Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 262 Long Dragon Bone

"Don't be rude."

The second prince was not angry, but waved his hand to let these people leave. He glanced at Chen Ning'an and Chun Yulu and smiled playfully.

"It's normal for young people to be a little hot-tempered. Since you want my concubine, it's not impossible. I am very generous."

He waved his hand and said, "Come here, send my 103rd concubine out. From today on, I will no longer protect her."

After saying this, Ying Baijing raised his hand slightly, indicating that Chen Ningan could take his people away.

"You can ask her to do whatever you want. I've played with her before anyway."

It shouldn't be like this!
Chun Yulu's pupils flickered. She knew that once she left the Second Prince's mansion, death would be waiting for her.

"Let's go."

Ying Baijing waved his hand again: "Aren't you leaving? This young and promising Chen Ning'an, right? Take her away."

This is such a simple and direct conspiracy. Does Chun Yulu dare to leave?

The other party is certain that Chen Ning'an will not take Chun Yulu away. Even if he is willing to take her away, will Chun Yulu be willing to leave?
The housekeeper and some of the Second Prince's staff showed sneers in their eyes. They couldn't wait to see Chen Ning'an in a dilemma.

"Ah."

Faced with his challenge, Chen Ning'an just uttered a word from his nose and turned to walk out of the mansion.

"Chun Yulu, what are you waiting for?"

Is he really leaving?

Ying Baijing's eyes, which originally showed confidence of victory, gradually turned cold. Even his elder brother did not dare to be so arrogant.

"Master, this..." The servant asked quietly, has this person really left?
Aren't you afraid of death? There are so many hostile forces outside Prince Chun's Mansion, especially one of the three imperial doctors. There are so many people who want to curry favor with him but have no way to do so.

Killing Chun Yulu is undoubtedly the best stepping stone, and will definitely make He Yan very happy.

Chun Yulu couldn't refuse Chen Ning'an and followed him and walked outside in small steps.

Facing the housekeeper's words, Ying Baijing remained silent, only his index finger tapped unconsciously on the table, making a "da da" sound. The rhythm was irregular, showing that its owner was not really willing to part with this woman.

Chun Yu Lu grew up freely in the palace, she was tender and tasty, and he really couldn't bear to let her go. He said that before because he was sure that Chen Ning'an didn't dare to take her away.

If he really left, he would be reluctant to do so. Besides, she was his woman, where would he, Ying Baijing, put his face?
"A violent aura flashed across his brows, and he couldn't help but draw the sword on the table and strode towards Chen Ning'an!"

"I regret this, you deserve to die!"

Chen Ning'an turned his head slightly. The Second Prince, who was free and no one dared to disobey, could not help himself, and his expression was almost the same as what he showed.

The sword was very unusual, with nightmare aura surging on it. It was a nightmare weapon made in the shape of a sword.

Without even turning his head, a nail flew out and hit the edge of the sword accurately.

"Ying Baijing, you are lowering your status by doing this for the sake of area."

He thought that all princes were magnanimous, but now it seems that he is not as magnanimous as Ying Qiongyu, or even Ying Wuyi.

"Can't cut it off?"

Ying Baijing's eyes turned cold: "My hands are still not so good after all."

He let go of the sword and said calmly: "Zang Wei, kill him."

The Tibetan Guards are a force similar to the Nightmare Armor Guards in Prince Chun’s Mansion in the Second Prince’s Mansion.

They are basically the subordinates of the lantern bearers of every major force, hidden guards, hidden outside the world, exposed in the murderous intent.

Ying Baijing's Tibetan guards are not ordinary. They have a fierce and vicious aura and are redundant from the battlefield.

Instead of the Second Prince's grip, a hand wrapped in black bandages appeared on the hilt of the sword.

The hand with the tip of the sword bent and went around the nail to cut towards Chen Ningan's neck.

It would be difficult for a normal person to deal with this move, the change was too flexible and too fast, and Chen Ningan was indeed unable to dodge it.

The sword passed across his neck, and his head was cut off cleanly, and even thrown high into the air due to the potential energy.

"what!"

Ying Baijing laughed loudly, but before he finished laughing, he saw the flying head looking down at him.

The eleven pieces of lead flowers seemed to weigh thousands of tons at this moment, and fell directly back to the neck with the head.

A tiny line healed quickly, and Chen Ningan felt a little regretful: "Your nightmare ability is more about cutting, rather than suppressing influence."

He looked at the man holding the sword, with a cold gleam between his brows, "Give it to you, it's a waste."

"boom!"

Thunder fell from the sky, and the lightning passed along the tip of the sword to Zang Wei's body. He couldn't hold it, and the sword slipped out of his hand as his body spasmed.

Chen Ning'an took a fancy to the sword, and he used his spiritual consciousness and Qi to focus on it, and soon took the initiative.

"bass!"

The cold light was so bright that it was impossible to open one's eyes. When one opened his eyes again, the Tibetan guard had been chopped into hundreds of pieces.

The flesh and blood inside the bandages had dried up, and the fat in the intestines had hardened, and the sounds they made when they were scattered on the ground were like pieces of wood.

"Thank you, Second Prince Yuan'an, for the sword."

Chen Ning'an bowed and smiled, then continued to walk out.

"Did your Majesty... let you go?"

Ying Baijing slammed the table and said, "What are you waiting for, you freeloader? Do you want me to call you?"

The moment the scolding came, the space in the mansion began to change, and the sky was gradually covered by haze.

The sky has changed.

Chun Yulu hid behind Chen Ning'an without saying a word, and didn't feel much about it.

There's something in the clouds.

It was vague, constantly shuttling and wriggling in the sky, and it was hard to see clearly.

Suddenly, Chen Ning'an took a step back, and a drop of rain brushed the tip of his nose and went up into the sky.

The abilities of lanterns vary. This time, the rain did not come from the sky, but from the ground. Gradually, the rain became heavier, and water droplets seeped out from the ground of the mansion.

They are endless, all going up to the sky, as if this is the only way to make things from the sky come down.

This is already the realm of light.

There was not a drop of rain around Chen Ning'an, all of it was separated, and only a huge figure could be vaguely seen.

"Ying Baijing, is this all your Tibetan guards are capable of? I don't have much time to play with you."

Chen Ning'an exhaled from his mouth, and strong wind and frost flowed between heaven and earth. This was originally an out-of-control ability, but after being contaminated by the nightmare aura on his body, it became unstoppable.

The raindrops on the ground were solidified by the wind and turned into hanging icicles, which became more and more.

The cold air spread and the sky and earth froze.

Even the things inside the clouds began to slow down and gradually solidify.

The sky will also be frozen and fall.

The power of nightmare spread, but suddenly, the rain and icicles from the earth to the sky shattered and fell endlessly.

This is the power of nightmares fighting against the thing in the clouds. At a glance, it turned out to be some kind of thick skeletal spine.

There was a spine as thick as a human waist, but the thing swimming around was not a living creature, but a corpse.

The rain on the ground made the corpse moist and also served as a bridge for the spine, falling from the sky.

It headed straight for Chen Ning'an, and all the icicles along the way shattered, and the cold could not be stopped.

Facing the attack that seemed like it came from outer space, Chen Ning'an raised his eyebrows, and the sword, iron nails, and a bone dagger beside him soared into the sky!

"when!"

The sky shook, and endless icicles broke and fell. The spine paused, and then there was another sound:
"Ding!"

The spine slowed down again, and there was another muffled sound. After it fell down, the momentum was gone.

He made direct contact with the top of Chen Ning'an's head, where eleven pieces of lead flowers locked the dragon of his spine.

"What a fake dragon."

Chen Ning'an saw the gaps on the spine. One was cut by a sword, half a finger deep, and the other was driven by a nail, which was now nailed in the center of the bone, suppressing the nightmare aura on his body. There was also a tooth dagger, which was made of the teeth of an unknown creature and broke a piece of the spine, creating the greatest credit.

The spine became weak and the limp tail vertebrae fell to the ground first, followed by a series of "crackling, crunching" sounds.

He faced Chen Ning'an, and there was a human face on him.

"you die."

The two stiff words seemed as if He had not spoken for a long time. This was not Xinliu, but a person with bones, a nightmare.

Unlike those new streams, the Nightmare Armor Guards are very difficult to deal with because you cannot kill things of nightmare-level nature.

Chen Ning'an didn't seem to agree. After his eyes glanced around a few times, they began to shine.

"What a strong bone."

The bones in his body were still very fragile, and the bone fruits he had eaten in the Chili Deng Realm were no longer strong enough to keep up with his current level.

That's why he was beheaded by the sword and even the Vajra Talisman could not stop him.

But if this bone in front of me were to be refined...

"Ying Baijing, thank you."

He smiled happily and took the initiative to pounce on the spine dragon!

This person wants to die.

The butler and his staff looked at each other and directly approached the real nightmare level, which often meant that they would never be able to be reborn, and being entangled was equivalent to death.

"This kid has something. He won't die so easily."

An aide said, "He will still struggle. Why not ask King Yuan'an to prepare some wine and enjoy his life."

"You have a point."

Ying Baijing thought about it, slapped his thigh, sat down and shouted: "Come and bring me some wine, and bring me some concubines. I'll invite my staff to have fun with me today."

They laughed and watched Chen Ning'an struggle with his spine.

Chen Ningan was also laughing, and he shouted in a loud voice: "Fire, fire!"

fire?
Talismans fell from the sky, igniting him and his spine, which continued to burn.

The flames blew away the ice directly. Chun Yulu took a step back. The rain did not touch her and flowed away from her.

The flames shot up into the sky, burning the world red, and soon wailing sounds were heard from inside.

When a living person is burned, he will definitely wail. Chen Ningan was no exception. He couldn't help but roar.

But even so, he did not let go, and burned in the flames along with the bones.

All along, he has been using the blood-eating and air-eating method to move with the wind, with fire as an aid and the wood talisman to restore himself.

However, the three elements of earth, metal and water are ignored and are of little use.

To deal with lantern matters, the metal method is sharp and useless, and the earth method is hiding, which takes too much time and is not suitable.

He did not delve into the water magic, but the water talisman was suitable for dealing with mortals.

But at this moment, his body was covered with water, earth, and gold energies in the flames, which were burned out together and he spontaneously resisted.

But this is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket. If he wants to waste his energy on a nightmare, he will be courting death.

"Scream louder!"

Ying Baijing picked up the wine glass and poured it into the flames, fanning the flames, and watched Chen Ning'an melt in it.

The temperature of his fire talisman was too high.

The bones were burned along with him, and impurities were constantly removed, causing them to shrink and become charred.

The lead flowers continue to suppress the power of nightmares, and the flames are getting smaller and smaller. Is it going to burn out?
"It burned too fast."

Ying Baijing was dissatisfied. He picked up the roasted lamb leg and took big bites of it, while letting a concubine continue moving under him.

The interest had just started, and now it’s gone?
He looked at Chun Yulu and said, "Come and serve me, just like you did at night, or I will throw you in and burn you together."

Chun Yulu did not answer, his eyes fixed on the center of the fire. The heat wave distorted everything, and the screams gradually turned into "ho ho", and in the end even the ho sound could not be heard.

Only the occasional "bi bo" explosion sound could be heard.

"The King calls you to come!"

Ying Baijing picked up the wine glass and smashed it hard on Chun Yulu's head. The jade wine glass shattered, blood flowed from Chun Yulu's forehead, and Chen Ning'an's protection was gone.

he died?
It felt impossible! Chun Yulu made up her mind and rushed towards the flames!

But as soon as she got close, she was knocked back by a single word and rolled over on the ground several times.

"roll."

A faint word, coming from the same person as the previous scream.

The flames that originally shot up into the sky are now only a few feet in size, and one can already see what’s going on inside.

One of them was holding onto something, which was wriggling madly.

The flames swept past, covering up the squirming things. Everyone subconsciously moved closer to see more clearly.

It became clearer again, and there was a body lying on the ground, trembling all over, being moved by something squirming.

It's blurry again.

"He's not dead." said an aide.

"No, he's dead. The bone dragon is drilling into that person."

Another staff member said that he could see more clearly.

"But wasn't that person burnt to a crisp? The bone dragon was burnt dry and shrunken into a ball. What a powerful flame."

"Stop guessing, someone, put out the fire."

Ying Baijing waved his hand, and naturally the skilled Tibetan guards took action, and the flames were blown away by a special wind.

Suddenly the vision became clear and everyone focused their eyes on a limp body on the ground, black and red, with a charred, cracked and bloody smell.

It was Chen Ningan. His hair and clothes were all burnt, and the smell of burnt food filled the air, making people's mouths water.

In one hand he was holding a lively spine that was sticky with tendons and blood and twitching constantly, and in the other hand he was holding a snow-white dragon bone.

Two spines?

"One of them was his own, and he pulled his own spine out alive?"

As the butler exclaimed, the thing that no longer resembled a human threw away the throbbing spine and slowly inserted the snow-white keel from the back of the neck.

The bones continuously emitted nightmare power, and the Vajra Talisman was also exerting its power, eleven pieces of lead flowers blooming with brilliant light!
Change bones!

The cracks and injuries on the burnt man's body were recovering rapidly, leaving the staff dumbfounded.

The second prince, Prince Yuan'an, Ying Baijing, was holding a wine glass, motionless, as if he was under a spell of immobilization.

The man recovered quickly, waved and casually put on Ying Baijing's long-distance running clothes scattered on the ground, and put them on on his own.

Covering up any human sense of propriety and shame, he walked slowly in front of him with his back strangely straight.

The squirming concubine dared not move. Sour yellow liquid and a foul smell filled out from under the table. Chen Ning'an did not see it and was almost face to face with the Second Prince.

He knocked on the wine glass, causing it to fall to the ground, but the Second Prince remained motionless.

"Haha, hahaha."

He laughed with his head raised, turned around and walked away into the air. When people looked again, they didn't know when Chun Yu Lu had disappeared.

The second prince still maintained that posture, but it was the crying of his concubine that brought him back to his senses.

"Is there really someone... so cruel to himself?"

He paused for a moment, the flesh on his fierce face stretched out, and he reached for the wine glass.

Trembling, the wine glass fell again, and he was shaking so much that he couldn't pick it up.

A thought spread in my mind, that person... is not an ordinary person.

(End of this chapter)