239: Walk on the road!

Half an hour later, the Old Madman personally teleported Lin Zhao away.

Seeing the spatial fluctuations before him, the Old Madman's expression was incredibly solemn.

Wan Qing, standing beside him, also had a grim look on her face, "Old man, is the situation really that serious?"

The Old Madman pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know either. I just hope she can survive!"

The "she" he referred to was naturally Lin Zhao.

Then, the Old Madman looked up at the sky, "Celestial Aberration!"

Wan Qing was about to say something else when, in the next moment, the Old Madman's body trembled, and he reverted to his idiotic and dazed state.

Seeing this, Wan Qing sighed softly.

In fact, even now, she couldn't believe the words her husband had spoken.

That was the Ancestor Realm...

However, her husband's calculations had never been wrong.

Even for the most outlandish things he calculated, Wan Qing would choose to believe him.

Suddenly, she felt as if someone was touching her, especially some sensitive areas.

She looked down to see that it was the Old Madman's hands wandering all over her.

Just then, the Old Madman suddenly ripped open Wan Qing's clothes and began to suck at something with his mouth.

Wan Qing's body was already highly aroused, and with this, she had no choice but to resolve the situation.

So, she was about to take the Old Madman into the house.

Normally, the Old Madman would be lucid and mad in turns.

So, usually, when the Old Madman was lucid, they would... and talk at the same time.

Unfortunately, today, when the Old Madman was lucid, there were outsiders present.

However, a woman is like a wolf at thirty, a tiger at forty, and at fifty...

Her and the Old Madman's situation couldn't continue like this forever.

Waiting for the Old Madman to be lucid every time, she couldn't hold back.

So, she would also do this when the Old Madman was still mad.

Only then, everything would be led by her, for example, she would be on top...

That day, the reason Wan Qing let Lin Zhao go to sleep was because Wan Qing saw that the Old Madman had some 'stock' available, and she could enjoy herself, so she turned off the light.

"Alas~"

Wan Qing sighed softly, intending to take the Old Madman inside.

But she found that she couldn't pull the Old Madman at all.

Coupled with being aroused to the extreme, Wan Qing was also a bit impatient.

Fine, if it's in the courtyard, then it's in the courtyard. It's not the first time anyway...

To be honest, she quite liked being in the courtyard; it was exciting!

Thus, some strange sounds began to emanate from the courtyard.

"Interesting, it seems this is the place!"

A faint voice drifted into the courtyard, not loud, but exceptionally clear.

Upon hearing this sound, Wan Qing was instantly doused with cold water, her heart chilling by half.

Her previously flushed and hot state immediately sobered up.

She quickly pushed the Old Madman aside with effort, stood up, and tidied her clothes.

At this moment, a young man had already appeared at the doorway, quietly observing everything in the courtyard.

The young man was Chen De. Chen De thought for a moment; the image of an old man still didn't quite suit him.

In his previous life, Chen De was only a twenty-three-year-old youth.

So when Chen De came, he randomly picked a lucky passerby along the way.

Chen De stared intently at her, and Wan Qing felt an inexplicable chill in her heart.

Who was this person, to be able to find this place?

More importantly, the other party was able to arrive here without her noticing the slightest thing.

And judging by his demeanor, she didn't even know how long he had been there.

Thinking of this, Wan Qing said in a deep voice, "When did Your Excellency arrive? You came without a word, but stood there peeking?"

The situation was unclear, and the other party's strength was completely unknown, so Wan Qing dared not make a move first.

Chen De did not hide it, "I arrived when you two first started.

I saw you were having so much fun, so I didn't want to disturb you.

It's just that some of your postures were a bit too eye-catching, and I really couldn't help but speak up to remind you...

My apologies!"

Actually, Chen De was planning to show himself after they were done, because in such situations, people should understand each other.

So, Chen De observed everything with a scientific eye, a critical attitude, and a learning mindset.

Whenever new knowledge appeared in Chen De's mind, he always felt the poverty of his own knowledge.

Originally, everything was developing in a good direction.

But then Chen De took a look and thought, 'Damn, this is an old hand; if I wait, I'll be waiting until the seas run dry and rocks crumble!'

With that thought, Chen De could wait no longer and spoke up to offer a slight reminder.

Hearing that the other party had arrived long ago and watched from beginning to end, Wan Qing first turned crimson, then purple, green, and finally a little pale.

She knew that no matter what, her reputation was ruined today!

Chen De glanced at the courtyard, his eyes flickering as he pondered something.

A moment later, Chen De immediately had an idea, his eyes lighting up, "You two sinners, daring to harbor a devil child, this is already an unforgivable act.

And you openly indulged in debauchery in broad daylight, corrupting morals, truly an eyesore! You have already courted death.

Today, my Holy Mother Sect shall act on behalf of Heaven.

Take this!"

Wait, what?!

Wan Qing hadn't even reacted to what was happening when Chen De already slammed a fist into her stomach.

He sent her flying out in one blow.

Along the way, she broke several large trees and carved a deep mark in the ground.

Then she rolled on the ground, and after a few turns, she lay prostrate.

Seeing this, the Old Madman was no longer mad or insane.

His eyes turned red, and a chaotic aura emanated from his body.

Then, Chen De grabbed him by the hair and punched him next to Wan Qing.

Chen De had naturally held back, otherwise, they would have died in one move.

At this moment, the Old Madman had regained his lucidity.

However, he couldn't exert even a shred of strength.

Chen De's punch had instantly shattered all his power.

Now, he couldn't even gather the strength to stand up.

He looked at Wan Qing beside him, crawling towards her with great difficulty, reaching out to grab her, "Sister Qing!"

Wan Qing was also in the same state, crawling towards the Old Madman with immense difficulty, also reaching out her hand to him, "Old man!"

Just as their hands were about to meet, Chen De appeared before them.

He grabbed Wan Qing by the hair and lifted her whole body.

Wan Qing kicked her legs wildly, but it was useless.

The next moment, a terrifying pain emanated from Chen De's palm.

The intense pain made Wan Qing scream, her cries clearly showing a plea for mercy.

"Ah!"

"Kill..."

However, the word 'me' was cut short before it could be uttered.

Chen De's other hand immediately delivered an upward palm strike.

He instantly shattered Wan Qing's jaw and her tongue.

All that remained was her twisted face, pleading eyes, flailing legs, and grasping hands.

Chen De didn't like to hear screams; if others didn't know, they might think he was torturing people.

He, Chen De, would never do such a boring thing.

Beside him, the Old Madman, with red eyes and blood-tears, roared, "Let her go, you let her go!"

Splat!

Chen De threw Wan Qing down and, in front of the Old Madman, stomped on her head, exploding it.

Brain matter, plasma, and flesh splattered onto the Old Madman's face like a paste.

Chen De moved his foot away, and blood was gushing wildly from the neck of the headless corpse.

Lowering his head, Chen De looked at the Old Madman indifferently, "Let go, happy?"

The Old Madman was stunned. He stared blankly at the headless corpse, whose neck was still gushing blood.

Suddenly, he recalled the past, when he first met her.

He was dressed in tattered clothes, she smiled sweetly; he was sullen, she made him laugh; he protected her, and she protected him...

"Ah ah ah!"

In an instant, the Old Madman's aura also began to surge, clearly a sign of an impending breakthrough.

However, to Chen De, whether the Old Madman broke through or not made no difference.

Even with a breakthrough, he couldn't withstand a single move from that Black-Robed Figure, let alone him.

So, Chen De used the same method, grabbing the Old Madman by the hair and lifting him up.

Then, Soul Capture!

At this moment, when the pain came, the Old Madman finally understood how much pain Wan Qing had endured.

A moment later, after Chen De got what he wanted, he casually disposed of the Old Madman.

The Old Madman looked dirty all over, so Chen De looked around and saw a rather clean handkerchief hanging in the courtyard.

Chen De's eyes lit up, and with an outstretched hand, it floated over by itself.

Chen De simply wiped his hands and then casually threw the handkerchief away.

Coincidentally, the handkerchief landed on the Old Madman's wide-eyed, twisted face.

Chen De paid no attention to this; he hadn't done it on purpose.

Then, taking a step, Chen De vanished from the spot.

...

Lin Zhao stood in an unfamiliar territory. According to Senior Zhou, she had been sent to Zhongzhou.

Only Zhongzhou truly had the strength to protect her.

To be safe, she was sent to the sphere of influence of one of the Eight Clans.

When Lin Zhao asked the Old Madman and the other person about themselves, they both said that once she left, they would naturally be safe.

The Old Madman could use Heaven's Mystery methods to make them untraceable to anyone.

Below the Ancestor Realm, no one could see through it.

But she couldn't, because she cultivated the "Eight Ancestors Heaven-Shaking Devil Art."

And she had also learned some of the secrets of the "Eight Ancestors Heaven-Shaking Devil Art."

Arriving in Zhongzhou, Lin Zhao finally felt a little at ease.

According to Senior Zhou, the other party wouldn't dare to be too ostentatious; here, they had reservations and wouldn't make a move against her.

Just as Lin Zhao was planning her future and her next move, a gentle voice came from behind her.

"Hello!"

Lin Zhao was startled, cold sweat breaking out on her back. She saw a strange young man staring quietly at her.

Looking into the other party's eyes, Lin Zhao felt a bit familiar.

The next moment, he thought of something.

However, she witnessed the most horrifying scene of her life.

The young man, at some unknown point, had opened his mouth wide, stretching it to its absolute limit.

Then he suddenly bit her, severing her head from her neck at the root.

Blood gushed from her neck, and her body swayed, limp, and fell to the ground.

However, this was an extremely bustling area, with an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going.

Yet, not a single one of them looked here, not a single one paid attention to the commotion.

The young man's mouth quickly shrank, soon returning to its normal size, blood flowing from the corners of his lips.

The next moment, countless black tentacles with sharp teeth grew out from the areas where the blood flowed, devouring the blood clean.