Suddenly, the Queen's palm exploded, emitting a blinding burst of fire. She directed the orbs of light toward the light barrier, where they burst into layers of sparks, as if they were stuck to the barrier, burning incessantly without extinguishing or falling, as if they had come to life.
Luo Zhiheng felt that the ball of light looked familiar, and the flames on it were also familiar. Suddenly, she remembered that night three years ago, wasn't this the same kind of inextinguishable fire in Prince Mu's outer courtyard?!
Luo Zhiheng was a little stunned. The answer to who set the fire three years ago was now clear to her.
While she was still in a daze, the King's body fell again. This time, the King fell very fast and showed no signs of stabilizing. Luo Zhiheng anxiously helped Madam Huoyun to her feet and asked urgently, "Is Aunt injured?!"
The two men had solemn expressions when suddenly a gust of wind swept past them, rushing towards the rapidly descending King.
In a flash of lightning, Luo Zhiheng seemed to see a magnificent scene of a roc spreading its wings, soaring proudly from the low sky and swooping down to take off!
The man spread his arms and flew straight up, grabbing the king's waist with one hand and carrying him in a magnificent spin as they flew straight down face-first.
"It's the Poison Saint!" Luo Zhiheng was overjoyed. For the first time, she realized that this seemingly weak and effeminate Poison Saint also had such a manly side! This was a true hero saving a damsel in distress. No wonder the King of the World always said that the Poison Saint was a secret weapon. With a secret weapon, this one move alone was beautiful and stunning enough.
The King of the World also looked at the Poison Saint, noticing his handsome chin taut and a smile appearing on his pale face, full of tenderness and admiration. He said, "My man is so handsome. What would I have done if you hadn't come? Luckily you're here, Brother Yun!"
Poison Saint's face was covered in frost, and when he heard the World King speak in such a soft, tender, and almost coquettish tone, his handsome flying movements suddenly veered off course, and the two of them almost fell to their deaths due to the flight error!
Poison Saint's face grew even colder, and he grinned maliciously through gritted teeth, "Don't say that. Aren't you still the queen even when I'm not by your side? You must be so depressed and tired when I'm with you. If I hadn't just left, I wouldn't be back now."
The World King loved Poison Saint's quirky personality. Even when she was injured, she couldn't resist teasing him. Seeing that he was still angry, she didn't say much, but just murmured something like aggrievedly: "It's a good thing you didn't come back when those demon minions were insulting and teasing me, or I would have killed myself!"
Upon hearing this, the Poison Saint immediately raised his eyebrows, his eyes widening as if his fur had been standing on end, and roared, "They dare to flirt with you? Damn it, I'll kill them all!!"
The moment the two landed, before Luo Zhiheng could even feel joy, she saw and heard the Poison Saint's terrifyingly furious expression and boastful words, and she stopped in her tracks in fright.
The Poison Saint immediately flew back after releasing the World King. Luo Zhiheng asked worriedly, "Is it alright to just let him go back like this?"
Although the King was injured, it wasn't too serious. He laughed nonchalantly, "She needs to build up her anger. Without anger, there's no motivation. You'll see what it means to explode from frustration this time. Remember to open your mouth wide and cover your ears later."
Luo Zhiheng was incredibly curious. What exactly was the Poison Saint planning to do? But she soon found out.
Poison Saint wanted to curse those demons for three hundred rounds, but then he thought he couldn't show too much concern for the World King, otherwise he would lose face. But he really did care about the World King. He cursed a few times, but the demons didn't respond. Poison Saint assumed they disdained to talk to him, and his anger intensified. He pointed at them and screamed, "You little brats, I'm going to shake you to death!!"
The demons were almost completely surrounded by people blocking the crack. They couldn't let go either. The group looked at the Poison Saint, thinking that this clown was not worth mentioning. But the next moment, their expressions changed drastically. Their mouths twisted and their eyes slanted. They trembled all over, their bodies went numb, blood flowed from their seven orifices, and their faces turned ashen.
Poison Saint opened his mouth wide, as if air was slowly entering his mouth and then his stomach. His stomach grew larger and larger, like an air bag, and his handsome face began to distort. Then he gathered his strength and let out a huge roar that shook the capital!
538 The Poison Saint's Great Wish! Recognizing a Father on the Eve of Battle!
Updated: 2014-01-07 15:04:33 Word Count: 4607
roar!
This roar was incredibly powerful, as if it could swallow mountains and rivers. It seemed as if the Poison Saint's mouth exploded, releasing a huge shockwave that crashed directly into the light barrier. The light barrier paused its color-changing process for a moment, then with a loud hum, light burst forth, and the Poison Saint's voice shot out along the crack.
Bang bang bang!!
The demons had no time to dodge and were all sent flying by the power of the roar. They were like kites with broken strings, swaying in the air before crashing to the ground, coughing up blood, their eyes rolling back, motionless and their fate unknown.
The attack was fierce, sudden, and unbelievable. Luo Zhiheng stared wide-eyed in shock, her mouth agape, her mind blank. She could only wonder if the Poison Saint had taken some kind of superpower pill, or if he had suddenly been possessed by a god. How could he be so powerful?!
The King helped Luo Zhiheng close her chin from under her veil, and smiled with pride, "How about it? Isn't my secret weapon amazing? Stunning, right?"
"It's absolutely amazing!" Luo Zhiheng found her voice, but it was so rapid that she coughed. After recovering, she grabbed Shi Wang's hand and said in surprise, "It's incredible! These old men have suddenly become so powerful? Did you teach them martial arts, Aunt? What kind of skill is this? Just a roar has such tremendous power?"
"It wasn't me who taught him; it's all thanks to you. Lou Yun has always been a lazy person, and I've protected him like a precious jewel. Plus, he's of noble birth and somewhat detached from worldly affairs. These factors have made him lose his sense of crisis. For the past few years, he's been trying every possible way to 'wake up' that imposter of yours, constantly running around, encountering countless dangers and battles along the way. Once, he was almost captured and forced into marriage as a bandit's wife." The King spoke through gritted teeth.
Luo Zhiheng looked at her amusedly. The Prince of Shi, not feeling embarrassed at all, continued, "Perhaps that incident hurt his pride too much, so he became very determined to improve himself. He sought out all sorts of martial arts to learn, looking for one that was quick to learn and extremely powerful. In the end, he chose the Limitless Dragon Roar Technique. After practicing for more than a year, he has mastered it quite well. However, very few people know about this extremely powerful martial art."
"So you're saying this is a secret weapon? It really is a very secret and powerful weapon," Luo Zhiheng said with a smile.
The King smiled as he looked at the Poison Saint in mid-air and said casually, "He's still a man after all, and he has his own chauvinism. He should be allowed to play the hero sometimes. Otherwise, what if he really gets tired of me one day? After all, I'm much older than him."
Luo Zhiheng's smile froze. The King spoke casually, but in reality, he also had his helplessness and worries. The King cared too much about the Poison Saint, so he would always try to do things to please him.
It's no wonder that Poison Saint is short-tempered and in a bad mood. After all, he's a man. How could any man stand being treated like a male concubine every day?
The Poison Saint gracefully landed in mid-air, truly a handsome young man, as elegant as a dragon and as swift as a startled swan. Unfortunately, his expression turned sour the moment he saw Luo Zhiheng. His beautiful eyes seemed to be hooked as he coldly stared at Luo Zhiheng, displaying the intense hatred and hostility of rivals meeting in love.
Luo Zhiheng couldn't deny that sometimes she was a cunning and mischievous woman! She was originally quite happy about the Poison Saint's glorious moment and even wanted to recognize him, but the Poison Saint's hostility was too obvious. Luo Zhiheng immediately changed her mind and decided not to tell the Poison Saint her true identity. She wanted to make the Poison Saint anxious, glare, and be jealous all he wanted!
"What are we going to do now?" Luo Zhiheng deliberately hooked her arm around the King's, asking affectionately and dependently, while giving the Poison Saint a provocative look. There was no way she could be nervous; with the Poison Saint, this clown, here, and the King, her powerful backer, she couldn't possibly be nervous even if she wanted to.
Upon seeing Luo Zhiheng's appearance, the Poison Saint immediately cursed inwardly: "Vixen!" But then he thought that the Prince was also a woman, and his displeasure lessened a little. After all, the Prince did not like women, that was absolutely true. Didn't he see that damned Prince staring at him lecherously all day long, touching him inappropriately day and night? He had never seen such a shameless lecherous woman!
The King said gently, "Don't be afraid, I'm here for you." She instantly understood what Luo Zhiheng meant and was happy to cooperate with her. Normally, it would be extremely difficult for her to see Lou Yun jealous, but now she could finally enjoy it.
Poison Saint's face immediately darkened even further.
Luo Zhiheng chuckled inwardly, but her injuries prevented her from moving too much. The pain reminded her of her current predicament, and she said with a slightly grave expression, "What are we going to do? We're safe for now, but their people are guarding outside, and this light barrier can't disappear, so we still can't get out. What if the Great Demon King comes back later?"
The King also suppressed his smile, looking up with a deep gaze, and slowly said, "Those people are probably either dead or seriously injured now. I'll try to continue ramming those light barriers. The idea of going out through the door is impossible now. If Yun'er could go out through the door, she wouldn't have to come back. I'll continue ramming through that crack."
The Poison Saint finally found a chance to speak and immediately said sarcastically, "You really are willing to sacrifice your inner strength for this girl. Fine, you go ahead and I'll lend you the favor. After we get out, I'll cut you in two with one stroke. That's what you owe me."
The World King glanced at the Poison Saint with a smile, showing no anger whatsoever. His gaze was as if he were looking at someone he cherished to the core. The Poison Saint's heart pounded under the World King's blatant, burning gaze. He felt a mixture of joy and annoyance, and was also uneasy because he couldn't understand what the World King was thinking. Impatiently, he snapped, "What are you looking at! I have nothing to do with you anymore! If you keep looking at me with that disgusting gaze, I'll gouge your eyes out and use them as a ball to stomp on!"
The King of the World was still not angry. He forcefully pulled the Poison Saint over and kissed the Poison Saint's mouth, which was full of vicious words. He kissed the Poison Saint as if he wanted to devour him alive. The scene was so intense that Luo Zhiheng couldn't help but blush and look away.
This is absolutely thrilling! Could the Queen possibly be any more wild, romantic, passionate, and fiery? In broad daylight, in front of everyone, she dared to stage such a steamy scene. Luo Zhiheng thought of Mu Yunhe, and of a similar moment between her and Mu Yunhe, and her eyes dimmed.
Those past memories now seem like fragments, treasured in my memory, so precious, yet so heartbreaking.
"Qin Yinshi, you son of a bitch..." Poison Saint shoved Shi Wang away viciously, unleashing a torrent of angry curses, but he didn't actually hit Shi Wang. However, his flushed face, spring-like eyes, and weak body betrayed his true thoughts. He probably also enjoyed Shi Wang's domineering and affectionate kiss! Although he felt embarrassed, he still couldn't bear to lay a finger on Shi Wang.
"Protect her well, I'm entrusting her to you. If anything happens to her, I'll make sure you never get out of bed again!" The King ignored the Poison Saint's shouts and curses, and pulled Luo Zhiheng into the Poison Saint's arms.
Upon hearing this, the Poison Saint's handsome face immediately turned ashen and twisted. He looked at the soft little one in his arms like a venomous snake, not daring to even touch her. He angrily cursed, "Why should I be responsible for your romantic entanglements? Why should I be responsible for this girl? Qin Yinshi, you've gone too far! You're fickle and greedy, you'll be childless..."
The Poison Saint spoke recklessly, and this time the World King looked at him with an exceptionally serious gaze and said, "Don't let me hear the word 'childlessness' again. You should know that only you are qualified to have my children with me. What will happen to you if I want to be childless?"
Although she knew the Poison Saint was only saying that out of anger, the Queen still felt uneasy. She knew she was getting old, and having children was almost impossible. The Silver Moon Kingdom could grant eternal youth, but it couldn't alter the natural cycle of life. She might never have a child in this lifetime, but Luo Zhiheng was her only hope, and she didn't want the father of her child to curse his own daughter.
The King pointed at Luo Zhiheng with extreme seriousness and said, "Look carefully, I know we can't have any more children. This child will be our daughter, and she will be the one to take care of us in our old age and see us off in our final days. If you keep talking like that, you're cursing your own daughter. If you're not out of your mind, you should know to do this, right?"
The Poison Saint stared in utter shock, his mouth agape and eyes wide. He stammered several times before finally shouting incredulously, "What did you say?! Our child? This girl is for you to use as a child?!"
The king raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Otherwise, why do you think I'm being so nice to a little girl? She's your daughter too. If you don't treat your daughter well, be careful she won't care whether you live or die in the future."
After speaking, the World King flew away. The Poison Saint stared blankly at the World King as he flew away, then stiffly looked down at the little girl in his arms who was also looking at him. The Poison Saint's old, overly pampered, and fragile heart was instantly shattered into pieces by a huge blow.
He looked up to the sky and sighed, "Qin Yinshi, you son of a bitch! You actually played me!"
Poison Saint was completely played! The King didn't tell him his plans, causing him to suffer in vain jealousy and almost becoming enemies with his own 'daughter'. How could a wife play with her husband like that? How could a mother play with her daughter like that? How could a wife play with her child and her child's father like that?
Luo Zhiheng blinked her ruby-like eyes, her gaze innocent and naive, and asked hesitantly, "Don't you want me to be your daughter?"
The Poison Saint's fragile old man heart shrank immediately upon meeting Luo Zhiheng's pure and innocent eyes. He felt so dark, so shameless, so filthy, so scoundrel. How could he make things difficult for such a cute and pretty young girl? How could he have been so foolish as to almost hit her?
Attacking beautiful living beings is a sin against the heavens!
But incredibly, this girl is about to become his daughter! Suddenly, out of nowhere, he's inexplicably picked up such a delicate, beautiful daughter. It's heartbreaking!
The Poison Saint, still adjusting to the prospect of being a loving father, was captivated by his daughter's innocent, large eyes. He had never told the King that he harbored a deep wish: to have a sweet and adorable daughter, a comforting presence for him. He simply couldn't believe that all women in the world were as wicked and lacking in virtue as the King.
If he has a daughter in the future, he will definitely raise her to be a refined lady, a daughter of a noble family, gentle, kind, and understanding. He will make her the opposite of her mother, so that the King will see for himself what a proper lady is! He will also let the King know how a woman should behave!
Unfortunately, he never dared to voice his grand yet terrifying wish, fearing the King's beating. The women of Silver Moon Kingdom were treated like men; if he dared to raise his daughter like that, the King would probably beat him three hundred times a day, guaranteeing each beating would leave him red and swollen.
Now that he suddenly has a daughter, looking at her pure eyes and innocent gaze, he knows she is a piece of unpolished jade that needs his loving father to carefully polish it!
The Poison Saint's mentality underwent a complete transformation. His role, perspective, identity, and thoughts were all different.
Luo Zhiheng stared at the Poison Saint's face with deep worry. What if the Poison Saint's face became distorted after changing so many times? Suddenly, a chill ran down her spine; a bad premonition arose within her. She looked around warily, wondering if she had become prey being watched.
Poison Saint hugged Luo Zhiheng tightly, his arms stiff, tears welling in his eyes. Holding such a grown daughter in his arms before she'd even gone through infancy was truly unsettling. But he'd definitely be a good father!
"My dear daughter, what's your name?" Poison Saint smiled like a wolf in sheep's clothing, but his handsome face looked quite charming when he smiled.
Luo Zhiheng's lips twitched, and she asked dryly, "Didn't you dislike me? You were yelling at me before."
"No! Absolutely not! You must be mistaken, my dear daughter. Dad, Father, Father..." The Poison Saint said several titles in a row, but none of them felt intimate or unique enough. He had finally gotten a daughter, and he wanted everyone to know how close his daughter was to him.
Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "My dear daughter, will you call me your most beloved Daddy?"
Luo Zhiheng almost collapsed from weakness. Did it have to be so mushy? "My beloved father?" Poison Saint, how afraid are you that people don't know you have a daughter? She's your daughter? Luo Zhiheng didn't want to call him that, feeling it was a bit mushy, but Poison Saint acted as if he had received some precious child, holding Luo Zhiheng and rocking her back and forth, his eyes full of expectation, making him look rather pitiful and cute.
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539 The Dark Legion's Attack! Who has come this time?
Updated: 2014-01-07 16:34:33 Word Count: 3479
Luo Zhiheng felt like throwing up from being shaken so much. Was this guy really treating her like a baby, shaking her like that? She quickly said, "Don't regret it after you acknowledge me, being my father is a lot of trouble. There might be many dangers. Are you still willing to be my father?"
The Poison Saint replied without hesitation, "Of course I'm willing! As long as you don't go back on your word! Whatever trouble you encounter, your beloved father will take care of it for you, don't worry, my darling daughter!"
Who cares about the trouble? Let's just accept this daughter first. I can't let the daughter I've got slip away! Poison Saint was very happy. Not only did this girl fulfill his long-cherished wish, but she also removed the obstacles between him and the World King. No wonder the World King was suddenly so good to a little girl. This was truly killing two birds with one stone, no, it was a win-win situation.
Luo Zhiheng was also happy, but her little face was pale. She quickly said, "Alright, alright, you can be my dad. Don't shake me anymore, I'm seriously injured, it hurts a lot."
Poison Saint said excitedly, "Then my precious daughter, quickly call me 'Daddy' so I can hear it! Call me my most beloved Daddy!"
Luo Zhiheng was infected by the Poison Saint's excitement and eagerness. She felt that it was good to have another person to love her. Most importantly, she wanted to see what the Poison Saint's expression would be when he realized that his daughter was Luo Zhiheng after he had recognized her. He had been a close friend of hers, almost like brothers. It must be quite a sight.
"My dearest dad!" Luo Zhiheng called out obediently.
Poison Saint felt as if something had struck him, a mix of tingling, tenderness, and excitement, a hidden, unspoken emotion stirring within him. He seemed to choke up, his eyes red, gripping Luo Zhiheng's shoulders tightly until she cried out in pain. Only then did he snap out of it and burst into uncontrollable laughter: "Hahaha, I have a daughter! My daughter calls me 'Daddy'!"
Luo Zhiheng was utterly baffled and speechless at the Poison Saint's 'Fan Jin passing the imperial examination' behavior, while the World King, who was currently crashing into the light screen, heard the Poison Saint's shouts and a happy, satisfied smile crept onto his face. That feeling of fighting for the man and child he loved was simply exhilarating!
A deafening roar erupted, and before the World King and the Poison Saint could even feel more joy, they were stunned by the sudden appearance of complete darkness.