Bi Xia fixed his gaze, realizing that Li Han and Han Yue had already circled around behind him without anyone noticing, while Zhang Dafu and ng Han followed closely behind, Kai and AC started their attack from both sides.
Li Han stretched out his arms and smiled at Bi Xia and Xu Renfei, "Fei, Little Nine, hurry up and hand over the five secret scrolls, you can’t escape!"
Xu Renfei stuffed all the secret scrolls from Bi Xia into his own arms, shaking his head, "Absolutely not!"
Kai rubbed his fists and palms, "Co on Feifei, don’t struggle anymore, surrender quickly."
"Exactly, let’s end this gently, otherwise it wouldn’t be good to scare Little Jiu’er, right?" Ay walked over from another direction at this mont, followed by the stern-faced An Yi.
Now it could be said that all four routes were blocked. Bi Xia and Xu Renfei exchanged a glance, each seeing the seriousness in the other’s eyes.
Upon hearing Ay’s words, Xu Renfei exploded, "Little Jiu’er is my exclusive nickna!!! You’re not allowed to call him that!"
Ay raised an eyebrow, "Exclusive nickna? If you don’t let call, I’ll call it all the more, Little Jiu’er, Little Jiu’er~~"
"..." Xu Renfei expressionlessly rolled up his sleeves, "Co over here, let’s have a fight!"
Bi Xia, watching as the fight was about to break out over nicknas, calmly touched his chin, thinking that if this scene were broadcast, his own jealous king might explode...
Thinking about it, Bi Xia shivered, oh dear, better think about how to appease that jealous jar early.
"Watch out!"
With a loud shout, Bi Xia’s starry eyes turned cold. He grabbed Xu Renfei and pulled him behind him, tightly protecting Xu Renfei while swiftly dodging the sudden attack from AC. He watched alertly as the surrounding people seed to attempt a sneak attack while Xu Renfei and Ay were distracted by their playful teasing.
Xu Renfei, also startled, wiped off cold sweat with his hand, clutching tightly onto Bi Xia’s black long robe, pointing at the people surrounding them, "You beasts, bullying us two ancient people like this! Bullying us because we look good, huh!"
Zhang Dafu grinned, "Exactly, bullying you because you look good. Don’t like it? Hand over the secret scrolls!"
Bi Xia protected Xu Renfei and looked at Zhang Dafu, "How about this, what would make you let us go?"
Han Yue spoke up, "How about this, you sing the chant you just made up."
Bi Xia and Xu Renfei exchanged a glance, singing? It seed like they hadn’t heard of "The Eternal Chant"! This would be easy!
Bi Xia nodded, "Alright, I’ll sing and then you let us go."
"Whatever my wife says goes," Li Han imdiately nodded, "Okay."
The young lad stood with his sword, his long hair tied up, fluttering in the breeze and brushing against his cheek. His starry eyes narrowed slightly as he lowered his head, flipping his ink-black hair back behind him. His delicate face was indifferent and cold. He took out the five secret scrolls from Xu Renfei’s arms one by one and then put them into his own arms. While Xu Renfei watched in wide-eyed bewildernt, no one understood why Xu Renfei was staring at Bi Xia like that.
After arranging everything, the young lad took a deep breath, his red lips parted slightly, and he started singing cool and clear, "One sword to break the army, two three points, four wild spaces, five elents destroyed, six circles around to finish seven souls’ developnt..."
As the singing began, everyone was stunned for a mont. The young lad’s voice was hard to define, with a fine texture like a girl’s, yet it carried the magnetism of a boy. Occasionally, his voice was deep and hoarse, and when it rose high, it carried an impressive cold arrogance.
No one could pinpoint what category the young lad’s voice belonged to, but it inevitably intoxicated anyone who listened even once.
At that mont, another voice joined in, his pitch was high, filled with deep emotion, stirring sensations in one’s heart. The young lad’s voice followed suit, one performing the chorus and the other the lead.
Deep emotion carried a sense of unwavering resolve, arrogance carried the loneliness of a single figure.
"With one sword, demons and ghosts break ten thousand spells, rembering when you and I held hands to the ends of the earth..."
"No matter the hatred across the world, the mountains and rivers are picturesque..."
"Before the ten halls, you co to break through, let’s take a walk together. I won’t let tenderness wither and waste..."
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