In a fit of anger, Lin Tian revealed his zombie true form, unleashing the full force within him without restraint. His fists ignited with purple flas, which then spread upwards, eventually enveloping both arms.
The Sword Spirit within him was imdiately startled awake, exclaiming, "Kid, what are you doing? You scared the hell out of ."
"If you don’t want to die, shut up!" Lin Tian snorted coldly.
The Sword Spirit was terribly frightened, muttering, "Alright, I’ll shut up, don’t get angry, anger hurts the liver."
Lin Tian ignored him and suddenly moved, rushing forward. With burning purple flas on his fists, he simultaneously struck the door with a loud "boom," causing the entire basent to shake violently. Items in the hall fell to the ground with a crash.
But the door was undamaged. A blood-red glow flashed, and Lin Tian was hit hard, the rebound force knocking him back into the hall, smashing into many things before coming to a stop.
With a huff, Lin Tian flipped up again, charging out without pause, and once again punched towards the door. As expected, the blood-red glow appeared again, and Lin Tian was once more rebounded into the hall.
This ti, Lin Tian was utterly shocked. In those two strikes just now, he had used all his strength, enough to send Xu Feibai flying, and few could withstand the power reinforced with Purple Fire.
The creator of this barrier must be stronger than , possibly a Second-level Green-eyed Zombie, or even... one of the four Zombie Ancestors! Lin Tian thought to this conclusion, his heart shaking wildly.
"Lin... Lin Tian, stop it, this Ancient Barrier you can’t break." Zhang Lingyu’s halting voice ca through.
Startled, Lin Tian realized he had been so focused on breaking the door that he hadn’t considered if he might have accidentally hurt Zhang Lingyu. He looked over to the sofa, seeing her still there unhard, and let out a sigh of relief.
"Lin Tian, co here." Zhang Lingyu called softly.
Lin Tian furrowed his brow slightly, walked over to her, and squatted down to look at her. Her face was flushed, her eyes dazed. The usually stern Heavenly Master Beauty was now radiant, making Lin Tian’s heart race.
Zhang Lingyu sat up slightly, looked directly at Lin Tian, and asked, "Do you like how I look now?"
Her beauty was natural-born, with a unique charm and an indescribable mysterious aura. Now without the shadow of a Heavenly Master, her alluring deanor was even more stunning.
Without any hesitation, Lin Tian honestly replied, "I like it, less of the Heavenly Master’s cold arrogance, more of a woman’s gentle allure."
"Then which version of do you prefer?" Zhang Lingyu asked again, seemingly lost in thought.
Lin Tian still answered truthfully, "Each has its own rits, I like them both."
"You scoundrel, you only know how to use sweet words to deceive ." Zhang Lingyu playfully scolded, but her face showed a sweet smile.
Zhang Lingyu was well aware that she could not avoid today’s ordeal. Even though she was a Heavenly Master, she was still a virgin, and in the face of such matters, she was more nervous than when fighting demons.
I have an inevitable divide with him, perhaps this is the only destiny we share in this life. Never mind, why care so much? Let abandon myself this once, without being a Heavenly Master, a zombie, without any family, just two simple individuals. Zhang Lingyu thought wistfully, unconsciously shedding tears.
The crystal-clear tears slid down her cheeks and also touched Lin Tian’s heart, each drop seemingly reaching the deepest part of his soul, unable to be erased for a lifeti.
Lin Tian reached out to tenderly wipe away her tears. Zhang Lingyu suddenly grabbed his hand, softly saying, "Hold ."
Seeing the bashful face of Zhang Lingyu, Lin Tian pulled her into his arms, her soft body trembling slightly. Lin Tian couldn’t help but hold her tighter, wanting to give this anxious and frightened girl more sense of security.
Zhang Lingyu’s body was soft as cotton, her hair emitting a faint fragrance, combined with her orchid-like virgin scent, a fragrance as sweet as heavenly dew, almost intoxicating Lin Tian at that mont.
Lin Tian reminisced about the past monts with Zhang Lingyu. At first, they were always at odds, almost bickering every ti they t. Even when fighting side by side, they hadn’t stopped, yet in this rival-like bickering, they gradually entered each other’s hearts.
"Lin Tian, remove the cara," Zhang Lingyu whispered softly in Lin Tian’s ear, infinite shyness in her tone, her orchid-like breath touching Lin Tian’s ear, stirring the strings of his heart.
Lin Tian freed a hand, casually grabbed sothing, and flicked it out. With a soft sound, the cara above shattered instantly. anwhile, Charlotte and Ai Wei in the villa hall were watching Lin Tian and Zhang Lingyu on the surveillance screen, but the screen suddenly went dark, leaving nothing visible.
"Lord, they destroyed the cara, should I..." Ai Wei frowned.
Charlotte waved a hand, saying calmly, "No need, we should give them so private space. Besides, without the cara, isn’t the audio system still working? Just listen to their voices, unless you wish to watch the scene."
"Lord, I’m not interested," Ai Wei replied seriously.
"One day, you will be interested," Charlotte said with a slight smile.
At this mont, in the basent living room, Zhang Lingyu had almost lost her clarity, her eyes were completely dazed, her hands groping randomly over Lin Tian.
Strangely, Lin Tian’s eyes were clear, his hands not moving at all. He glanced at a corner of the living room, where the audio monitor of the surveillance system was hidden. Although well concealed, Lin Tian had already used his x-ray vision to discover it, yet he had not destroyed it.
"Lingyu, do you trust ?" Lin Tian suddenly asked.
Zhang Lingyu pressed down her agitated mind with her last bit of clarity, looked at Lin Tian with soft eyes, and said, "You rascal, at this mont, of course, I trust you."
"Very well, today just leave yourself to ." Lin Tian said aningfully. In the villa hall, Charlotte heard their last conversation, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.
Lin Tian carried Zhang Lingyu, taking her back to the bedroom and laid her on the soft bed.
A few minutes later, Zhang Lingyu’s cries echoed from the bedroom, as if in a trance, like a dream, like a song, rising from suppressed to high notes, occasionally interspersed with Lin Tian’s muffled groans, akin to a soul-stirring duet symphony.
This "symphony" was transmitted through the audio monitoring system to the villa hall, reaching the ears of Charlotte and Ai Wei. Even through layers of stone walls, dozens of ters underground, under the rendering of the "symphony," even the villa hall seed to be shrouded in a kind of rose red.
The two won quietly listened, their thoughts unknown.
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