn't bear to do that.
He said, "You stay here to guard against that soul returning and causing trouble, and I will go and track it down."
On the one hand, it was to give Chu Yi an excuse, and on the other hand, he was worried that Zhu Jiu would suddenly appear.
Chu Yi didn't say anything.
Before Mo Huaizun left, he glanced at the Soul Source Pendant in his hand. Because of the intense emotions in his heart, Chu Yi held it so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
The soul devoured the soul power inside, then threw the jade pendant back to Chu Yi, "garbage recycling center"?
At first glance it seems humiliating, but considering what happened before, why does it seem so much like that soul is helping Chu Yi?
Mo Huaizun gathered his thoughts and exchanged some information with Ji Ling, stating that the soul could only be captured by soul cultivators, thus stopping these people's useless efforts.
"The identity of Epiphyllum is unknown, and there was no intention to hurt anyone just now. Despite this incident, the most important thing tonight is to prevent Zhujiu from causing a riot. In order to avoid being lured away from the mountain, the Mahayana stage needs to focus on this."
Because of this incident, the dance party could not continue. Ji Ling needed to ensure that everyone left Huiming Garden safely, and they could not spare the manpower to catch ghosts.
The old emperor readily agreed, saying thank you Chief Mo for your hard work and so on.
Mo Huaizun ignored him and coldly hung up the message.
After much deliberation, he only brought the Dharma Protector Elder with him, and specially asked the Dharma Protector Elder Chu Yi to keep an eye on Gu Yixiao, and then set out to track down Zhu Jiu.
The old emperor's message was suddenly cut off, and anger flashed across his eyes. He looked at the busy Ling Yuanlong and Ling Yuanhan who had just recovered from the blow.
His eyes were filled with ups and downs, and he sternly told the two of them, "After you settle the people, come to the Imperial Palace to see me."
The purpose is quite different.
……
Huiming Garden, which seemed ethereal but was actually like a rotten rose, was moving away from Mo Huaizun.
He chased the Epiphyllum based on his perception.
Xingjun muttered to Zhu Jiu: "You can't help but help him? That kid deserves a beating, and you're still helping him."
Zhu Jiu couldn't believe it: "I'm helping him? Are you kidding? I just want the soul power in the Soul Source Pendant!"
Xingjun sneered at Zhu Jiu who was making a solemn promise, "Zundujiudu, do you dare to swear that if you want to help him, you will be single for the rest of your life?"
Zhu Jiu immediately changed his words: "Alright, we can kill two birds with one stone. Chu Yi is my younger brother after all. He is a bad-mouthed brother, so he can just be beaten by me. How can I let outsiders bully me? Don't you think so?"
Xing Jun fell into deep thought, "So when did he become your little brother?"
"Just now, I made the decision for him on the spur of the moment." Zhu Jiu said as a matter of course.
Xingjun: “…”
He glanced at Mo Huaizun who was chasing closely behind him and said, "Now, you have successfully attracted this person's attention."
"Others are very low-key when they wear vests and disguise their identities, why do you always manage to make yourself the focus of the audience?" Xing Jun didn't understand.
Zhu Jiu was playing with Mo Huai Zun, and when he heard that, he lifted his hair and smiled evilly, "There's nothing I can do. My strength doesn't allow it."
Xingjun: “…yue!”
"Don't say that. You are running so fast now that you don't want your body anymore? You know the consequences of wandering around without a body. Your soul will wear out very quickly."
"But now your health is probably under strict surveillance. Even Gu Yixiao has become a focus of attention."
"Ah, it's true that a handsome man is the root of trouble. Look at you, you did it all for a man."
Zhu Jiu shook his index finger twice, "Do you think that if I do nothing, Chu Yi and Mo Huai Zun will let Gu Yixiao and I go?"
"Even if the banquet ends successfully, they will continue to track me down."
"Go ahead and chase them. The people chasing me line up from here to the Far North. Anyway, I'm almost able to merge with the body, so I can just run away then." Zhu Jiu stopped in the air with his hands on his hips, saying indifferently.
This is the advantage of being strong, no one can force her.
Mo Huaizun felt the stagnation of that soul, and he reacted quickly by casting a soul-binding spell. This was a soul attack, and Mo Huaizun was able to perform it because of the Tai Yan Soul Refining Seal left by Chu Yi.
The virtual soul chain bound Zhu Jiu out of thin air at an incredibly fast speed, and the soul never moved.
At that moment, Mo Huaizun even had a feeling that he could definitely catch her... No, it was an illusion.
Mo Huaizun saw the soul chain fall, and at that moment, a bright fire suddenly appeared in front of him...
Just like at the banquet.
Mo Huaizun's face changed drastically, and he retreated quickly while performing soul magic continuously. The guardian elder also tried to intercept him in shock.
But none of them could stop the golden right hands that stretched out through the flames.
The distance between her right hand and Mo Huaizun seemed to be constantly shrinking. Even though Mo Huaizun tried his best to dodge, she was still gradually getting bigger in his pupils.
The hand that passed through the flames looked like a model of God's right hand. The jumping flames remaining on the back of the finger bones were burning slightly, like water droplets remaining after passing through the water.
Mysterious, powerful, strange, and soul-stirringly sacred beauty.
At such a critical moment, Mo Huaizun was rarely stunned by that hand, as if his heart was being grasped.
"Are you distracted?" A hollow voice, half male and half female, echoed around my body and echoed in my ears.
Mo Huaizun's chin was pinched precisely by that hand. It felt cold, hot, and overbearing.
The coolness is the hand itself, the heat is the remaining flame.
The flame was not special and could not burn him, but the temperature of the hand made him feel inexplicably cold.
Mo Huaizun should have been horrified and should have escaped from her control, but for some reason, this soul always made him feel harmless and close, as if... as if they had something in common and were one.
"Who are you?" Confusion flashed across Mo Huaizun's stern face.
Contrary to his usual behavior, he suddenly grabbed that hand.
Unable to catch, he passed through the air out of thin air. Mo Huaizun's dark eyes darkened.
Zhu Jiu smiled and said, "Don't you all call me Epiphyllum?"
Mo Huaizun attached a layer of soul power to his palm and grabbed her again.
This time I caught it.
The golden hand was freezing cold, while the burning flame was incredibly warm.
Mo Huaizun grabbed Zhu Jiu and was surprised to find that this hand was so slender and strong.
This is a woman's hand. Mo Huaizun is single and has never held a woman's hand.
He has always been indifferent to love between men and women.
"You're distracted again." Zhu Jiu did not retreat but advanced, calmly inserting his fingers one by one into the gaps between Mo Huaizun's fingers, forming a situation where all ten fingers were interlocked.
One white and one gold, they seemed to be merging souls.
"It's not a good habit to stare at one hand, Chief Mo, are you thinking about me?"
Her voice was like the whisper of a demon.
Mo Huaizun came back to his senses, brushed off the strangeness in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "Are you a soul cultivator undead?"