You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Xiao Xiong picked up the mop that Xiao Yao had brought in when he helped Zhao Xiaomei mop the floor, and Daiyu picked up a chair. Everyone was ready to fight and save themselves.

"Wife, protect yourself! If you can't bear it anymore, come to me immediately!" Xiao Yao shouted as he opened the bedroom door. A "corpse" fell straight down and landed on Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao pushed it open, and after seeing the face of the "corpse" clearly, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Isn’t this grandma’s best friend, old lady Jin?

The body of "Old Lady Jin" fell heavily to the ground, and then the "body" gradually disintegrated and turned into black smoke.

This slightly alleviated Xiao Yao's discomfort with "killing".

He looked up and saw three more people climbing up from the wide open window above the stone washbasin between the soap bars. They seemed to be his neighbors.

Zhao Xiaomei was standing in the soap room, maintaining the posture of making a phone call, with her right foot slightly raised.

Without thinking too much, Xiao Yao hugged Zhao Xiaomei from behind and threw her behind him.

"Ouch." He heard a girl's groan. Was it Zhao Xiaomei screaming?

Xiao Yao turned around subconsciously, only to see Zhao Xiaomei lying on the ground, still maintaining a rather strange posture, motionless, with the soles of her white socks facing him covered in black.

I must have heard it wrong, never mind.

When Xiao Yao turned to the window again, an old man from the neighborhood had already rushed in front of him!

Without thinking, he smashed the old man's face with the shield in his left hand. The old man turned into black smoke with a scream.

Then, the sword swept across, turning the remaining two shadows into black smoke.

Compared to the last time in Teacher Yao's hall, Xiao Yao could clearly feel that his control over the "Don Quixote" fortress had become several orders of magnitude stronger. Could this be what the voice on the rooftop just said, "Because of the deepened bond with partners, the ability is enhanced, which is the talent of the fool"?

In fact, the reason why Xiao Yao chose to leave the master bedroom and go to the soap room to fight, in addition to bringing Zhao Xiaomei in, there were other considerations.

The master bedroom was more than ten square meters, with more than a dozen people standing inside, and half of them were unable to move - not to mention Shen Jie's flames, even his own swordsmanship could not be used.

In this case, instead of staying in the room, it is better to take the initiative. At least there are not too many concerns among the soap slices, and you can show your strength more easily.

Xiao Yao raised the shield in his left hand, and the shadow of Don Quixote appeared behind him. A huge shield appeared out of thin air and blocked the wide open window. Suddenly, the entire soap room was dark.

He didn't know when he mastered this skill, but he just knew it instinctively and used it naturally, just like the day when he fought with the guy with the airplane head for Zhang Zhengkai.

Holy shit, this is awesome.

Xiao Yao, who discovered his new potential, turned around and prepared to seal the windows on Shen Jie's side. However, before his eyes could adjust to the darkness in the soap room, the room became bright again.

The door was kicked open, and the person standing at the door gasping for breath was none other than the unlucky uncle who lived next door and drove Shen Jie to the hospital that day.

"Uncle, it's me!" Xiao Yao said.

"Uncle" answered with a punch, which Xiao Yao blocked in time. The punch hit the shield, sparks flew, and even the shield was deflated.

Damn, this one is pretty awesome!

Xiao Yao protected his face with a shield and swung the sword in his right hand to attack, but the bulky guy shrank back like a ghost, and the tip of the sword only passed through air.

"Oh! It's on fire!" The boys and girls shouted from the inner room.

This arsonist! Xiao Yao turned his head and could see the fire inside through the crack of the bedroom door.

"Uncle" took advantage of Xiao Yao's distraction and punched him again with all his strength, forcing Xiao Yao to retreat step by step.

But the fierce attack also revealed a flaw, giving Xiao Yao an opportunity to take advantage.

Seeing another heavy punch from his "uncle", he did not block it with his shield, but instead raised his sword to meet the attack. At the same time when his left shoulder was hit by the fist, the sword in his right hand had already been extended to pierce his "uncle" chest.

With Xiao Yao's muffled groan and Yu Luying's cry of pain, Xiao Yao and his "uncle" fell down.

The punch was really heavy. If Yu Luying hadn't shared some of the weight, Xiao Yao didn't know if he could have held on.

But there was no time to think about it now, Xiao Yao quickly got up and struck while the iron was hot.

He grabbed his "uncle's" hair from behind and pulled him up, then pressed the blade of the sword towards his "uncle's" throat. When it was time to cut, he hesitated.

Finally, he simply swung the hilt of his sword and hit him hard on the back of the neck, ending the rather strenuous battle.

Xiao Yao tried to "seal" the door again, but found that he couldn't. It seemed that he could only seal one place at a time.

There was another banging sound coming from the shield covering the window.

Second Austrian.

Xiao Yao closed the door that was kicked open by his "uncle" and rushed back to the bedroom, enduring the burning pain in his chest.

The curtains were already on fire, and Little Bear and Cutlassfish were beating against them with pillows.

"Get out of the way!" Yu Luying shouted tenderly, spread her arms, contained the fire, and then gradually extinguished the flames with the coldness of her body.

However, only one third of the curtains were left.

As the flames died down, the shadows downstairs once again covered the windows. It looked like there were seven or eight of them stacked on top of each other, which was quite terrifying.

The little bear and the cutlassfish swung up the mops and chairs in their hands and smashed down two more of them with all their might.

However, a shadowy hand still approached Shen Jie's chest!

Shen Jie screamed and tried to retreat and dodge, but it was too late!

Just as the shadow's hand was about to pierce Shen Jie's chest, at the critical moment, a shield suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of the girl, blocked the attack, and then disappeared out of thin air.

Instead, Yu Luying and Xiao Yao both groaned and took two steps back.

It turns out that this move can protect teammates while transferring damage to oneself. Xiao Yao thought - fortunately, the plate armor on his body played a good protective role, so he only suffered this little damage.

It just makes Yu Luying suffer again.

"Be careful!" Xiao Yao suddenly shouted and threw the sword in his hand with force. The sword went through the chest of another shadow and fell to the ground with a crisp sound as the other party turned into black smoke.

Xiao Yao stepped forward, protecting his front with a shield in one hand, and with the other hand he hugged Yu Luying from behind and pulled her behind him.

The softness in his palm made him realize that the position of the hug seemed a little delicate... but in such a hurry, he couldn't think about it.

Shen Jie also retreated behind Xiao Yao and took a short rest.

"There are too many of them, we can't stop them!" cried the little bear in horror.

"We're finished!" wailed Hairtail - even though he had some martial arts skills and could beat up people like Wang Ming, he had not yet awakened the power of his spiritual fortress, and in front of the shadow army, he was just a bug.

"Guan Te!" Xiao Yao scolded.

However, although he prevented Daiyu from disrupting the morale of the army, Xiao Yao knew that he was telling the truth.

What should I do?

At this moment, the statue of the Sacred Heart of Jesus that Xiao Yao had placed on the top of the cabinet and that Yu Bo had just given him began to emit white light.

The white light from the statue gradually grew stronger, making the whole room brighter. The shadows howled and dared not enter the house.

This gave everyone some breathing space.

Everyone confronted the shadows outside the window for a while, but they did not dissipate. Instead, the light on the statue dimmed a little.

"The statue seems to be unable to hold on. They are coming again!" the little bear shouted.

In an instant, the green filter disappeared completely, and the bright fluorescent lights illuminated the entire room again.

"Oh, oh, oh~ They say that in cities, women don't love bad men—ah? That's it?" Zhang Jialong continued to play music and dance, and then kicked Hairtail's leg: "What's going on?"

Xiao Yao glanced at the clock in the room. It was still ten o'clock.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding." It knocked ten times.

Shen Tianyun fell to the ground, and her cute little belly button was covered by her fallen top again.

Ouyang Qianqian finished squatting and stood up.

Yu Bo raised his head and took another big sip of wine.

Shen Bin continued to clap.

Outside the bedroom door, Zhao Xiaomei hummed, covered her forehead, got up again, pushed open the bedroom door and walked in.

"What happened to me?" Zhao Xiaomei said, "I was in the middle of a phone call when I suddenly fell in the corridor. Did I really drink too much?"

"Maybe." Xiao Yao said.

"What are you two doing?" Zhang Jialong asked puzzledly as he looked at Xiong Jidaoyu who was holding a mop and a chair.

"Ah?" Xiong Ji reacted very quickly, poked Daiyu's arm, and sang: "I can't understand it no matter how hard I think about it. Mom said that true love will be wonderful, but in the end I don't have a girl..."

While singing, Xiong Ji pretended to play the mop as a guitar, but Daiyu just put down his chair woodenly.

"What's wrong with this curtain?" Ouyang Qianqian asked, pointing at the window.

"The curtains... weren't they like this when you came?" Xiao Yao said quickly.

At this time, the door of the soap room made a "dong dong dong" sound again.

"It's over. I'm afraid we made too much noise and the neighbors came to our door."

Shen Jie ran to open the door, and less than ten seconds later, her uncle who lived next door came in with a big belly and a tray in his right hand.

There was a bottle of red wine, two or three side dishes and a steamed fish on the tray.

"Uncle, why did you come just now?" Shen Jie complained.

"Oh, we have to make a living," said my uncle, sniffing the air. "What are you little brats burning? Don't get into trouble!"

When Xiao Yao saw his uncle, he remembered the thrilling battle in the soap room just now and was a little scared for a moment.

"Young people only know how to eat hotpot, but they should also have some side dishes." As my uncle said this, he put the tray in his hand on the dining table.

Everyone looked at each other, too embarrassed to say, "We are full."

Shen Jie ran to the cake room and got a large piece of leftover cake for her uncle, while her uncle gave Xiao Yao a red envelope that was neither too thick nor too thin.

"Uncle, no, no, no." Xiao Yao declined.

This was not false politeness. Xiao Yao's financial situation was really different from before. He didn't care about these few hundred yuan. Moreover, he knew that his uncle was very hard working, driving a taxi from dawn to dusk.

"Here you go, just take it," said my uncle.

Xiao Yao accepted it reluctantly. Thinking about how he almost stabbed the man's neck just now, he prayed silently in his heart that his uncle would not be affected and do something stupid like Teacher Yao.

When the uncle found that there was another adult in the room, he nodded and exchanged a few words with Yu Bo, said "delicious food and drink" to everyone, and left Xiao Yao's house while eating cake.

"Why don't we just stop here today? It's already ten o'clock, it's getting late." Xiong Ji suggested.

"Ah? But we haven't played enough." Chen Lu said with a smile.

"Okay, it's getting late." Zhang Jialong covered his forehead in confusion: "I drank too much too. Is the bathroom this way?"

"That's a wardrobe!" Xiao Yao was horrified and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Drunk and blurry, Zhang Jialong stepped into the closet.

Xiao Yao, Shen Jie and Shen Tianyun were all suffocated in an instant.

"What? Is this a mirror?" Zhang Jialong's foot touched the mirror but did not go through it. He reached out to push it, but the mirror still did not move.

"What's wrong with you? You became like this after drinking just a little?" Chen Lu hurried forward to help Zhang Jialong out, and apologized to his host repeatedly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Xiao Yao was still a little frightened.

Everyone greeted Xiao Yao in turn, shaking hands or waving, and Xiao Yao and Shen Jie sent everyone downstairs.

"Bye!" "Bye!" "See you next time!" "Thank you for the treat!" Under the calm moonlight, everyone greeted each other and said goodbye reluctantly.

Who could have thought that just now, during those "ten minutes" when time stopped, the bright moon seemed to be about to fall to the ground, and the alley was filled with terrifying shadows?

Maybe they are still crowded in this alley, right next to us, but they are just living in peace temporarily.

Xiao Yao felt a little chilly.

"Student Xiao Yao, Xiaomei is going back now." Zhao Xiaomei ignored Shen Jie's presence and pulled Xiao Yao's sleeve while talking to herself.

"Ah, ah, goodbye." Xiao Yao silently pulled his sleeves back.

"See you in the literature club tomorrow." Zhao Xiaomei smiled like a flower.

"Okay, see you at the literature club." Xiao Yao said, "Dairyfish - wait a minute!"

Zhao Xiaomei finally let go of Xiao Yao's sleeve.

Xiao Yao grabbed the frightened Hairtail and brought him back to the room on the second floor.

There are still seven people in the messy bedroom: Xiao Yao, Shen Jie, Yu Luying, Yu Bo, Daiyu, Xiong Ji, and Shen Tianyun.

Everyone looked solemn and told Yu Bo about the horrific incident that had just happened.