Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!-Chapter 220: Heavenly Tribulation!

The long eyelashes, like a row of beautiful, delicate wings, fluttered slightly. Zuzi let out a gentle yawn, surrounded by a wisp of ethereal spiritual energy: "Hmm, so stuffy..." freёwebnoѵel.com

Due to the detention facility’s requirement to surrender all personal belongings, Zuzi had instructed the little crow to take out Bao Gucheng’s Blue-Blood Emperor watch, the Jade Pendant, the pen, and so on.

There was only one book that didn’t need to be surrendered.

But the spiritual energy from the pages was limited, and before long, Zuzi felt suffocated. The air here was indeed quite poor.

If it weren’t for special circumstances, she wouldn’t have chosen such a cave to rest temporarily.

With her eyes half-closed, she murmured, "Why hasn’t the heavenly tribulation arrived yet? The Queen Mother of the West is becoming more inefficient with her work, perhaps she’s been spending all her time preening before a mirror?"

"Oh well, let the ancestor nap a bit first..."

Zuzi closed her eyes, gradually feeling the air growing thinner, while the wall behind her started to buzz and prickle with a strange sensation.

"Boom——!"

A great thunderous roar, torrid and deep, penetrated the walls, shaking the earth, as if it intended to split this room and strike the sleeping her!

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Qingcheng Hospital.

Two little creatures were avidly gossiping.

The little crow stood idly on the window ledge outside the ICU, impatiently urging the Fu Xiqin: "Had enough of the view yet!"

Fu Xiqin clicked its tongue in amazement: "Brother Jin, so this is the idiot cousin of the ancestor whom she’s been eager to save, the ancestor’s cousin, huh? Why does he look like a pretty boy? No wonder the ancestor said three punches would wake him up!"

The little crow glanced at the sleeping Gu Jingyan inside the ICU with exasperation and then glared at a certain gossip-inclined instrument: "Pretty boy is a stretch, right? Among human kids, he’s considered good-looking. Earlier, a nurse in the hallway even said he looks like Fu Xi or something."

Fu Xiqin burst out: "What? What? This brat looks like my master? Are they blind? So ugly, so weak, how could he resemble the master? My master is wise and mighty, fierce and imposing, a mere stomp could shake the world, how can this mortal be compared? This pretty boy chatter won’t dare to offend the spirit...

After yapping excitedly for a while, the talkative instrument suddenly clammed up, sticking its nose to the gap in the tightly shut ICU window, inhaling rapidly: "Sniff sniff sniff..."

"What are you sniffing?"

"Scent of my master!"

"What? Didn’t you say he was dead, you liar!"

"He is dead, but I can’t believe it, how could I smell my master’s scent here... Though it’s very faint, it really has that aura!"

Fu Xiqin was about to smash through the glass to get inside.

The little crow yanked him back: "Idiot. There’s a door, why go through the window!"

Shortly after.

An instrument and a bird stood solemnly by Gu Jingyan’s bedside.

For a moment.

Fu Xiqin cried with joy: "It really is my master’s scent, I smelled it, I smelled it!"

The little crow was at a loss for words: "Him? An ugly, weak pretty boy?"

Who knew it was Fu Xiqin’s turn to roll eyes this time: "Don’t talk nonsense. I think he’s quite handsome, looking more and more manly. Hmm, maybe during tomb raiding, he absorbed some of the master’s lingering spiritual energy, or perhaps he is the reincarnation of my master, I must protect him well, and not let my master’s spiritual energy vanish..."

The little crow: "..."

Do you think everyone has such good fortune to reincarnate? Especially with your master’s hands stained in blood, huh!

Fu Xiqin was still happily and lovingly staring at Gu Jingyan, unable to get enough, when the little crow suddenly flapped its wings in alarm: "Bad, the heavenly tribulation is here!"

"What heavenly tribulation?"

"The heavenly tribulation that the ancestor is avoiding! Didn’t you notice something was off about the thunder outside?"

"Ah, the ancestor went to that rundown house to evade the heavenly tribulation? I did say I wanted to take it for her..."

"Less talk, let’s go!"

"Boom——!"

After the deafening sound, the corridor’s television screen rolled out the headline news: "Qingcheng Detention Center struck by lightning, one person struck dead on the spot!"