Chapter 235 – The Pious Lamb

　　Inside the cabin.

　　Sweeping gusts of wind surged into the cockpit, losing one pilot, and the other pilot who was under mind control was also unable to operate properly by the wind, and the entire fuselage lurched.

　　An Qingyu frowned slightly, the frost longsword in her hand swatted away the two Ten Cut Ghost Children, and backed up to the broken glass, her palms pressed against the broken edges, and the frost froze the gaping holes in the windshield, and only then did the gale inside the cockpit stop.

　　Swish–!

　　In this brief moment, the three Ten-Cut Ghost Boys pounced on his body, grinning hideously while stabbing the short knives in their hands into his body continuously!

　　Blood splattered onto An Qingyu’s glasses, not only did that white face not feel the slightest bit of pain, instead, it grew more and more excited as the frost longsword in his hand was swung out lightning fast, directly chopping off the head of one of the Ten-Cut Ghost Boys!

　　The weakness is in the neck and tail vertebrae Is …… the blood stained lens reflecting white light, the gray intent in the bottom of his eyes flashed, and he instantly gained insight into the weakness of the ten cut ghost child.

　　Sword light flowed, cold air overflowed, his black trench coat was already full of blood slits, but his movements did not have the slightest stagnation, just like a tireless killing machine.

　　His afterglow glanced at the time.

　　3:32 AM.

　　Right now, the tavern owner was still fighting Lin Qiye outside the airplane, so if nothing else, the ceremony shouldn’t be able to continue.

　　What no one noticed was that inside the crystal ball rolled to the corner of the cockpit, the thumb-sized bug began to emit a faint red light ……

　　Meanwhile, in the first class cabin.

　　The several passengers who had been knocked out by Anqing Yu slowly opened their eyes and mechanically stood up while walking towards one of the walls of the first class cabin.

　　A faint red light emanated from their eyes as well.

　　A young man walked up to the wall and sluggishly raised his hands, while several other people pressed down on each of his limbs, lifting his body into mid-air and his feet off the ground.

　　A woman walks over to the steward’s work area, removes a knife from a drawer, returns to the first class cabin, crouches down, and cuts the young man’s fingers bit by bit with the knife in her hand ……

　　The young man was just pressed against the wall, expressionless, looking ahead like a pious lamb.

　　There were no cries of pain, no wails, no screams, and the entire first class cabin was dead silent.

　　Ground.

　　The black van braked sharply in front of the entrance of the neighborhood, and Red Tassel leapt down from the driver’s seat with ease, while Wu Xiangnan and Si Xiaonan staggered forward with expressions of death.

　　Wu Xiangnan looked up at the airplane that kept circling in the low altitude, confirmed the time, and opened his mouth:

　　3:33, it’s time for the ceremony to begin.

　　Red Tassel sighed and wondered how things were going on the Seven Nights side.

　　Luckily, he had stalled the owner of the tavern. Leng Xuan’s voice came from the headset.

　　Red Coma froze, how did you know?

　　Leng Xuan, who was standing on the roof of the building, slowly lowered the binoculars in his hand because they were fighting right on the airplane.

　　I know they are on the airplane. The airplane, on.

　　The Red Coma trio froze and looked up violently, the low flying airplane buzzed and swept over their heads, and at the top of that airplane, there seemed to be two figures fighting in the wind.

　　The red tassel opened his mouth wide, and his eyes were full of shock.

　　Crap …… This is too raw, right?

　　Under the dark dome of the sky, two silhouettes stood at the top of the airplane, the metropolis under their feet shone brightly, like a neon monster creeping on top of the earth, and in their ears, the sound of the buzzing airplane engine was deafening like the roar of a giant beast.

　　The howling wind blew his dark red cloak around, Lin Qiye was holding his twin swords, which were already soaked in blood, and with a casual wave, the blood adhering to the swords fell into the dead city at his feet along with the gusty wind.

　　Across from him, the bloody gash on the tavern owner’s neck was rapidly healing.

　　This was Lin Qiye’s sixth beheading, and before this, the tavern owner had already experienced the sensation of having his head separated five times in a row, and even though he had always had a good mental quality, his face was now pale and his eyes were already filled with fear as he looked at Lin Qiye.

　　Being beheaded six times by the same person, the calm face of the young man in front of him had become the tavern owner’s nightmare.

　　Damn …… damn! The tavern owner subconsciously took a few steps back when he saw Lin Qiye take a step forward, his eyes filled with anger and terror as he raised his pistol and pulled the trigger again.

　　He no longer dared to fight Lin Qiye in close quarters, even though he possessed the godly [Guile Silk] and usually prided himself on being a melee combat expert, in front of Lin Qiye, it was all like a joke.

　　Ka-da-!

　　No bullets shot out of the gun’s muzzle, as if it had jammed, making a strange sound.

　　Lin Qiye’s eyes narrowed slightly as the darkness around him thickened even more, and the gun in the tavern owner’s hand disintegrated in an instant, as if there was an invisible, fast hand that instantly disassembled all of its parts.

　　As long as he entered the range of the Supreme Darkness God’s Ruins, any hot weapon was like paper mache to Lin Qiye, unable to cause any damage to him.

　　F*ck! The tavern owner cursed angrily and dropped the handle of the gun in his hand.

　　Lin Qiye secretly shook his head in his mind.

　　In terms of mental strength, the tavern owner should be in the Chuan Realm, but in the end, he was just a leaky fish that had accidentally awakened the Forbidden Ruins and was hidden in the folklore, playing underhanded schemes was still quite impressive, and both his combat skills and mentality were a hundred thousand miles away from a normal Chuan Realm.

　　If he didn’t have the [Guile Silk], he would be a living target that could recover infinitely, without any aggressiveness to speak of.

　　With the [Guile Silk], he could indeed be considered to have barely stepped into the Chuan Realm in terms of combat level danger, but it was the case that these silk threads that were indistinguishable to the naked eye were no threat at all to Lin Qiye.

　　Thus, he could only be completely abused by Lin Qiye, who was a full realm lower than him.

　　After all, it wasn’t that easy to kill the other party.

　　Under the tavern owner’s horrified gaze, Lin Qiye returned the straight sword in his left hand to its sheath, and under the other party’s puzzled gaze, he reached out and pressed his hand in the void, and a splendid summoning spell formation appeared out of nowhere.

　　When the light of the magic receded, a small mummy appeared in front of Lin Qiye, and was almost blown off the airplane by the wind just as it appeared, luckily Lin Qiye caught it in time.

　　Seeing that he was actually at such a high altitude, the little mummy’s body shivered a bit and flew down on Lin Qiye’s back, both hands wrapped around Lin Qiye’s neck in a deadly manner, not letting go even if he fought to the death.

　　Lin Qiye bitterly smiled and touched its head, turned his head to look at the tavern owner, and the smile on his face gradually converged.

　　How many kilograms of explosives do you think …… it would take to blow you up without even a crumb left?