Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 464 A human head as a gift, an unwelcome guest arrives.

"No spirit essence? So you're considered human, not demon..."

In the golden wedding car, Liu Sheng glanced at the stinking flying zombie skeleton, waved his hand, and signaled Old Xiong to move it aside.

He then summoned the Cold Prison Crow and ordered it, along with the Six Poisonous Evil Dragons and the Purple Thunder Jade Spirit Rhinoceros, to destroy the corpses and erase all traces.

The flying zombie's body is even harder than spirit iron, and this thing was originally formed from a corpse that had been transformed into a demon. If you leave its whole body, who knows if it will come back to life in the future?

The safest course of action is to grind it to dust.

Soon, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sea of ​​clouds, and the wind howled as two kinds of fireworks, hot and cold, shone brightly.

It took almost half an hour to completely obliterate Huo Li's remains, leaving only his head.

"That's not enough. Killing Huo Li will surely incur the wrath of the Heavenly Corpse Sect. To avoid their retaliation, it would be better to wipe out that group of corpse demons..."

Liu Sheng carefully examined the area, then looked away, glanced at the slightly paler sky, and patted his forehead:
"Hurry up and leave, don't be late!"

"hold head high!"

The wicked dragon incarnation, which had transformed into the appearance of the Xuan Shui Qing Qiu, couldn't help but roll its eyes, let out a long hiss, and immediately pulled the golden chariot away on a cloud.
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At dawn, at the Du family mansion.

Du Xingheng maintained a smile, but it was somewhat forced, and the worry in his eyes was hard to hide.

Du Xingwu clenched his fists, his face tense, and drank one glass of wine after another. If it weren't for the guests present, he probably would have been unable to sit still long ago.

Other key members and high-ranking officials of the Du family were also extremely anxious, looking around frequently and calling over the etiquette officer to inquire.

The 34 absent families were already an hour or two late. Whether they encountered danger on the way or changed their minds at the last minute, it was no different from slapping the Du family in the face.

At this moment, the guests in the mansion seemed to sense the heavy atmosphere, and they all fell silent, exchanging glances with each other.

Shock, astonishment, doubt, worry, ridicule, and schadenfreude were all present, making the atmosphere increasingly strange.

For a moment, the entire Du family mansion fell silent, a stark contrast to the lively scene inside, which was adorned with red decorations and colorful streamers.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, and sweat beaded on many people's foreheads, until—

"The Fang family from Pinggu have come to wish the Du family of Bohai many happy returns of the day. We have brought thirty-two gifts with us, and hope that the Du family members will not find them too much..."

Upon hearing "Fang family of Pinggu," Du Xingheng and the others breathed a sigh of relief, which eased the atmosphere in the house considerably.

This family was one of the thirty-four that arrived late, the local tyrant of Pinggu County, and a staunch supporter of the Bohai Du family.

But which member of the Fang family is speaking? Why does their voice sound so unfamiliar, and even carries a hint of mockery? It's quite impolite!

Just as Du Xingheng and the others began to have doubts, a series of sharp, piercing sounds rang out, tearing through the night sky with a "whoosh" sound.

In an instant, round, spherical objects descended from the sky and landed in the courtyard, piling up in heaps, emitting a pungent, fishy stench!

What were there were bloody human heads, their faces still bearing the terror and agony of their deaths.

They were stacked on the ground one after another, exactly thirty-two in total, not one more and not one less, forming a small "jingguan" (a mound of skulls).

It complements the surrounding red lanterns, red bat decorations, festive couplets on the door frame, and large red "double happiness" characters, creating a charming scene.

They were all bright red, a pure, frightening, and unsettling red.

"It is the head of the Fang family of Pinggu... Fang Lin, his brother Fang Xiu, his sons Fang An and Fang Ping, and his daughter Fang Shu..."

Among the guests, someone exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the heads, but their voices grew softer and softer, and they trembled violently.

For this wedding of Du's daughter, Pinggu Fangshi, as Du's loyal younger brother, brought almost all the clan's elite members and main heirs to attend.

As a result, they wiped them all out!
This behavior is a blatant disgrace to the Du family, clearly indicating a fight to the death!
"call……"

Du Xingheng clenched his fists tightly, exhaled a breath of stale air, regained his composure, and ordered in a deep voice: "Guards, escort the Fang family members away and make proper arrangements for them. Do not neglect them!"

A servant of the Du family responded and, under the steward's direction, stepped forward to prepare to move the severed heads and clean up the scene.

Stay calm and composed in the face of adversity.

The guests glanced at Du Xingheng with complicated expressions, nodding in agreement, while some others had a glint in their eyes, looking on with a half-smile, as if they were watching a good show.

"We look forward to the arrival of the He family, and we bring twenty-five gifts to wish the Du family of Bohai many happy returns of the day..."

At that moment, another voice rang out in the night sky, as if it were holding a megaphone, yet its breath was long and its words were clear.

No sooner had he finished speaking than another shower of heads fell into the courtyard, twenty-five heads piled up into a small mound of heads, the stench of which was overwhelming.

Before Du could respond, another voice came:
"The Xin family of Fuyang has come with forty-two or forty-five gifts to wish the Du family of Bohai many happy returns of the day!"

Amidst the familiar "rain of heads," the fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth... numbers began to ring out.

"The Guo family of Ying County has come with seventeen gifts to wish the Du family of Bohai many happy returns of the day!"

"The Qu family of Gaole has come with thirty-seven gifts to wish the Du family of Bohai many happy returns of the day!"

"The Tong family of Xiangping has come with twenty-three gifts to wish the Du family of Bohai many happy returns of the day!"

……

Congratulations came in waves, and heads rained down incessantly.

Before long, the once spacious courtyard was filled with small mounds of Jingguan, exactly thirty-four in total, standing in the center of the courtyard and blocking the way.

If this isn't addressed, the bride won't be able to leave the house at all.

The number of heads piled up in each mound varied, resulting in a staggered arrangement of heads, each a distorted, bloody, and unseeing dead face.

She looked helplessly at the guests in the room, as if silently pleading—

You... will be just like us!
For a moment, the atmosphere inside the Du family mansion turned icy cold, devoid of any of the liveliness and joy of a wedding banquet.

The Du family is the current ruler of Youzhou. Even though their foundation is not as strong as that of the Gongsun family, they still have a deity guarding them, so their strength should not be underestimated.

This is also why more than ninety organizations sent people to support the event.

Since the person who came dared to cause trouble at this time and trample on the Du family's dignity, he must be confident, and quite confident at that.

There must be a deity presiding over it!

When gods fight, mortals suffer...

An old saying spontaneously came to mind for all the guests, and their faces turned bitter.

If I had known, I would never have come, but if I hadn't come, I would have offended the Du family!
If you don't have the strength, you'll be stuck on two fronts.

Weakness is the original sin.

We must proceed with caution today, otherwise...

They glanced discreetly at the rows of mounds of Jing, then lowered their heads.

"Whether you are a guest or an unwelcome guest, you are still a guest. I, the Du family, will accept these gifts. I would like to invite you all to show yourselves and have a drink of celebratory wine to fulfill our proper etiquette before we discuss our grievances."

Du Xingheng flicked his sleeves, his voice resounding in all directions. His true energy surged, manifesting aura, and a surge of pure energy rose up and gathered on the top of his head.

Tongxuan, the Primordial Qi!
(End of this chapter)