About five minutes or so had passed before Zhang Xiaohao’s figure erged from the alley.
As for the big man in black clothes from earlier, he had already been dealt with! His body had been dissolved by Corpse Dissolving Powder.
Once in the car, Zhang Xiaohao lay against Lin Xiaowen’s fragrant shoulder, confronting the worried gazes of the two won, he said, "It’s all right now, let’s go back."
"Mhm." Wu Qiaoqiao and Lin Xiaowen, the two won, sensibly answered with a sound and did not ask any further questions.
An hour later, Zhang Xiaohao dropped off Lin Xiaowen and Wu Qiaoqiao at their hos one after the other, declining Wu Qiaoqiao’s kind offer to visit her ho, and recalling Wu Qiaoqiao’s pitiful, enchantingly alluring expression, a wave of regret surged in Zhang Xiaohao’s heart.
If it hadn’t been so late, fearing to return too late and be misunderstood by Cheng Tianxue, Zhang Xiaohao would have done sothing to Wu Qiaoqiao without a second thought.
Walking on the way back, Zhang Xiaohao thought about it and decided to make a phone call ho to report his safety first.
With this thought, Zhang Xiaohao dialed the ho phone. The phone rang for a while before it was picked up.
"Hello, may I ask who’s speaking? Whom are you looking for?" As soon as the phone was connected, Sister Zhou’s voice ca through.
"Sister Zhou, it’s . Where’s Xue’er?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Oh! Is that you, sir? Aren’t you with Miss? I thought you were with Miss," Sister Zhou said.
"I had sothing to do tonight and wasn’t with Tianxue. By the way, Sister Zhou, isn’t Tianxue at ho?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Miss just called to say that she won’t be coming ho for dinner tonight. It seems she went to Mo’s Clinic to visit Miss Zhang," Sister Zhou said.
"Alright, I got it. Goodbye, Sister Zhou." After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xiaohao’s lips curved into a smile, and he thought to himself that the icy CEO was actually quite warm-hearted, and she really cared about her best friend.
Would she care for like this if one day I were sick?
While mulling over this, a very pleasant scene gradually appeared before Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes.
Himself lying sick in bed, with Cheng Tianxue like a tender little wife, attentively taking care of him by administering dicine; that gentle scenario, those watery expressions, were simply too lovely!
"Ah! Help! Sobody save ...quick, soone save ..."
Just then, a frantic, fearful cry for help along with the sound of fists and feet clashing ca from over the top of the wall behind the school up ahead.
"Hm? What’s going on? It sounds like a fight! Soone’s calling for help, I should go have a look." Zhang Xiaohao murmured to himself, then sped towards the source of the sounds.
In the grove behind the school, two Ancient Martial cultivators — one fat and one thin, both wearing bizarre outfits, with explosive hairdos — were viciously fighting each other.
Although both were strong individual practitioners in the late stage of Body Tempering, the fat one wielded a long spear and was clearly superior in martial techniques than the thinner one. He swung his spear in an airtight manner, with ruthless moves, apparently aiming to kill his lean opponent!
The thin one was not to be underestimated either, holding a strange serrated weapon. Although his martial techniques were not as advanced, his True Qi cultivation was slightly more profound, allowing him to defend impeccably for the mont.
By their side stood a girl, probably about eighteen years old.
The girl was 1.7 ters tall, with a beautiful appearance and delicate features: slightly protruding nose, vertical eyebrows, eyes like shining stars seemingly capable of speaking, dressed in a light blue school uniform skirt. On her refined pair of jade legs, she wore flesh-colored stockings and purple-red sports shoes on her feet, exuding a quirky temperant all her own.
Even as she lay paralyzed in the corner, the voice she called out with was so lodious and beautiful.
"Hmm?" Zhang Xiaohao furrowed his brow.
His gaze was fiery, but it wasn’t directed at the school beauty in the corner; instead, he was looking at her body.
Or rather, he was looking at her "Pure Yin Body."
Master Old Ghost had once said that a girl born in the year, month, day, and hour of Yin could possibly have a "Pure Yin Body." Girls with such a physique naturally carried an enchanting power; even if they didn’t try to entice boys, n would swoon towards them uncontrollably like moths to a fla.
If a cultivator could get hold of the Yin essence from within the "Pure Yin Body," they could easily break through any bottleneck they faced, regardless of their current realm.
With this thought, Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes blazed with an intense fiery light...
"You skinny dead man! You’re not my match at all. Get the hell out of here before I use my big move!" Fatty roared, thrusting his spear violently.
"Hmph! Wishful thinking! A Pure Yin Body is a rare treasure. Since I’ve encountered it, of course, I won’t just walk away! Besides, your cultivation is no match for mine; you just rely on your superior martial skills. Tonight, I want to see just how many moves you can withstand!" The skinny man said disdainfully with a cold sneer.
"It seems you are determined to oppose , huh! Since you’re wondering how many moves I can make, let tell you, it’s enough to kill you!" Fatty said with a dark face, brimming with murderous intent.
He shook the long spear in his hand and thrust it swiftly forward, with countless spear blossoms appearing from his hand, quickly lunging toward his opponent.
The skinny man was startled, confused by the sudden appearance of the spear blossoms; by the ti he regained his senses, it was too late.
Thwack! The black spear pierced his heart, killing him instantly.
"Hmph! With your ager skills, you dared to contend with and try to snatch the Pure Yin Body. You were indeed a bit too slow!" Fatty said proudly, withdrawing his spear.
Who would have thought that this trip to Nanhua City would be so lucky?
Even though he hadn’t gotten the two-thousand-year-old ginseng, he had acquired an even better Pure Yin Body. The urgent matter now was to find a place to heal his injuries, and then absorb the rich essence from within her body, making his breakthrough into the Foundation Establishnt Realm utterly unobstructed!
Picking up the rag on the ground, he wrapped his black spear, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked toward the girl in the corner.
"What are you going to do? I, I warn you not to ss around! If you co any closer, I’m going to scream!" Zhao Ling’er said in fright.
"Hehe... It’s so late at night, there’s not even a bird in sight, let alone a person! Go ahead and scream all you want! If one cos, I’ll kill one. If two co, I’ll kill a pair!" Fatty said with brazen arrogance.
"Help! Anyone! If you can drive away this ugly, fat, hateful old man, I’ll agree to be his woman!" Zhao Ling’er shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Haha... Stupid girl, now you can give up hope! I already told you, even if you scream yourself hoarse, no one can save you. Now do you believe it?" Fatty said triumphantly.
"Ah, sorry to interrupt, but is what you just said true? Anyone who drives away that ugly, fat old man, you’ll be his woman? Xiao San, you agree to that too?" Zhang Xiaohao ca from behind, touching his nose and speaking with a chuckle.
Who would have thought that by zoning out for a mont, he would stumble across a girlfriend, and such a beautiful girl at that, tsk tsk, Brother Hao’s luck is really not bad at all!
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