Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 247: Unprovoked Rage
What a wonderful answer!

This move made them look at Chen Ning'an with new eyes. He was truly a man who could attack when advancing and defend when retreating.

"Are you worthy enough to say that you are the same kind of person as this prince?"

But Ying Qiongyu raised his eyebrows and threw out another difficult question.

I understand clearly that the Eighth Prince is deliberately embarrassing Chen Ningan.

The people around watching couldn't help but feel sympathy for Chen Ning'an. His fault was not that he was Princess Wu's friend, but that he had no identity.

The New Qin has a system of hierarchy. The sentence just now seemed to be a dilemma, but in fact it was a fatal statement.

"boom!"

Chen Ning'an slammed the table and broke it, then walked up to the Eighth Prince in a stern voice:

"You sissy, you're contradicting me!"

The top floor of the building shook as well. No one expected Chen Ningan to suddenly jump up!

Ying Wuyi's eyes showed shock, the start was too fast, she was not even prepared.

"Oh, are you worthy?"

The Eighth Prince did not retreat a single step and continued to confront Chen Ning'an.

"Kneel down."

There was a coldness in his eyes: "No one who scolds this prince is still alive...

"Crack!"

Ying Qiongyu had only said half of his words when Chen Ning'an had already made his move. His speed was so fast that he pierced through the eighth prince's chest and broke his ribs in an instant.

Instant kill!

Such a huge commotion stunned all the guests at the banquet and was so shocked that they were speechless.

The music was still playing. It was an invited internationally renowned musician. He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the music.

But not far away, Chen Ning'an's face was covered in blood, and he was smashing the broken body in his hands with punch after punch.

He is just the eighth prince. Do you really think he cannot be killed?

"Are you crazy!"

Deputy Commander Ri An suddenly stood up and shouted, "Help, help!"

He was calling the guards in Dengjing to prevent this situation from happening!

"Is there someone coming?"

Chen Ningan turned his head and looked at him, "Crack!"

The deputy director's bones were all broken and he fell to the ground like a piece of rotten meat. He wailed because it was so painful and his flesh was swollen.

Can a look really kill?
The guests could never have imagined in their dreams that this was the Eighth Prince’s banquet, and that was the prince!
Now... the Eighth Prince has become a pile of rotten meat in Chen Ning'an's hands.

He slowly stood up and the puddle of stuff on the floor was so small that it was difficult to make out its shape.

"You are just a mortal. Do you really think I am one of those straw dogs?"

Chen Ning'an casually tore off a piece of Ying Wuyi's white skirt to wipe her hands, and then lightly tapped her fingers, and talismans appeared from the void.

Each of these yellow papers fell precisely on the guests' faces, without any error.

Paper figure talisman.

This banquet is just the beginning of his plan for the entire imperial capital.

"Shouldn't we guard like this? Why are we letting him cause chaos?"

One man tried to tear off the talisman on his face, but found that he had no strength to lift it.

It turned out that all his bones were broken and could not support his movements.

Chen Ning'an took a step and rose from the ground, looking down at everyone from above.

"It's an honor to be here today to attend the Eighth Prince's banquet. You can remember me, Chen Ning'an, your future master."

These are all mortal bodies. Even if they have the protective items from the Lantern World, they cannot resist Chen Ning'an's direct attack. His spiritual sense accurately locks onto every prop on them.

A mirror was taken out from Deputy Chief Ri'an's body, and after a few seconds Deputy Chief Ri'an became Chen Ning'an's man.

"Owner."

He knelt on the ground and confessed: "It's my fault. I deserve to die for thinking of ruining the master's plan!"

This……

"It's the lantern thing!"

Someone screamed and immediately got up and tried to escape, but the next second a piece of leather fell off his body.

Afterwards, the man followed Xia Tian's footsteps with his body trembling, knelt down and kowtowed in front of Chen Ning'an.

"I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"

"That man is the CEO of An Di Construction, with a net worth of trillions...

The others were trembling with fear and had difficulty controlling their breathing.

Chen Ningan looked at them levelly: "Take out the things on your body, become mine, and you can still live."

He said coldly, "When I personally take action, all you can do is squat on the ground and wag your tails like those two dogs."

Ying Wuyi looked up at Chen Ning'an, her eyes intoxicated and fascinated. What she loved was this domineering and direct style.

"No! We still have to be your dogs even if we lose something!"

Someone stood up and appealed to the people around him: "We are all important figures in the imperial capital. Does he dare to kill us all?"

He was betting that Chen Ning'an was just talking and didn't dare to really deal with them all.

You should know that the people here are not only business tycoons, but also royal relatives, just like the lord of Qiucheng, Qiu Yunkong.

He is the person who is speaking, and his identity is very unusual.

"I am the Lord of Qiu City, and a relative of the current queen. If you dare to attack me, there will be no place for you in this world!"

Crazy, how crazy can you go?
Mayor Qiu looked into Chen Ning'an's eyes, his momentum growing stronger: "Your best option now is to escape from that world. This way, it will take some time for Xin Qin's Pacification Division to catch you."

He did not drag Ying Wuyi into this, although he was certain that Chen Ning'an would not kill them all, and would not dare to kill himself, but he could not guarantee that something unexpected would happen.

I heard that most of the lantern bearers are crazy. Although the people he met in the imperial capital were basically rational, it was different for people in other remote places.

"Innocent."

Chen Ning'an turned his gaze to him: "Don't you understand how the people below survive?"

Anyone who has been to remote areas knows that the lantern bearer should not be provoked, and you need to be cautious no matter who you are.

When City Lord Qiu heard these two words, he was still able to keep a steady expression on his face. He wasn't called the city lord for nothing.

Then Chen Ningan had a wooden talisman in his hand, and threw it to the deputy secretary of Ri'an, Wang Lincheng, and said, "Go, convince this idiot and tell him what the situation is now."

The wooden talisman glowed slightly, and the man whose bones were broken suddenly became full of life.

Hasn’t Wang Lincheng’s cognition been changed?

There was surprise in everyone's eyes. They both understood the power of this lantern. The contaminated people had been completely changed, their brain structures were wrong, and it was basically impossible to save them.

Even if he used the power of the lantern to influence him, he was no longer the same person he used to be. How could Wang Lincheng convince him?
Wang Lincheng, who was lying on the ground like a dog, crawled up, first thanked Chen Ning'an for his grace, then straightened his chest and walked towards Qiu Yunkong in a polite manner.

He straightened his back and ignored the dirt on his clothes, as if he was still the same person before.

What would he say?
Wang Lincheng walked slowly in front of Qiu Yunkong and said only one sentence.

"Lao Qiu, we are friends. Do you think it will affect the master if I kill you?"

"Wang Lincheng, you...are so bold!"

There was fear in Qiu Yunkong's eyes. This sentence made him lose his composure in an instant.

"If you kill me, they will follow the power of the lantern in you to find the source!"

He turned his gaze away from Wang Lincheng and shouted at Chen Ningan: "You can't run away! This is the imperial capital!" "What does it have to do with me?"

Chen Ningan laughed: "Even if they can find me, when will they find me?"

"When I find you, I will kill all your family members, relatives, and friends."

While Chen Ning'an was talking, Wang Lincheng was also trying to persuade him. He told Qiu Yunkong, "Your newly born daughter is only three years old, so cute. You don't want her to grow up, do you?"

"You...are shameless!"

Qiu Yun's face flushed with anger. He subconsciously looked at Chen Ning'an again, and the look he saw was the same as those of the spectators watching a movie in the cinema.

He... is playing.

He could have controlled them long ago, but he was still playing. This was not the Eighth Prince's banquet, this was his...his Chen Ning'an's banquet!

An absurd, bloody, and weird banquet!
In the light realm, a huge white mountain moved slowly. Ah Yue passed through the light realm and came to Ying Wuyi.

He was wearing armor and his condition was completely different from before. He was very afraid of Chen Ningan.

What he did in the Light Realm was beyond their understanding.

"Chen Ning'an, I must tell you that once the Eighth Prince dies, the Imperial Ancestral Temple will soon notice it. You don't have much time."

He didn't want to remind Chen Ning'an, but once the investigation went on, the princess would definitely not be able to escape the connection, and the Mourinho's mansion behind them would also be in great crisis.

Killing the prince would have serious consequences.

"Oh."

Chen Ning'an only said this one word. He didn't even look at A'da, and continued to look at the rest of the people in the field as if he was watching a show.

"I'll give you one hour to make a decision. During this hour, I'll go take care of other things."

He turned and walked into a pool of rotten meat on the ground. The feeling under his feet was slippery and a little sticky.

Who said the eighth prince was dead?
Look, he is lying on the ground, looking at him with the eyes on his hand, and blinking.

The eighth prince had a bracelet on his wrist, and there was a petal on the table, which was torn off from his forehead by Chen Ning'an.

The reason why I was willing to talk so much nonsense with the Eighth Prince before was to use my spiritual sense to explore his background.

Then...it exploded instantly!
Mortals are mortals after all. Even if they can master ultimate power and control nightmares, they cannot deal with emergencies.

Chen Ning'an's speed was too fast, so fast that he could not react. Everything was suppressed. What about the Eighth Prince?

A second head slowly grew out on Chen Ning'an's right side.

The Yin Spirit is coming.

"Sacrifice with your body, sacrifice with your soul, sacrifice with your heart, three sacrifices in great silence..."

A mumbling sound came out of his other mouth, which seemed like an ancient power. Chen Ning'an squatted down mechanically and began to pick up, piece together, and tear off tissues to fill the empty flesh and blood.

Little by little, everyone watched as the shattered Eighth Prince was slowly reshaped by Chen Ning'an.

"impossible."

Ying Wuyi squatted beside him and talked, not feeling that the scene was inappropriate at all.

She had seen crueler truths.

Chen Ning'an looked back at her with a gloomy look, and this look made Ying Wuyi's expression change slightly.

Soul corpse.

Now the soul corpse is in control. Where did Chen Ningan find the soul corpse?

Before she knew it, she discovered that a row of oil lamps were lit here, with candle flames flickering in the lamps, and the body of the Eighth Prince was being perfected.

This is not a simple soul corpse!

A sense of horror was pulsating between her brows, as if she had encountered a natural enemy!

Suddenly, something began to wriggle inside the Eighth Prince's body. It was an even more terrifying force!

The nightmare seems insignificant in the face of this. Chen Ningan is going to fail!
But suddenly, the Yin Spirit stretched out his hand and pressed down the force, withdrew it, filled it up, and then closed it again.

"Little kid, this dynasty isn't as powerful as mine once was."

The ghost said something incomprehensible, and the candlelight suddenly went out.

"call……

The Eighth Prince exhaled foul air from his chest, his eyes still showing shock.

"I... Chen Ning'an, you are older..."

He wanted to say "bold", but when the words came to his lips he couldn't finish them.

A strange feeling lingered in his heart, and the Eighth Prince found that he could not be angry with Chen Ning'an no matter what.

The Yin Spirit gave the Eighth Prince an ambiguous look and returned to Chen Ningan's body. He was Chen Ningan's Yin Spirit.

Chen Ning'an's complexion returned to normal, his head lowered to his face, he took back the lead petals on the Eighth Prince's bracelet, and carefully observed the work of art in front of him.

This is a work of art he made, perfect, flawless, and successful.

"Call me Master."

He spoke, and the Eighth Prince glanced at him. There was no murderous intent in his tone, only a joke like a friend:
"Impossible, it's more like you call me Master."

There was a sound of retreating footsteps beside Chen Ning'an. Ying Wuyi took three steps back, and Ada quickly stood in front of her.

It worked!
It really succeeded. Chen Ningan had a way to transform the royal bloodline.

This is the bloodline that has been passed down since the time of the First Emperor of Qin, and has been strengthened from generation to generation. How could Chen Ningan really succeed?

There are innumerable powers inside, including curses, miracles, and treasures. Could the power accumulated over thousands of years be solved just like that?

"Princess, shall we go back to Baiyue first?"

Ah Da swallowed his saliva. He was no longer sure. This kid from a remote area had repeatedly created incredible miracles, constantly challenging his common sense and bottom line.

"No!"

Ying Wuyi shook her head with a resolute tone. She stepped forward to observe the Eighth Prince: "Eighth Brother, how do you feel now?"

"Xiao Wu, Brother B, I'm fine now, and I really want to kill you."

The Eighth Prince still maintained his own identity, but he no longer had any intention to kill Chen Ning'an. Instead, he felt a surge of favor towards him.

This method made Ying Wuyi take a deep breath.

She plucked up the courage to grab Chen Ning'an's hand and pull him to the side.

"Ning An, is it okay for you to treat myna like that, like that?"

There were mixed emotions in her eyes, and there was something more: "From now on you will be able to take me to a higher place."

"You want to escape?"

Chen Ningan looked into her eyes: "Ying Wuyi, you are the most outstanding girl I have ever seen. You shouldn't run away."

He said casually: "If you can't cultivate it in one lifetime, then cultivate it for ten lifetimes. After a lifetime of regret, the worst that can happen is that you can start over again. There will always be a time when you can cultivate it."

He said with contempt: "Giving up, what's the point?"

"You do not understand!"

Ying Wuyi's eyes turned red: "You don't understand what I'm carrying. I can't hold on any longer!"

"Just figure it out slowly."

Chen Ning'an ignored her and turned to come in front of the guests.

He smiled and said, "Everyone, the one-hour time is almost up."

"If you don't make a decision, you will all... become my dogs."

I took in too much carbon dioxide while bathing yesterday and was short of oxygen. I advise everyone to take a bath with ventilation. I almost died...

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