The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 129 Evil Spirit Master Deacon

"Phew, thanks for the reminder, brother!" Seeing that the "lively" crowd ahead had stopped looking, Gui Zhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling extremely guilty for his slip of the tongue.

Everyone knows that the two deacons are known for their eccentric tempers, often capturing living people to torture them, and they are extremely averse to ghosts and gods.

If anyone dares to utter even a single word, they're basically not far from losing their head.

"Ahhh...!" Suddenly, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and a scream came to an abrupt halt, startling everyone who was gathered outside the red line. They hurriedly retreated, but then a foot-stepping incident occurred, and two or three people fell down, causing the scene to gradually become chaotic.

"Shut up, all of you!" On the platform were two large tiger-skin chairs. One of the burly men sitting on one of the chairs suddenly slammed his hand on the armrest, stood up, and glared angrily.

With just this one loud roar, full of energy, he managed to intimidate all the powerful evil spirit masters present. Only one disheveled woman, swaying unsteadily, managed to stand up straight with her back bent.

"I can't believe it! You've suffered such serious injuries, yet you've managed to hold on until now!" Another person also stood up from their seat, clapping their hands in praise, and took a few steps to stand beside the burly man.

"However... the game ends here!" Yuan Xing glanced at her and snorted coldly. He was already furious that yet another lackey had died by the white-clad woman's sword, but he never expected that someone would dare to provoke him by clapping.

If the person clapping hadn't been his own brother, Yuan Xing probably would have already punched him.

"Ahem...!" The man who had been clapping awkwardly lowered his hands, looking extremely embarrassed. Yuan Ba ​​wasn't stupid either; seeing the burly man's displeasure, he immediately raised an eyebrow: "Brother, which of us should go first?"

"Haha! Since you call me elder brother, then I, as the elder brother, will reluctantly do my part and first teach this little wench a lesson for my second brother!" With a hearty laugh, Yuan Xing felt very comfortable and walked arrogantly toward the white-clad woman who was surrounded.

"Damn it! You got the better deal again, and you're still acting all innocent...!" Yuan Ba ​​gritted his teeth inwardly, but on the surface he wore a smile and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Despite appearing to outsiders as brothers working together in harmony, the Yuan brothers were well aware of the power struggles and infighting between them.

"So what if she landed a second earlier than me? What's she so smug about... what a piece of trash!" Yuan Ba ​​scoffed at the burly figure of the woman in white who was getting closer and closer, cursing her inwardly.

Twins! Who would have thought that the two people with such different appearances were actually brothers?

"Don't come any closer, or you'll die!" The beautiful woman in white, her face pale, trembled as she raised her purple frost sword weakly, threatening the burly man who was rapidly approaching her.

"Haha, little wench! You're at your last gasp, let's all have a good laugh!"

Yuan Xing rubbed his hands together with a wicked grin, his narrowed eyes darting back and forth over the woman's firm, heaving breasts, which were heaving even more with anger.

"Thank you, both deacons!" Upon hearing this, everyone present turned red in the eyes. The woman in front of them was absolutely the kind of exquisite beauty that could make people drool.

It must be said that these evil spirit masters were all very shrewd. When expressing their gratitude, they deliberately included Yuan Ba, who was standing to the side of the stands with an increasingly unpleasant expression.

Yuan Ba ​​originally intended to acquire the condenser after Yuan Xing, but Yuan Xing deliberately sabotaged it. After decades of fighting, how could he not see that Yuan Xing was using this to win people over and improve his standing among these evil spirit masters?

Bang~!

Just then, a loud bang suddenly came, followed by billowing cold air rising in all directions. The people who were gathered in a circle were startled and forced to take three or four steps back.

"Ah! Let me go...!" The woman in white screamed instinctively when the burly man who had been holding the sword suddenly snatched it away. Before she could retreat, her wrists were grabbed.

"Haha, little beauty! Stop resisting in vain!" The burly man grabbed her around the waist with one hand, and no matter how hard the woman struggled, it was to no avail.

Instead, during this futile resistance, Yuan Xing had already knocked the woman to the ground. What's worse, his burly body pressed down on her as well, completely disregarding the many people watching from the sidelines.

"Gulp...!" A chorus of swallowing sounds rang out as the thirty evil spirit masters held their breath, their eyes gleaming with the hunger of wolves. Judging from their behavior, this was clearly not the first time they had done this!
The sound of clothes tearing rang out, revealing a woman's chest, her face contorted in despair, with a patch of full, white skin barely concealed, stimulating the lust of many. Even those watching quietly were flushed and incredibly excited...

"Am I overthinking it?" Excited shouts and cheers continued to come from the crowd. Feng Ling, hidden in the shadows, murmured to himself, watching the noisy and rude scene with a fluctuating expression.

"Even if I die, I will never let you defile me...!" Feeling the tear in her clothes gradually widening, the woman in white turned ashen-faced, gritting her teeth as she uttered these words, each one filled with hatred that seemed to reach the bone.

A stirring rose in the black-clad man's heart, his entire being clenched suddenly, and an indescribable emotion spread through his soul.

"It'll be the same if you die!" Upon hearing this, not only did Feng Ling's expression suddenly darken, but even Yuan Xing's second brother and the evil spirit masters' subordinates' expressions changed.

As if remembering something, the woman's pretty face flushed red, and she burst into angry curses.

"Junior Brother Feng...!" A figure of extraordinary bearing suddenly appeared in her mind, even surprising the woman in white. She subconsciously murmured the name, and all her resistance stopped.

"Hmph! She even has a lover!" Yuan Xing's eyes flashed, and he rubbed the deep, fine bite marks on his arm that reached the bone with one hand.

He revealed a vicious look and said, "When I find him later, I'll make him crawl on the ground and bark like a dog!"

"Oh, really?" Before the woman in white could voice her sneer, a sudden voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Who...!?" Sensing the chilling aura emanating from the other party's tone, everyone felt as if they had been doused with cold water, their anger vanishing completely, and the noisy scene quickly quieted down.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the evil spirits who had surrounded the woman in white had all turned into solid, rooted blocks of ice emitting white steam, frozen in place.

"Bang!" The translucent ice sculpture, made of human flesh and blood, suddenly opened up a passageway...

(End of this chapter)