Urban Hidden Dragon

Emperor Lao slowly stood up.

Aunt Qin was startled by the figure outside the window.

"Who is that?"

Aunt Qin's voice trembled a little, and her hands tightly grasped Di Lao's sleeves.

Di Lao gently patted the back of Aunt Qin's hand.

"It's okay, a monk who insisted on the wrong belief and ended up going in the wrong direction!"

Aunt Qin hugged Di Lao's arm and said, "It looks so creepy!"

Shi'e holds the Hellfire Lotus.

He freed one hand and used his index finger to tidy up his non-existent hair.

Then he muttered something in his mouth.

A huge lotus shadow suddenly appeared in the sky above the villa where Emperor Lao lived.

Countless whiskers grew from under the lotus and headed towards Emperor's villa.

But those whiskers were hanging in the air, unable to fall into the emperor's villa, as if they were blocked outside by a force.

"Emperor Wuji! I sentence you to death today!"

Emperor laughed disdainfully, "I'm afraid you alone are not enough!"

Shi'e gave a sinister smile.

The Hellfire Lotus in his hand glowed with the light of a glass plate.

Just the next second.

Then the sound of a piano suddenly came.

Emperor Lao looked dazed for a moment.

But at this moment of trance.

Aunt Qin, who had been holding Di Lao's arm, suddenly had eyes that turned dark as if she was being controlled by someone. She picked up the fruit knife next to her and stabbed Di Lao hard in the back.

When Emperor Lao's eyes regained clarity, his body trembled violently and he lowered his head to look at his heart.

Blood gushed out and Emperor Lao's body staggered.

Aunt Qin fell to the ground behind her, powerless.

It was almost like a chain reaction, the first domino fell, and the following dominoes fell one after another.

The tentacles of the huge lotus in the sky stabbed towards the emperor again.

The Emperor roared, and was about to forcefully maintain his absolute domain once again.

But in the next second.

outside the window.

Night sky.

A ship sailing in the air slowly stopped in mid-air.

Zhuang Jingyao stood at the bow of the boat.

At this moment, Zhuang Jingyao's eyes were dark.

It seems that he has been controlled by someone.

Zhuang Jingyao raised his hands, and the terrifying aura gathered between his palms.

A punch blasted out!

It seemed that all of Zhuang Jingyao's physical strength was drained away by this punch!

It was as if he had burned up his long life to unleash this explosive force!

The protective shield that the seriously injured Emperor Lao had just put up was directly broken by Zhuang Jingyao's punch.

The chest collapsed visibly.

The fruit knife stuck in his back was knocked back by the punch, and the handle of the knife was inserted into the wall.

Di Lao choked on a mouthful of blood.

On the ship looking at the sky outside the window.

Zhuang Jingyao, who was standing at the bow, was blown away by the wind and turned into flying ashes.

After hovering in the sky for a while, the ownerless ship sailed away aimlessly into the distance.

With blood gushing out of Di Lao's mouth, he looked at Shi'e who was running towards him under the street light, "It took such a huge price to kill me!"

The glass-like Hellfire Lotus in Shi'e's hand flashed scarlet light.

The tendrils of the huge lotus hanging down from the sky pierced into the body of Emperor Lao.

Shi'e clamped his throat and made a strange false sound like Eryi.

"If you don't die, I won't be at peace!"

Di Lao coughed up blood again, his body swayed, and he fell to the ground, struggling to take out his cell phone.

Shi'e, who had already rushed over, kicked Di Lao's cell phone away.

The feminine look in his eyes was gone, replaced by Shi'e's unique eerie feeling, and Shi'e held the Hellfire Lotus in both hands.

"Emperor Wuji, you have made all the calculations, but it doesn't matter. In the end, you are no match for the Black Sky Emperor!"

Di Lao choked with blood and gave Shi E a disdainful smile.

Shi'e's eyes were filled with anger. He held up the Hellfire Lotus in both hands and smashed it hard on Di Lao's head.

Even with his head cracked open, Shi'e was still smashing around like a madman.

Yang Qing'e's voice came from outside the window, "It's time to go!"

Shi'e wiped the sticky blood off his face, stood up, and kicked Di Lao's body again.

Then he revealed a strange and sinister smile and clasped his hands together in front of Emperor Lao's corpse.

It wasn't long before Shi'e left.

Aunt Qin slowly woke up from the ground.

in the dark.

The ground was slippery and he fumbled around in the dark, "Wuji, where are you? Make a sound, I'm scared!"

Aunt Qin was frightened when she didn't get a reply. She groped around on the sofa for a long time before finding her phone. She hurriedly turned on the screen, but when she saw that her sticky hands were covered in blood, she was shocked. She quickly turned on the light of her phone and was so frightened that she turned on the light and shone it on the body of Emperor Lao on the ground.

She screamed in fright and dropped the phone in her hand. She sat back on the ground and took two steps back. Then she mustered up her courage, picked up her phone and crawled over. She saw a familiar pair of pajamas. She shone the light upwards and when she saw the bloody head, her body shook like a sieve and she burst into tears.

He looked around for his cell phone to call someone over, and after searching for a long time he found the cell phone in his hand.

Aunt Qin called Wang Han immediately, but no one answered after waiting for a long time. Aunt Qin then called Rao Rushuang again, crying in a trembling voice, "Rushuang, your master is dead!"

...

Yang Qing'e rushed to Wang Han as quickly as possible and found that Wang Han was still sleeping.

He rushed into the car regardless of everything, sat on Wang Han's legs, and began to tear off Wang Han's clothes.

Li Qing stood aside, "Why not just kill him?"

"He's still useful!"

Li Qing frowned, pondering over this sentence.

Yang Qing'e couldn't wait to devour Wang Han.

Wang Han frowned at this moment.

In the dream, Wang Han held Su Qi's face in his hands and asked, "Who are you?"

Su Qi looked at Wang Han in confusion, "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Han was sensing every move of everyone in Jiangning City. Many people did things that Wang Han had sensed before. Wang Han's memory was far beyond that of ordinary people, and he could remember many things at a glance.

Everything in front of me is wrong.

This world seems fake.

Wang Han stared at Su Qi in front of him and suddenly slapped Su Qi. Su Qi covered his face and just stared at Wang Han, as if his phone was stuck.

Feeling that everything was wrong, Wang Han suddenly rushed out of the window, his head facing the ground. He felt pain, but not much, and the pain was very dull.

Wang Han pulled out a knife and stabbed himself hard.

Although there was some pain, it was not much, and even though the knife was stuck in his heart, Wang Han did not look like he was about to die at all.

Wang Han finally reacted. He seemed to have entered an illusion, more like a dream. Everything that happened in the dream was based on Wang Han's experience and imagination. Wang Han had never thought of hitting Su Qi, so Su Qi, who was beaten in the dream just now, was stuck and didn't know what to do. Now Wang Han stabbed himself. It would hurt but not kill him.

Just like when Wang Han slapped himself just now, the pain was not real pain, but a memory that he had just experienced not long ago, so it materialized in the dream.

Wang Han looked around. This dream was too real. If he wanted to break through the state, he would have to rely on external forces to wake himself up. However, there was only Chuliu in the outside world at the moment. He should still be on the way back from the airport in the suburbs of Jiangning City. Chuliu's mother must have been stopped by someone.

Thinking of the nap he had taken and Chu Liu Niang's voice before going to bed, Wang Han suddenly woke up.

It may not be realistic to ask others to help you, so you have to find a way to stimulate your body and wake yourself up.

Wang Han turned over and re-entered the room, looking at Su Qi who was still stuck.

The simplest and most brutal method now is to make yourself tough. As long as you snipe, it will be very painful, and then you will wake up from the pain.

Wang Han picked up Su Qi and threw him onto the bed.

Yang Qing'e hesitated for a long time and found that Wang Han didn't move at all.

Li Qing said coldly, "His body is in a dormant state now, so it's hard for him to accomplish what you want to do!"

Yang Qing'e placed the sachet in front of Wang Han's nose and said, "I have the power of charm, so I'm not afraid that he won't be able to get up!"

After a while, Wang Han really got up.

Yang Qing'e glanced at Li Qing with a look that showed that she wanted to learn something from him.

Available in the next second.

Wang Han's eyes, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened.

He stared at Yang Qing'e with cold eyes.

"what are you doing?"