PNB Chapter 118 The Escaped Musings, The Gluttonous Frozen
Chapter 118 The Escaped Musings, The Gluttonous Frozen
Meanwhile, outside Cangnan City—
"Cough cough, vomit!" The man in the tattered black tuxedo suddenly teleported into an abandoned factory. His hair was gray, and there were several wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He looked like he was on the verge of death.
After taking only two steps, Yiyu collapsed to the ground, spitting out a trace of yellow blood.
Boom!
"Damn it!!!" Ignoring the knife wound on his right hand, Yiyu slammed his right hand hard on the cement floor, causing the entire factory floor to tremble.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, Yiyu suppressed her aura to the lowest level and dragged her battered body to the black trash in the corner, so that she would be less likely to be noticed.
In the sky, seven silver-white lightning beams suddenly teleported to the factory, and Bu Li, the leader of the [Spirit Medium], began to seriously sense the aura of the murmurs.
"Strange, how could it suddenly disappear? Does Yiyu have some other way to escape?" Bu Li made no attempt to hide his thoughts.
Strangely, the other six seemed not to hear anything and continued to stare coldly ahead.
"Let's go, let's search the vicinity again." Seeing that there was no trace of the dream in the vicinity, Bu Li had no choice but to give up and choose to search for the dream further away. As for why they didn't search inside this dilapidated factory?
Bu Li had been chasing Yi Yu for a long time. Based on his understanding of Yi Yu's personality, he knew that Yi Yu would be too arrogant to even glance at this abandoned factory, let alone hide inside it.
Compared to the fact that Yiyu, the god's agent from the Klein Realm, would abandon his arrogance and choose to hide here, Bu Li was more convinced that Yiyu had some other methods he had never seen before that allowed him to escape their pursuit.
However, the reality was exactly the opposite of what Bu Li had imagined. Not only did Yi Yu abandon his pride and hide here, but he also buried himself next to the garbage. This was something that Yi Yu, who had always considered himself a gentleman and a Western nobleman, would never have done.
A moment later, after Bu Li confirmed that Yi Yu was not there, the seven silver-white pillars of light in the sky flashed again, and Bu Li and his group left the place.
Three minutes later, the babbling darts out of the trash.
Although Yiyu couldn't hear what Bu Li was saying, he could figure it out with a little thought. Bu Li, out of habit, didn't come in to find him, otherwise he would be dead by now.
At this moment, Yiyu clenched his teeth, and another gushe of blood seemed to spurt out of his abdomen, but he swallowed it down fiercely.
His voice was like a demon formed from all the resentment under the heavens, wanting to kill everyone he hated:
"Ling Yue, Ling Yue. Ling Yue!!!" Yi Yu's murderous eyes were fixed on the location of the Cangnan City training camp, as if she could see Ling Yue transformed into the Divine Wood Ape across space.
"I'm going to kill you! Even if it costs me my life—Go for it, jellyfish!" The babbling voice suddenly turned into the voice of a man in his forties, and then into a silly, foolish voice.
Suddenly, several figures flew in from outside the abandoned factory, including a dog.
"Lord Yiyu!" The crowd was very excited, as if it was they, not Yiyu, who were about to be killed.
He wasn't surprised to see several believers suddenly appear and mutter in their sleep. After his death, his believers would also die, so he guessed that the believers felt a sense of suffocation and then found this place through the contract.
The babbling voice was completely calm, but everyone present immediately sensed something was wrong.
"Take me back to recover from my injuries. I want to—fly kick!—kill—the basketball.—Ling Yue." The strange words of the delirium reached everyone's ears, but no one dared to question them and immediately helped the delirium up.
Then, Yiyu was helped up by the crowd and lay down on the back of a huge blue-green dragon.
With a flap of its massive wings, the dragon carried everyone into the sky.
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At seven o'clock in the morning, Ling Yue had just gotten up when he opened the door and saw Ning Bing sitting on the sofa with a flushed face and sweat dripping from her forehead onto the carpet. She looked aggrieved and the sofa seemed to be soaked with her sweat.
Smell - Smell
"Holy crap, what's wrong with you? And what's that smell in the living room? Did you put on perfume?" Ling Yue looked at Ning Bing with shock in his eyes. Putting aside why the Flame Vein Earth Dragon would sweat, just the fact that Ning Bing, who had only just transformed and had never seen anything human, was wearing perfume? And her taste seemed pretty good??
Ningbing stammered, not answering Ling Yue's question, "Master, I... I'm sorry for your kindness, sob sob~~" As Ningbing spoke, her red vertical pupils turned even redder, and not just sweat but tears dripped down her cheeks.
"Stop, stop, stop. Go take a shower first before you explain." Ling Yue said as he used his water elemental power to cool down the living room. In an instant, the hot and humid living room became cool.
"Waaah~" Ningbing obediently stopped talking. Then a cool sensation came from Ling Yue's body and hands. Ningbing, who had been hot all night, instantly became much more energetic and couldn't help but pounce on Ling Yue.
"So...so good!" Ningbing hugged Ling Yue with her face flushed, her soaked shirt clinging tightly to his body.
"What the hell??" Being attacked by the ball out of nowhere and Ning Bing's suggestive voice just now stunned Ling Yue, and he didn't push Ning Bing away immediately.
However, Ling Yue, realizing what was happening, did not hesitate at all. He wrapped his arms around Ning Bing's slender waist and carried her into the bathroom.
Then Ling Yue began to carefully explain everything in the bathroom to Ning Bing, who was holding her:
"This is the switch; adjust the water temperature to your liking."
"Ah."
"And this is shampoo, for washing your hair."
"Hmm~"
"Shower gel, and toothbrush... I'll take the toothbrush, you don't need to use it."
"Hmm~!"
"Alright, you can wash it yourself now, understand?"
"Mmmmm~"
No matter what Ling Yue said, Ning Bing always replied with an "Mmm," and her tone became increasingly strange...
Finally, Ling Yue forcibly pried Ning Bing's hands off him, leaving her alone in the bathroom.
"Come find me when you're done washing up. I'll tidy up the living room first." Ling Yue turned and left, closing the door behind him.
Inside the bathroom, Ningbing, whose body had returned to normal temperature, scratched her head in confusion. What did her master just say? What should I do?
So, looking completely bewildered, Ningbing, not wanting to disappoint Ling Yue, began to figure it out on her own.
On the other side, Ling Yue had already arrived in the living room, in front of the sofa that was soaked with Ning Bing's sweat.
"What the heck? You soaked the whole sofa with perfume? But it does smell really good, rose scent!" Ling Yue sniffed it carefully again, thinking that he would ask Ning Bing which brand of perfume she had when she came out, as the scent was quite nice.
"This smells delicious. I took a bite! Wow, it even foams in my mouth, how strange."
"This stuff is so white, and it smells so good! I'll have a bite!"
"This... never mind, I'll try it! Ugh!" Ningbing took a bite of the long, white thing, and immediately tasted dry and strange. It was not as good as the previous two, so Ningbing immediately spat it all out.
"This is... toothpaste?"