The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop-Chapter 174 - 48: The Prestigious Family
"I’m talking about the horizontal scroll, do you remember?" Tianmiao asked casually.
"It’s not a black shop." Yan Botian remembered very clearly and blurted out.
"That’s right, it’s not a black shop. Are you a three-year-old? I say it’s not a black shop, and you believe it?" Tianmiao laughed, a laugh full of joy.
"What, what did you say?" Yan Botian’s face turned extremely ugly at this moment.
"Fool! I say it’s not a black shop, and you believe it? You’ve lived for over a hundred years, right? Still this naive." Kong Hou mocked disdainfully from the side. Her childish voice sounded, especially full of irony.
Tianmiao raised her hand again, and all the previous changes completely disappeared, the cruise ship returned to the calm sea.
"Contract?" Tianmiao sneered, "Are you worthy? Worthy of making a contract with me?"
A light escaped from Yan Botian’s body. It was the Qiankun Pearl, unified into one. The Qiankun Pearl flew into the palm of Tianmiao’s hand, where Tianmiao sent it back to the place where the abyss had appeared, transforming into a white light, disappearing completely.
Yan Botian only felt the power within him draining madly, along with his life.
"No!!! No!" Yan Botian screamed, retreating continuously, and his body began to emit thick black mist.
After the link to the Second World was closed by Tianmiao, the contract between Yan Botian and the Demon Soldiers ended with Yan Botian’s breach.
The Demon Soldiers, allied by his blood, gradually closed in on him. The current Yan Botian was the soul meat they favored most.
Once the Blood Alliance Contract was established, failing to fulfill the promise, with a weak will, would immediately result in backlash. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
With a howl from the Demon Soldiers, fangs grew, their eyes shone green, and they lunged at Yan Botian.
In just a few minutes, Yan Botian was devoured clean by these Demon Soldiers, not a trace of soul left, the contract terminated, the demons about to disperse.
Dong Xiao looked on coldly and waved a fire refining, burning all the remaining Demon Soldiers to ashes.
Tianmiao slowly walked to the bow of the ship, looked up into the distance. With a gentle wave of her hand, the black clouds ahead gradually dissipated, a ray of dawn breaking through the clouds, shining onto the ship.
Numerous white souls vanished, replaced by their original bodies. In other words, at this moment, all who had perished were resurrected.
Qin Zifeng looked at the scene before him in disbelief. So, the legends were true.
Zhao Rouman looked in disbelief at her thigh, once mangled with blood, now restored to perfection.
Everyone stood in place, faces filled with confusion.
What exactly happened?
Were all the previous incidents just a nightmare?
Did everyone have the same dream? Dreaming of becoming zombies?
Was it a dream?
Tianmiao slowly turned around, looked at Tang Wanwan, and reached out to her with a smile, saying, "Tang Wanwan, come."
Tang Wanwan stared blankly at the smiling Tianmiao, her mind almost completely blank at this moment. Yet her legs instinctively stepped forward, walking towards Tianmiao.
Tianmiao took Tang Wanwan’s hand, and in the next moment, Tang Wanwan felt herself lighten entirely, already floating in mid-air. Looking down at the sea, she let out a startled scream and closed her eyes.
"You once said, you wanted to try the feeling of flying, of feeling the wind brushing against your face from such a height, overlooking the earth." Tianmiao’s voice was gentle, like a feather softly caressing Tang Wanwan’s heart.
Tang Wanwan suddenly opened her eyes, turned to look at Tianmiao beside her, meeting Tianmiao’s gentle smile.
"Come and feel it," Tianmiao held Tang Wanwan’s hand and suddenly rose higher.
Tang Wanwan only felt weightless in an instant, at first wanting to scream, but the wind brushing past her face calmed her down, and gradually, excitement replaced fear.
