Chapter 791: Fortune Teller, You Grabbed the Wrong Place

Chang Liang Yao's fearful gaze looked toward the human face made of masks.

Behind it, strands of blood-red thin lines extended all the way out of the room.

Lan Chuan Dongya's eyes were wide open, revealing a hateful expression; the ten fingers of his hands were all pierced, and fresh blood flowed out gurglingly.

The fresh blood formed ten thin blood lines connected to the mask face.

Relying on these blood lines, he controlled the weird, huge human face and pressed toward Su Fang Hongzi.

Pfft.

The masks acting as teeth easily sliced through Su Fang Hongzi's throat, and the gushing blood sprayed onto the cursed masks, instantly permeating them like water spilled on sand.

The entire human face made of masks emitted a weird red light.

Black mist surged on all the masks, gathering together to form a sinister and strange human face, and that human face was still laughing weirdly!

"Save, save me!"

The dying Su Fang Hongzi didn't know when she had tilted her head back.

She saw Chang Liang Yao through the iron grid of the ventilation duct and used her last strength to call for help.

The weird human face made of black mist followed her gaze and looked up.

Seeing the fortune teller's panicked expression, it pounced upward with a weird smile.

In the ventilation duct, Chang Liang Yao crawled back desperately.

Behind her, black mist rolled, and with a bang, the iron grid was knocked open.

One mask after another rushed into the ventilation duct as if they were alive, like a fierce long snake, chasing after Chang Liang Yao.

The ventilation duct was very dim, and with such a weird thing chasing behind her, extreme fear arose in Chang Liang Yao's heart.

She gritted her teeth and tore off the necklace from her neck.

That was her ancestral treasure; it was by relying on this thing that she was able to return to her current status.

But in order to survive, she couldn't care about anything else.

She muttered something and threw the necklace behind her with force.

Hum.

A cloud of water mist dispersed, blocking the path of the masks.

The masks piled up in front of the water mist, black Qi permeating them, colliding with the white water mist and making a sizzling sound.

The water mist disappeared layer by layer, visible to the naked eye.

Chang Liang Yao crawled hard; she didn't head toward her own room, as even if she reached it, it would be difficult to escape.

In this villa, the only one left who could save her was Akaso Kaze.

She only hoped that the strongest Onmyoji in Tokyo lived up to his name.

A shattering sound came from behind.

Chang Liang Yao's heart was bleeding.

This was a huge loss; without the necklace, what would she rely on for fortune telling in the future?

Bursts of cold air came from behind, and the blood in her whole body seemed to be freezing.

Chang Liang Yao's movements became slower and slower; she used her last bit of strength to lift the iron grid in front of her and poked her head out.

"Lord Onmyoji, help!"

A pair of large hands pulled her out of the ventilation duct.

Her body plunged into a warm embrace.

Chang Liang Yao gasped for air, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Hey, fortune teller, you grabbed the wrong place..."

Akaso Kaze had a face full of black lines.

Only then did Chang Liang Yao realize the man wasn't wearing any clothes.

She quickly let go and looked around with wandering eyes.

Huh?

Two identical little maids were lying on the bed next to them.

A whistling sound came from the ventilation duct.

Densely packed masks filed in, gathering into a huge face in the room.

Akaso Kaze threw Chang Liang Yao onto the bed and faced the cursed masks himself.

The huge human face looked at Akaso Kaze vigilantly.

It could feel that the man opposite had unpredictable abilities.

The black mist of two hundred masks all surged, releasing countless silk threads.

It was as if dense black hair had grown, surrounding Akaso Kaze and itself layer by layer and clump by clump.

Outside, one could not see Akaso Kaze's figure, nor could one see any of the cursed masks; there was only a huge ball of black silk wriggling in the middle of the room.

Chang Liang Yao's heart was in her throat.

She didn't know who would win.

If Akaso Kaze won, that would be fine, but if the cursed masks won, what should she do?

Chang Liang Yao couldn't help but worry.

Suddenly, the black silk ball expanded violently and then contracted violently.

All the black was sucked into the center.

Akaso Kaze's figure was revealed.

Chang Liang Yao was overjoyed and was about to open her mouth to ask, but her face instantly turned deathly pale.

She saw Akaso Kaze with his eyes closed, and black faces appeared on his body.

They stood out on his skin, all with weird smiles, seemingly celebrating their victory.

Chang Liang Yao was panicked and flustered; she retreated repeatedly and grabbed something.

Huh?

It feels a bit familiar.

"Fortune teller, you grabbed the wrong place again..."

A helpless voice came from behind.

Chang Liang Yao turned her head in surprise; Akaso Kaze was leaning against the head of the bed, and she was sitting on him, and as for her hand...

Well, she had grabbed the same thing as last time.

"You, he..." ===== CHAPTER 793 =====