The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

Nan Zhiyi took the silver fan and flicked it to knock the blade to the ground.

Song Huaixi flashed towards him like a ghost, and his hands turned into rapidly spinning blades to attack.

Jennifer dodged quickly and awkwardly to the far end of the street, but a strand of her hair was still cut off. Her hands were trembling as she held half of the blade, and blood was dripping down her wrists.

"Master Xuanji is waiting for you in the final courtroom." Jennifer said and left quickly.

The red puppet strings around Nan Zhiyi fluttered in the air, rustling as if they were shouting and crying.

Song Huaixi quickly closed the door, returned to his side and hugged him tightly.

"Huaixi, I feel uncomfortable. Can you carry me upstairs to rest?" Nan Zhiyi put her arms around his waist and buried her head in his arms.

"Okay, Ayi." Song Huaixi said as he bent down and picked him up, patting his back soothingly, just like coaxing a child to sleep.

When Qiuya saw them leave, her eyes rolled around, then she returned to normal and patted the non-existent drowsiness on her body.

Like a charming snake demon, he clung to Wandou's shoulders and said, "Don't be afraid, sister. I will protect you."

The Princess and the Pea clenched her handkerchief in fear, and like a little white rabbit that had strayed into a pack of wolves, she nodded obediently and walked towards the innermost room on the first floor that was assigned to her.

Qiu Ya turned around and looked at the old mayor with a ferocious look on her face, "This is my territory, go back to your villa?"

"It's not yours, is it?" The old mayor turned his body around, changed his trembling look, and swiftly got up from the ground, patting his clothes in a frivolous manner.

"His Majesty the Puppet King said that I damaged his things and need to do work to compensate for it. It's not natural for me to live here!"

Qiu Ya was shocked by his shamelessness and pointed at him with a trembling finger. The little eyes jumped and bumped into him, trying to push him away, but to no avail.

"Be a man and have some dignity."

"Isn't this a coincidence? I'm not a human being." The old mayor said, and he lifted his hair and blew it, thinking he looked handsome and elegant, then walked straight to the first floor where Nan Zhiyi and the others were located.

"Damn old thing, I'm going to tear you apart." Qiu Ya looked at his appearance, and waved her hands in anger. She grabbed his hair and wrestled with him using her hands, feet and mouth.

The old mayor had never encountered such a sinister move before. He was immediately at a disadvantage, but he quickly reacted and punched her several times.

The little monster jumped up, opened its eyes wide, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, and crawled on his body, trying desperately to drill into his flesh.

"Damn it, you have no moral principles and you use your numbers to bully the minority." The old mayor rolled his eyes and howled angrily.

Qiu Ya won back a game, and immediately felt refreshed. She didn't care about her broken head, and laughed sarcastically, "What kind of martial ethics can I talk about with an old grayhead like you?"

Song Huaixi pushed the door open with cold eyes and stared at them, as if he had the urge to tear the two of them into pieces if he heard any noise.

Feeling the strong murderous aura lingering around them, they instantly became quiet and looked at each other.

Old Mayor: You feel it, that strong blood, how about cooperation?

Qiuya: Okay, so you had this idea in mind, you were dreaming, he is my prey.

Old Mayor/Qiu Ya: Well, then it all depends on your ability!

Having reached a consensus, they let go of each other at the same time and walked towards their own rooms.

Song Huaixi walked downstairs, boiled some hot water and brought it into the room.

Nan Zhiyi was lying on the bed, the red marks on her limbs and neck were like a flood, constantly pouring out blood.

Song Huaixi hurriedly wiped the medicine on him.

If the puppet's facial features could move, his eyebrows would probably be able to kill a fly.

Nan Zhiyi was amused and thought that the wound that had just been bandaged suddenly opened again when he moved.

"Don't move." Song Huaixi looked at him and roared fiercely, his eyes trembling.

"Your medicine is useless. The body is detoxifying. It will get better naturally after the toxins are detoxified. Don't waste your time." Nan Zhiyi said as he grabbed his arm and rubbed it.

"I'm so sleepy. Huaixi, come and sleep with me first?" He yawned, his eyelids drooping and looking drowsy.

Song Huaixi sighed, bandaged him quickly, pulled the quilt over him, held him in his arms, and put his lips on his forehead.

Good night, Yi.

Just after he closed his eyes, Nan Zhiyi's blood coagulated into a stream and turned into black and red puppet threads, covered with a layer of black substance like asphalt.

They swam continuously and formed a river, flowing through the open doors and windows towards the pond behind.

Puppets don't need to sleep. Song Huaixi opened his eyes, watched the scene, and silently hugged the person in his arms.

The person was sleeping soundly and was disturbed. He muttered a few words out of discomfort and fell into a deep sleep again.

Qiuya and the old mayor squatted behind the doors and windows, drooling at the sight of the cleanly washed scarlet puppet silk.

"Old Sun, can't I really eat something?" Qiuya's eyes turned red with greed, and she pushed the old mayor and said with eagerness.

"If you want to die, I won't stop you." The old mayor wiped his saliva with his sleeve and swallowed it continuously.

It smelled so good, so good that they were almost dizzy. It seemed that their souls were about to break free from the constraints of their bodies and fly onto those soul threads.

He didn't need a lot, even just one bite would allow him to die without regrets, but reason pulled him towards the delicious taste of his dream.

"Just one bite, let me have a bite!

What kind of divine delicacy is this? Even the smell makes us monsters unbearable." Qiuya complained as she grabbed the little eyes and nibbled on them along with the fragrance.

The old mayor saw her doing the same thing and was slapped on the hand, he quickly picked up one to avoid the attack and put it in his mouth to chew.

"(Chewing) You are so stingy. I have received so much tonight. What's wrong with giving me a candy bean?"

"Bah, you snatched two desserts from me, and you still call me stingy. I've never seen anyone as shameless as you."

Qiuya couldn't stand his taking advantage of others and acting like a good boy, so she pounced on him to snatch the money.

He dodged her attack, secretly grabbed a handful and swallowed it, then surrendered, "Okay, okay, I won't eat your food for free, I'll trade your information for it, okay?"

"That's more like it." Qiuya decided to stop while she was ahead and crossed her arms, pretending to listen attentively.

"Do you know the God level?"

“Of course, the world is divided into six levels: apprentice, ordinary, elite, master, grandmaster, and god. Each level is divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower.

But now his power is fading, and the creatures he has bred are no more than Grandmasters, and the highest in our town is only Master, and there is only one of them."

"Then do you know why?" The old mayor asked, stroking his white beard in a mysterious manner, leaving the question in suspense.

"Because the outsiders we have brought in are at most elite level, just like us.

To avoid a massacre, He limited the growth and power of all people."

"Then do you know what level he is?"

At this point Qiu Ya also reacted and looked at him in disbelief with shining eyes.

Then he looked at the scarlet puppet thread carefully again, constantly recalling the details of their interactions over the past few days, trying to find something special to support his guess.

In the end, he found that there was nothing special, but he still asked in surprise, "Are you saying that he is... a god-level?"

"Didn't you notice the black and gold runes on the puppet's thread?"

"Black gold rune?" Qiuya was full of question marks, and her face was almost filled with a question mark as to what it was.

The old mayor looked at their confused faces speechlessly and patted her head, "I told you, you must study hard.

You don't even know the Black Gold Rune, you idiot, and you still want to compete with me for the mayor? Dream on!"

"Hey, you could have just spoken nicely and explained, but why did you start making personal attacks?" Qiuya pouted in dissatisfaction, but still looked at him seriously with her little eyes.

"Oh, it's true." Qiuya turned around in surprise and looked at him with admiration.

Suddenly reacting, he lowered his head in frustration, closed the door, and turned a blind eye while muttering, "What a pity! Our plan is doomed to fail."

"Who said that? Don't forget that we have people around him. Haven't we defeated the strong with the weak many times over the years?"

The old mayor said with a dark look in his eyes, took out the pipe he carried with him and started smoking it.

"Open the door, open the door quickly. Don't think you can ignore ethics just because you are good at fighting. Return my daughter-in-law to me quickly."