N-A-A Chapter 183 Zhang Lexuan: Is this what a lap pillow is like?
Chapter 183 Zhang Lexuan: Is this what a lap pillow is like?
Chapter 183 Zhang Lexuan: Is this what a lap pillow is like?
Kong Tianxu's thunderous actions had greatly shocked Xu Bo. He hadn't even had time to draw the Sword of Judgment; the massive blade, interwoven with black and white, was still deeply embedded in the tortoise shell of Xuanming True Body.
At this moment, looking at the two corpses that had been laughing and talking not long ago but were now gradually turning into ashes and disappearing, Xu Bo's green eyes, the size of mung beans, hidden deep inside the tortoise shell, were filled with horror and disbelief.
How could this happen? Shouldn't they be the ones committing murder and robbery?
The allure of a 100,000-year-old soul bone is self-evident. Letting a pair of genius soul masters who are bound to become enemies and possess 100,000-year-old soul rings leave is definitely not their usual style of doing things. Therefore, Xu Bo and the others never intended to give Kong Tianxu and Zhang Lexuan a way out from the beginning.
However, out of caution, their original plan after being discovered by Kong Tianxu was to first keep him calm, obtain the soul bone, and then kill him to silence him and divide the spoils.
After all, although Kong Tianxu's condition was obviously very poor after a long period of bloodletting, no matter what method he used, the master who could kill a 100,000-year-old soul beast must not be someone to be trifled with, which is why there was that highly deceptive oath-taking segment.
They were all seasoned veterans, and of course they had considered the possibility of Kong Tianxu suddenly rebelling, so they had prepared quite a few backup plans.
But I really didn't expect this young man to be so strong, abnormally strong.
Everything happened too fast. In the blink of an eye, from the moment the giant sword was thrown to the moment when two of their three men were killed and one was injured, it was only a breath's time. The enemy had instantly killed two high-level Soul Masters, one of whom was a Xuanming Turtle Martial Soul Soul Douluo whose strength was not much different from his.
If he hadn't been careful beforehand, judging from the landing point of that soul skill, he would have been the one to die.
Xu Bo instinctively wanted to escape, but a subtle movement from the other person made him forcefully suppress the impulse—
Kong Tianxu's originally upright figure swayed almost imperceptibly.
The opponent's outburst was so overwhelming that he almost forgot: this was, after all, just a young man not yet twenty. After such an astonishing exertion, how much strength would he have left?
The fear receded like a tide, and greed for the 100,000-year-old soul bone and the rage to avenge the death of his brother regained the upper hand.
Xu Bo slowly extended his neck from the tortoise shell, staring intently at Kong Tianxu's deathly pale face. His small, beady eyes flashed with a mixture of resentment and ecstatic joy: "So, you're already at your last gasp!"
"Thump!"
He shook his Xuanming True Body, and the black water surrounding him splashed up. The Sword of Judgment fell into the deep black water with a crash.
Kong Tianxu truly has no more drops left.
If he were in a normal state, even after unleashing three powerful 100,000-year soul skills, his soul power and mental strength would be completely depleted. However, with his powerful physical strength, he would still be able to suppress his opponent.
Unfortunately, his essence and blood are now completely depleted, and his soul power and mental power are on the verge of their limits. He is feeling intensely tired and weak, so the fight is unlikely to be very good.
There's no problem with safety, of course. With the body of a Super Douluo, he could stand there and be attacked by an Eighth Ring Soul Douluo for twelve hours and still not be killed. But there's Zhang Lexuan behind him.
I didn't originally intend to expose the Snow Empress, but since that's how it is—
The Xuanming Turtle, treading on the ripples of black water, slowly approached. Circles of Xuanming Tremors, carrying a chilling power, tentatively swept in.
Even after confirming that Kong Tianxu's soul power was depleted, Xu Bo still chose the safest approach.
"You old coward." Kong Tianxu gave him a contemptuous smile, but the smile looked somewhat stern and weak.
"Heh, keep being stubborn." Xu Bo growled venomously, "I won't kill you right away. I'll cripple your meridians, sever your limbs, and then, in front of you, I'll take good care of" your woman—how about starting from behind?
He seemed to be engrossed in the cruel scene he was describing, letting out a strange laugh. In his eyes, all that remained was Kong Tianxu's face, growing increasingly pale under the onslaught of the Xuanming Zhen.
almost!
A fierce glint flashed in Xu Bo's eyes, and his eighth spirit ring suddenly lit up! Dense black light transformed into a huge, chilling palm print, which descended from above, instantly turning the vegetation in its path a deathly gray.
It was no longer the Turtle God Strike that Kong Tianxu was familiar with, but the chilling and bone-deep Xuanming Divine Palm.
Just as the chilling aura was about to engulf him, Kong Tianxu suddenly had a thought.
As if sensing something, his tense nerves relaxed slightly.
The sunlight, which had suddenly turned cold, gradually regained its warmth.
The crimson light suddenly subsided, then blossomed brilliantly in a new form! A clear, cold, and bright moonlight suddenly shone from behind Kong Tianxu without warning.
The moonlight wasn't dazzling, but it seemed to carry a calming power that soothed all restlessness, arriving late but arriving first, gently meeting the terrifying black shadow's giant hand.
There was no earth-shattering collision. The moonlight, like water, flowed and lingered, quietly enveloping and dissolving the palm print, which was filled with a chilling and decaying aura, until it vanished into nothingness.
Eight spirit rings, yellow, purple, black, and red, shone brightly in each other. A full moon rose behind Zhang Lexuan, and her aura was harmonious and restrained, yet it carried a profound and powerful quality, as if she had undergone a complete transformation.
Although her face was still somewhat pale, her eyes were clear and bright like stars. Looking at the boy in front of her, who was so determined to protect her, even at the cost of his own life, something gradually became clear in her heart.
In contrast, another figure quietly faded from her heart.
"You're really slow."
Kong Tianxu looked back at Zhang Lexuan, bathed in the newborn moonlight, and his tense heartstrings finally relaxed. A strong sense of exhaustion and despair from blood loss surged over him like a flood. He smiled weakly and leaned back with relief.
I fell into a soft embrace, yet filled with the cool fragrance of osmanthus.
It's time to play the victim, otherwise he'll suffer huge losses.
"You've worked hard." Zhang Lexuan caught him steadily, letting him lean against her side. Her voice was gentle and firm like never before. "Leave the rest to me."
Xu Bo took a step back in shock, looking at the source of the moonlight and the dazzling 100,000-year soul ring, his heart trembling violently.
When Zhang Lexuan turned her gaze to the bewildered Xu Bo, the usually gentle and considerate chief candidate of the inner court was now filled with a chilling killing intent.
"The Xuanming Sect, what a Xuanming Sect!"
The surging moonlight, like a reversed Milky Way, poured down wildly! The dark light was suppressed and dissipated step by step, and the chilling killing intent stained the dark forest red!
Just as Zhang Lexuan unleashed her deadly attacks, and her moon blade was about to sever Xu Bo's thick neck, a familiar, urgent cry came from outside the forest: "Lexuan! No!"
Zhang Lexuan gritted her teeth, her hand holding the Moonlight paused slightly, but she still swung it down with anger!
"His qi and blood are severely depleted, but there is an extremely vigorous life force within him that can replenish it, even more so than my soul skill. He can recover on his own."
After using several healing soul skills on Kong Tianxu, Li Zhuangyun briefly examined his physical condition and gave a calm conclusion.
"That's good," Zhang Lexuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the mask on Li Zhuangyun's face and hesitated, "But Teacher Li, your face—"
Li Zhuangyun gave a self-deprecating laugh: "It's just my own fault for being useless; I can't blame anyone else."
Zhang Lexuan hesitated, but looking at Li Zhuangyun's resolute turning back, she sighed and looked back at the boy's still somewhat pale face.
Seeing that Kong Tianxu's brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was not lying comfortably, Zhang Lexuan hesitated for a moment, then gently lifted the back of his head and carefully placed him on her knees.
As if he had returned to some kind of comfort zone, Kong Tianxu's tightly furrowed brows indeed relaxed considerably.
Zhang Lexuan gently brushed aside the stray hairs damp with sweat from his forehead, gazing at the handsome yet undeniably tired calm face of the young man, a gentle smile involuntarily appearing on her slightly flushed face.
"He's quite well-behaved at this time. He's clearly a kind child. Where did he learn to be so cold-hearted?"
At that moment, she herself did not realize that the shadow that had lingered in her heart for many years had not resurfaced for a long time.
As his consciousness gradually awoke from deep sleep, Kong Tianxu's first thought was: When did my little maid get so fat?
The scent seems off too? It's lost some of its youthful freshness and gained a subtle, indescribable, warm, and mature fragrance.
Adhering to the principle that practice tests true knowledge, he habitually turned his body to the side.
They are definitely different!
Kong Tianxu suddenly opened his eyes and glanced upwards.
"Ah!" A short exclamation rang out above her. Zhang Lexuan blushed and, like a startled rabbit, hurriedly shrank back.
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