novelraw Chapter 294 The Zhang Family is Here to Pick You Up
Chapter 294 The Zhang Family is Here to Pick You Up
Chapter 294 Coming to Pick You Up and Take You Home
Night falls outside the Duke of Heman's mansion.
Sang Qing keenly sensed the unusual atmosphere in the air, turned into the alley, and was startled by the scene before her.
"Manju?"
A slender, tall figure stood sideways to her, his delicate white fingers having just snapped the neck of the last person.
The man's eyes bulged out of their sockets in terror, blood spilled from the corner of his lips, and he let out a final, hoarse scream. As his fingers tightened, Sang Qing clearly heard the sound of bones breaking.
The pale moonlight shone into the dark passageway, illuminating more than a dozen corpses on the ground, their blood flowing freely. The scene was bloody and brutal, sending chills down one's spine.
But the man's face was truly exceptional, like a red spider lily blooming amidst blood. With a casual toss, killing was as easy and commonplace in his hands as cutting melons and vegetables.
Sang Qing's sudden voice made the man pause in his hand, which had just thrown the person.
Manju lowered her eyes slightly, raised her other hand, and pressed her temple in distress.
Tsk, I got caught red-handed.
Manju turned around, and the stench of blood rushed towards her from behind.
"Whoosh—"
Suddenly, a gust of wind came from behind Sang Qing.
As soon as Sang Qing turned around, the black tentacles swept past him, piercing his chest and freezing the two of them several meters away, dead beyond any doubt.
The two dead men were dressed in the same clothes as the dozen or so people on the ground, indicating that they had been lying in wait.
"It's not very safe for a little female to go out alone at night."
An androgynous voice rang in her ears as Manju spoke close to her ear.
Sang Qing suddenly jolted and took two steps back. "Don't get so close to me."
Manju stepped back, took out a silk handkerchief and slowly wiped the bloodstains from her hands, then smiled and invited, "Want to sit in the manor? I've dealt with everyone who needed to be dealt with, there are plenty of empty seats."
Sang Qing noticed the black scales on the back of Man Zhu's hand. Further up, the purple totem on the side of her neck looked even more eerie in the darkness, and a deep dark green flashed in her beautiful blue eyes.
She couldn't help but frown. "How come your riot value is increasing so quickly?"
It's only been a short time. He went from zero to over ninety, a feat that takes some people decades to achieve, but he accomplished in just a few months.
Seeing that Sang Qing was unaffected, Manzhu raised an eyebrow, then smiled indifferently, "Of course it's because my superpower is useful."
Sang Qing: "..."
Indeed, Manju's supernatural abilities are very powerful and practical.
Unlike Kunxi, who was weak for a week after just one use.
Unlike Shiying, it is not usually used.
No one else would have been able to so casually turn the Marquis of Heman's mansion into this state.
He's just a bit of a useless person.
If it weren't for Omia's intentional or unintentional hints, she would have remembered that she didn't see Manju at the prosecutor's office that day, which prompted her to come over. Given Manju's reckless and unruly behavior, the Duke of Heman's mansion was finished, and he wouldn't be far from death either.
Sang Qing followed Manzhu into the Duke of Heman's mansion. She had seen parts of the Duke of Heman's mansion in Manzhu's mental world, but the towering seven-story fountain had collapsed more than half of its structure.
Although the rubble was cleared, no repairs or reconstruction were carried out.
Manju changed into a clean set of clothes, still in purple and black tones. The purple dress was luxurious and difficult for most people to pull off.
But Manju's stunning beauty and temperament completely overshadowed it, creating a contradictory and mad feeling of unparalleled beauty and dark indulgence.
Although he was smiling, his eyes were cold; a single glance could bring deadly danger.
"Hold out your hand, I'll treat you."
Manju raised the corner of her eye, said nothing, and naturally stretched out her hand, her palm facing upwards, without scales.
Sang Qing's fingers did not touch Man Zhu's palm, but gently landed on her wrist, and spiritual threads entered her spiritual sea along the contact surface.
The situation was worse than she had imagined. Manju had repeatedly overused her powers, and it was no longer just a matter of her rage level being too high; she was now in a state of complete mental disorder.
Even if she had enough mental strength and her riot value dropped to around 80, she still couldn't shake it in the slightest.
Thinking of the favor he still needed to ask, Sang Qing took out a blood-red crystal and handed it to him.
"What is this?" Manju turned her head.
Sang Qing: "The eyes of the abyssal behemoth."
Manju paused, her gaze turning deep as she examined the blood-red, fiery crystal before her, and murmured, "No wonder..."
No wonder the sea monsters were rampaging during that time; he went to the lair of the abyssal behemoth but couldn't find a trace of it...
Manzhu looked at Sang Qing again with a more ambiguous expression. He took the crystal from Sang Qing's fair hand, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Give it to me? Shi Ying doesn't need it?"
The eyes of the abyssal behemoth, the abyssal crystal, are treasures even harder to find than white crystal.
It can not only nourish the spiritual sea, but also increase the upper limit of spiritual power, and has a miraculous effect even when the spirit is in turmoil.
However, the abyssal behemoth commands all sea creatures, and the ocean is a far more dangerous place than the forest. Historically, only a dozen or so abyssal crystals have ever been found at sea.
He said he would give it to her, but in the end, she gave it to him.
That's really true...
Ignoring Manzhu's teasing gaze, Sang Qing replied calmly, "He doesn't need me, he has me."
Manju: "..."
Tsk.
Manju tapped her back teeth and put the gem away. "Thank you very much."
Seeing that he readily accepted it, Sang Qing then brought up other matters.
Ask Manju to look after Renoir and make sure nothing happens to him.
Renoir was implicated by her and Shi Ying after all. Even though Shi Ying went to the palace to receive punishment, the Empress still had no intention of releasing him.
That night, the Empress temporarily mobilized the people from the Prosecutor's Office to guard outside the palace, but unexpectedly, after some negotiation, she let Shi Ying go.
"Also... use your superpowers sparingly." Sang Qing reminded him again at the end.
She didn't know if she would be able to return safely.
Manju stroked the crystal in her hand, her eyes swirling with countless thoughts, but she suppressed them all. Turning away, she only had a bewitching smile, tinged with a hint of helplessness, and said, "I understand."
Now that everything has been explained, Sang Qing should head back.
Do you need me to take you home?
Sang Qing looked puzzled, and after a moment of stunned silence, replied, "It should be... no need, Shi Ying is here."
Pushing open the door, I saw Shi Ying waiting at the entrance.
Sang Qing jogged over and asked in confusion, "Why are you here?"
Shi Yingxian glanced coldly at Manzhu, took off his coat and draped it over Sang Qing, his voice gentle, "Just got discharged from the hospital, came to pick you up and take you home."
Manzhu chuckled lightly and leaned lazily against the door.
Perhaps she's worried someone won't be able to get home tonight; how domineering!
Once inside the hovercar, Shi Ying continued to meticulously wipe her hands with wet wipes. Sang Qing let him do as he pleased and asked, "Are you planning to come with me?"
"Yes." The figure nodded firmly.
He was supposed to be discharged from the hospital in a few days, but he was really worried about not going with him.
No matter what, he wouldn't let Awan go on an adventure alone.
Sang Qing was still somewhat worried about Shi Ying's health, but seeing his insistence, she could only agree. She went back and asked Xiao Yuan to prepare some medicine to help him recover.
"Host, do you need an abortion pill?" Xiao Yuan asked hesitantly.