The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 459: Plum Blossoms and Snow

"Aries, Gemini, Libra, and Leo have already blocked the enemy, and Scorpio and Sagittarius will be here soon..."

The situation eased slightly. The person in charge let out a long sigh, picked up the communicator at hand, and was about to report the damage to his superiors.

His fingers moved along the keys, his face looked as ugly as the bottom of a pot, and his attitude was slightly hesitant.

This is not the only place for pleasure on the island. The most distinguished bosses, who are also the masters behind the club, also own other more upscale private spaces.

But even so, the guests here are of no ordinary background. If a large number of casualties occur, the consequences will be devastating, and the entire security department will be to blame.

Thinking of the upcoming horrific accountability, he felt uneasy and almost had the urge to escape secretly.

However, during this moment of hesitation, the assistant beside him screamed in panic again. He pointed at the magic device that continued to deduce information and stammered:

"I discovered a hidden control technique. That thing... that thing is just someone's summons!"

The person in charge was startled, and an intense chill spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making him feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

...It’s a real ice cave!

A speck of white frost, as fine as dust, stood out from the ceiling where the temperature had dropped suddenly, swirling lightly and staining the tip of the man's nose.

A cold, stinging feeling passed in an instant, and he mechanically raised his head toward the sky. Suddenly, he realized something, and a terrible guess came to his mind.

A group of undead servants alone have caused our side so much trouble, why has the enemy insisted on hiding until now?

A hoarse groan was squeezed out from the chest with all his might.

"Quick, look into the Demon Eye, he's up there, he wants to... kill us all!"

Light flows across the surface of the transparent screen. The camera angle turns, and numerous witchcraft eyeballs made of quartz crystal, agate and tourmaline float and dance in the air, faithfully reflecting the outside world.

It was six or seven o'clock in early summer in May, when the sun was setting into the sea and the rosy clouds were lingering around. But now the remaining light had completely disappeared and it was unusually dim.

The wind was howling, the grass and trees were dormant, and cold currents were wandering wantonly, mercilessly breaking into the rich water vapor rising from the tropical sea. The invisible cold wind suddenly took on a concrete form, turning into thick white fog, covering the frost hanging on the treetops with clouds and fog, creating a dreamlike scene.

Thick dark clouds quietly gathered together and covered the sky. It seemed as if an endless inky black curtain had descended between heaven and earth, swallowing up all the light.

As the clouds gathered, the entire island seemed to be separated from the world and fell into the darkness alone.

In the terrifying and heart-pounding silence, only a huge eggshell-shaped azure light flickered, adding the only unique color to the monotonous background.

After receiving the message a moment ago, the defense system covering the entire island was urgently put into operation. Just like any base of a supernatural organization, the defense area here would naturally not be limited to the guest rooms.

Tiny bits of light silently appeared in the clouds and fell down one after another.

Pieces of hexagonal frost swirled and rolled, settling into the world with the air currents. The darkness should have obscured people's sight, but a cool glow shone through the snowflakes, reflecting a different meaning.

That is a pure mind, a solemn mind, and a joyful mind.

Purity covers up filthiness and makes the earth pure and clean;
The purpose of killing is to destroy filth and wipe out all harmful insects;

What makes me happy is that my thoughts are flowing freely, I have a sense of righteousness, and I feel a refreshing breeze blowing across a thousand miles!

Zhu Mingyao held a wide-mouthed, long-necked white jade square pot in his hands, stood high in the sky with his feet on the void, and watched the last ray of light merge into the clouds.

When all nine Qingnv Zhen talismans in [Feiqiong Hu] are unleashed, combined with his current strength, the mountains and seas within a radius of ten kilometers will freeze over, and even ghosts and gods will not be able to escape!
Zhu Mingyao stuffed a bottle of pills into his stomach like eating fried beans to replenish his lost mana. The smile on his face was cold, but also very happy. He was really happy.

A person's character is determined by his or her upbringing.

Although from the outside, after several years of living here, with family, friends and lover, he has long since integrated into this new time and space.

But only Zhu Mingyao himself knows that his previous life still dominates his soul.

Sometimes in his dreams, he would even think in a trance that this was just a game.

It is easy to change the country but difficult to change one's nature. Putting aside the profound Taoist methods, the three logical views deep in his mind are still, to a large extent, those of a simple Chinese college student.

Social rules, human relationships, the influence of the overall situation...all kinds of messy rules and regulations are like a stamp on the mind that is difficult to erase for people who have lived in a peaceful environment for a long time without individual strong people.

This is why he has extraordinary powers that are close to the best in the world, but is hesitant and hesitant in his daily dealings.

He can laugh and yell, he can slay demons and monsters, he can flirt with girls, but when it comes to having to break something and bear the consequences, he always instinctively wants to take a detour.

But this time is different.

The darkness as thick as the abyss and the shadow of inhuman evil were just distant urban rumors in the ears of the common people in the previous life.

But today, it is nakedly presented in front of him, and the bloody reality questions Zhu Mingyao's heart.

——Needless to say, this involves a huge problem. Are you still going to solve it with those so-called "rational" and normal means as before?

"Reason...?" He suddenly laughed a little louder.

"Really? You've traveled through time and space, but you're still a law-abiding young man."

With his whole body full of true Qi and the inner world of Huangting guarded by the gods, Zhu Mingyao grinned with his white teeth, and once again nostalgically recalled the words he had said when he first walked out of the sewer and saw the new world after traveling through time:
"They come, the security!"

This time, it is no longer a self-consolation of trying to stay calm in confusion, but a firm declaration of one's true heart.

Prying open his bright red tongue, he let out a long, clear laugh that reached the sky, brought with him a mighty wind, and his body turned into a mighty thunder, striking the huge light curtain of the magic circle.

At this moment, outside the sunken building below, there were also groups of people coming to support from all directions of the island.

A gray-robed wizard was floating in the air, rushing to the front. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his cheek. He raised his eyes vigilantly to observe, but before he could figure out what was happening, an intense cold and numbness quickly spread from his face.

His expression was confused at first, then quickly turned into fear. Various dispelling spells flashed everywhere, and he struggled to call for help.

However, what was reflected in his eyes was a golden lightning that meandered like a dragon, and then with a loud bang that seemed to destroy all things, the defense system protecting the island collapsed silently.

Billions of snowflakes poured down in all directions like a landslide or tsunami!

Any creature that came into contact with it, whether it was a human spellcaster with full shields, a dark creature with a physique as strong as steel, or a ghostly entity that was immune to ordinary freezing, were all unsurprisingly turned into ice sculptures, which then dissipated into white frost dust.

Only those with the highest realm and the best equipment were able to hold on until the belated sigh reached their ears:

"Some scumbags in this world don't deserve to live..."

(End of this chapter)