I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 398 A good show

The door is closed.

Pingxuan was pleased to see Qingjiu being punished, but his smile was cut short by a heavy slap.

His cheek burned, and before he could raise his hand to touch it, another slap followed, making him turn his head away again.

Showing the same ruthlessness.

Pingxuan groaned softly, her cheeks flushed red, her eyelashes drooping slightly, and she quietly endured it.

Seeing this, Yin Lanci reached out and tenderly cupped his face, looking into the young man's amber eyes, a strange red gleam in them: "Come, cry for your master."

"It hurts." The redness and swelling on Pingxuan's face subsided quickly, her voice tinged with a faint sob, a light layer of water rising in her eyes, her eyelids red, making her both pitiful and adorable.

"So beautiful." Yin Lanci squinted her eyes with pleasure.

Pingxuan met her gaze, the tears in his eyes gradually fading. Under Yin Lanci's gaze, his expression returned to indifference, his amber pupils brighter than the candlelight on the table: "Master, your disciple doesn't want to feel pain anymore."

It was clearly a coquettish remark, but the tone was completely serious.

Yin Lanci blinked slowly, and then, as if thinking of something, her cheek muscles twitched, and she suddenly burst into laughter without warning, her laughter maniacal.

Pingxuan looked at her with suspicion for a moment, and only felt relieved when she smiled and did not react otherwise. He pushed her aside, walked to the door, opened it, and said to the empty space, "It's done, come in."

In the shadows, Xiao Da looked at Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao closed her eyes and sensed for a moment before walking out first, drifting past Ping Xuan like a shadow.

Seeing this, Xiao Dachong's guards made a hand gesture and followed closely behind.

Inside the private room, Yin Lanci had stopped laughing, but she couldn't stop the blood from gushing into her mouth.

The ground in front of her was covered with large pools of almost black blood, emitting a strong stench. If you looked closely, something could be seen slowly wriggling in the gradually cooling liquid.

Seeing Jiang Yao and a group of guards enter, Yin Lanci narrowed his eyes and began to chuckle again, revealing his blood-stained teeth with blood foam: "My good disciple, you have really given your master a good show."

Pingxuan remained expressionless, crossed his hands and bowed to her: "Master's painstaking teachings are unforgettable."

Xiao Da glanced at Yin Lanci, who was laughing so hard she was slumped over the table because of those words, and asked Ping Xuan, "What did you do?"

“It’s just a matter of finding a way to add some things to my blood that will make the Netherworld Gu go berserk.” Ping Xuan said indifferently. “She can’t leave this private room right now. I’ve already sent everyone else away. You only have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.”

“That’s enough.” Jiang Yao walked straight toward Yin Lanci. Her eyes had somehow reverted to heterochromia, and strange blue lines crawled up her smooth neck and fair cheek, resembling dancing beast claws.

Yin Lanci's laughter gradually subsided, and he looked at her with narrowed eyes: "Junior sister, if Master saw you like this, he would be heartbroken."

She had the appearance of a man, but her voice was the gentle and graceful voice unique to women. The combination of these features created an eerie atmosphere.

But Jiang Yao ignored her. This time, she was determined not to give Yin Lanci any chance to escape.

Things didn't go quite as planned, but since it was in their favor, Xiao Da didn't say much. As previously agreed, he and the other guards covered for Jiang Yao.

As the fantasy play downstairs reached its climax, the cheers of the crowd soared into the sky, drowning out all the noise from the private boxes.

Ping Xuan stepped out of the private room, closed the door, and stood quietly in the darkness with his hands at his sides.

After an unknown amount of time, the door to the private room was pulled open from the inside, and a strong smell of blood wafted out. Then everything fell silent.

Ping Xuan's eyes flickered slightly as he turned to look, meeting a pair of heterochromatic eyes.

The owner of the heterochromatic eyes tilted his head and looked at him for a moment, then looked away and drifted out of Xiyuan like a shadow.

Xiao Da carried out a sack and nodded to Ping Xuan: "Come with me to see the Lord."

Pingxuan glanced at the sack, large enough to hold a person but completely still, asked nothing, and quietly followed him, her head slightly lowered, obscuring her expression. The guards scattered, and several signal arrows rose into the night sky, exploding into golden fireworks.

The people in Xiyuan thought it was some kind of extra program, and they looked up and watched happily, thinking that the county magistrate had really gone all out this time, with both a magic show and fireworks, and that this was a very sincere way to make amends.

Little did they know that the entire Xiyuan Garden had been surrounded by the garrison, forming an impenetrable fortress.

Outside the city, upon seeing the signal arrow soaring into the sky, Huang Shen gave the order: "Enter the city!"

The soldiers filed in and fought against the painless, humanoid monsters that seemed to emerge from the shadows.

A fierce battle, with blood flying everywhere.

Roars and cries echoed through the streets.

However, the message could not reach the heavily guarded Xiyuan Garden.

The spectacular illusion show sparked a new wave of excitement, earning thunderous applause and cheers from the crowd.

In box number one.

Xiao Jingfan kept feeding the animals.

They had already eaten dinner before entering the city, and now, not long after, they were eating fruit and snacks again. Chu Liuzheng didn't have Feng Jing's good appetite, and if the emperor continued to feed her like this, her stomach would explode.

Being a tool is fine, but it shouldn't lead to a work injury, right?

The reason is still eating too much, which sounds stupid.

Chu Liuzheng looked up at the person beside him, then at Huang Ting opposite him, and felt that this situation would continue for a while.

For the sake of her health, she had to save herself.

"Young master, the illusion performance downstairs is quite exciting. I've never seen anything like it before. May I go to the window to take a look?"

As if to complement her words, thousands of fire butterflies suddenly emerged from the platform on the first floor, fluttering their wings and flying in all directions. When they landed on people, they would immediately shatter into golden powder.

But if you raise your hand to grab it, you can only grasp at thin air.

At first, the people were afraid, but after realizing that they wouldn't be burned, they shouted excitedly, their voices rising higher and higher, echoing throughout the night sky.

Chu Liuzheng craned his neck to look out the window, eager to go over.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Jingfan knew that if he didn't release her, he would be scolded in his mind, so he nodded in agreement.

Chu Liuzheng immediately got up and went to the window, put one hand on the window frame, leaned over and looked down.

The performance on stage was going very well, and for some unknown reason, the bare stage suddenly conjured up a hundred beautiful flowers, and even had a fragrant aroma, making people feel as if they were in a sea of ​​flowers.

[Frog Fun, no wonder everyone's shouting so loudly! This effect is comparable to naked-eye 3D! How did they do that?]

Watching the illusion play was just an excuse, but once he actually saw it, Chu Liuzheng was completely captivated and desperately wanted to discuss it with someone.

Unfortunately, neither Feng Jing nor Chen Xing were here; one went to consult a fortune teller about their marriage, and the other stayed in the military camp to take care of Si Yue.

As for the others, Chu Liuzheng thought for a moment and decided to just watch quietly and enjoy this visual feast.

As she watched, she leaned almost half her body out, reaching out to grab the lush green vines that had climbed up in an instant.

Although she could only catch air no matter how hard she tried, she never tired of it.

Tongniang was worried that she might accidentally fall, so she walked over and stood beside her, ready to help at any moment.

(End of this chapter)