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Chapter 166

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Watching the car disappear from view, Zhang Yuru stood on the street crying. And Xu Jianhua in the car asked softly about her.

"Senior brother, I think that Neon person is deliberately delaying our time."

Lin Yu looked into the distance seriously and said angrily, "Let's go back to Miao Street first."

At this time, his phone received an emergency message from Han Feifei: Something happened in Miao Street, come back quickly.

By the roadside, looking at the back of Lin Yu's car driving away, Zhang Yuru suddenly smiled bitterly.

She realized that her performance just now was too eager, even somewhat unseemly.

People often say that a good horse doesn't eat the grass it has already passed, and she was now like the grass Lin Yu didn't want to eat again.

If she wanted to reconcile, she had to take it slow and couldn't be impatient.

Zhang Yuru, who had calmed down, decided to take a gamble and call Lin Yu. She was betting on whether Lin Yu still had any lingering feelings for her.

If he answered the phone, it meant he still had her in his heart; if he didn't, it meant her behavior made Lin Yu feel annoyed.

Soon, the call was connected, "Hello, what is it again?"

Zhang Yuru took a deep breath and said, "Regarding the remarriage, I'm serious, please consider it carefully."

"Mm, if nothing else, I'm hanging up."

Although the phone was hung up quickly, a smile appeared on Zhang Yuru's face. This indicated that Lin Yu still had a place for her in his heart, and there was still a possibility between them.

Zhang Yuru, in a good mood, hailed a taxi and left the Jiutian Building.

At the same time, Lin Yu tried to contact Han Feifei after hanging up, but no one answered. Several attempts failed to connect, which made Lin Yu start to worry about Han Feifei's safety, and he shouted to the driver, "Drive faster."

Xu Jianhua comforted him from the side, "Don't worry, Senior Sister will be fine. But Senior Brother, shouldn't you seriously consider remarrying the beautiful Zhang?"

Lin Yu shook his head helplessly, "Getting married back then was because the timing was right. Now, wanting to remarry after divorce, unfortunately, the timing is no longer there. Now I cannot bear the risks brought by marriage; that would bring danger to my family."

Xu Jianhua nodded understandingly, knowing that Lin Yu was indeed in a situation not suitable for marriage.

"Restarting the Yulong Pavilion is indeed dangerous, especially those fake foreign devils who will definitely cause trouble. These people who worship foreign things and fawn over foreign powers, selling our traditional culture to foreigners, are simply unforgivable."

Listening to Xu Jianhua's words, Lin Yu dialed Han Feifei's phone again.

At this time, Miao Street was shrouded in a faint mist, and the Tang Sect and Rong Sect disciples responsible for maintaining the safety of Miao Street were all unconscious, lying on the street in a mess.

Inside the Jubao Pavilion, which was right next to the Zhongcaotang, Han Feifei was trying her best to stay awake and not collapse.

In contrast, Chu Yueyun and her manager, Sister He, were not so lucky.

Although the phone was vibrating constantly on the floor, Han Feifei didn't dare to bend down to pick it up. She had been tortured by a toxin that looked like mist until she was weak, and even a simple picking-up action was out of reach.

Standing opposite was Jiusheng Yongshen with an evil smile on his face, followed by a group of men in black wearing gas masks.

Although her body was extremely uncomfortable, Han Feifei still tried her best to stay awake and shouted angrily, "Want my master's manuscript? Don't even think about it."

Jiusheng Yongshen sneered, waved his hand back, and ordered, "As long as the manuscript is here, my subordinates can find it. Do it."

However, when these men in black rushed into the backyard of the Jubao Pavilion, they immediately collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Han Feifei tremblingly inserted a silver needle into her neck, barely standing firm, and sneered, "Hmph, my 'Passerby Drunk' is much more powerful than your 'Drunk Mist'! Playing with poison in front of me, Ghost Doctor Rakshasa? You are still far from it."

Although this was the case, she secretly cursed in her heart: these people came at just the right time.

Not long ago, Wang Sufen, Wu Yuanming, and Duan Jing were all attacked and injured.

Although Lin Yu cured them, Liao Yanyan and Wu Xiong were still worried about their health and eventually tricked them into going to the hospital.

Now, the only places in Miao Street with people left were Han Feifei's Jubao Pavilion and Lin Yu's Zhongcaotang.

And at this moment, Lin Yu was not there, and the only people left in the entire Miao Street were Han Feifei, Chu Yueyun, and her manager.

Jiusheng Yongshen laughed mockingly and explained, "This is not ordinary 'Drunk Mist', but 'Divine Mist' from the legendary demon god Ya Na of the Neon Country, which can make people hallucinate and be forced to speak their inner secrets."

As a mass of white mist drifted into the Jubao Pavilion, a snow-white wolf appeared from within; this was the legendary demon god Ya Na.

Jiusheng Yongshen stroked the white wolf's head and questioned, "Tell me, where exactly is the manuscript of 'Earth Medicine'?"

Han Feifei had intended to mock the other party, but as soon as she opened her mouth to say a few words, "The manuscript is in...", she found she couldn't control her speech.

"The manuscript is in... in..." She wanted to resist this control, but it was to no avail.

Seeing this scene, Jiusheng Yongshen laughed wildly again and ordered a search.

However, this time the men in black who entered the backyard still couldn't walk three steps before collapsing one after another, "Hmph, this is my 'Passerby Drunk'; once you step into the backyard, no one can stand."

Han Feifei bit her tongue hard, and the sharp pain allowed her to regain control of her trembling lips, proudly speaking.

Jiusheng Yongshen looked at his subordinates lying on the ground and said with a gloomy face, "Oh? Since that's the case, let you see the power of Lord Ya Na."

As soon as the words fell, the white wolf Ya Na walked slowly into the backyard. The white mist exhaled from its mouth shrouded Han Feifei, making it difficult for her to stay awake.

To counter this mist, Han Feifei used silver needles to stimulate her acupoints and also bit her tongue repeatedly, letting the intense pain maintain her consciousness.

The white wolf emitted low howls as it approached Han Feifei, the sound carrying magic, causing Han Feifei to see some strange and unreal scenes.

Eventually, Han Feifei couldn't resist and fell completely into this illusory world. A happy smile appeared on her face, her eyes empty, and she muttered to herself, "Junior brother, I have liked you for a long time, I want to be your wife."

After an unknown amount of time, Ya Na looked at Jiusheng Yongshen, seemingly signaling that he could take action.

Thus, Jiusheng Yongshen walked into the backyard of the Jubao Pavilion and came to Han Feifei, who was bewitched. With an evil smile, he took out a long, thin bamboo tube and blew gently at Han Feifei's face, and purple smoke shrouded her face.

Subsequently, Jiusheng Yongshen asked with a ferocious smile, "Speak, where is Master Hai's manuscript?" Han Feifei in the purple mist answered vaguely, and Jiusheng Yongshen pursued eagerly, "Where? Speak quickly, where?"

"In East Mountain..." Han Feifei only said "East Mountain", and after that, there was no more.

With a slap, Jiusheng Yongshen, who had lost his patience, gave Han Feifei a hard slap, making her retreat several meters, and shouted angrily, "Baka."

"Search!" he roared.

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