Chapter 805: Fen Mao Mudhead Cart

Sai Fei Er clenched both fists, her cat Tail whipping wildly behind her, "This is the proof! I knew it! My intuition has never missed! The gossip intuition of a dragon lord that died eight hundred years ago!"

Huan Long took a few steps forward, his gaze passing over the rail to rest on Dan Heng's silhouette.

Within those green pupils flickered a hint of secret amusement; every word that came out of this cat's mouth was nonsense.

Dan Feng's love history is nonsense, that jade pendant is nonsense, the dragon‑scale talisman is nonsense.

She knows better than any native of Luofu, because Extinction Great Lord's intelligence network has been covering Xianzhou for centuries, and she can recite the files on the Five Valiant Ones of the Clouds backward.

The bond between Dan Feng and Jing Yuan is that of comrades fighting side by side, and between them and Ying Xing is mutual admiration.

That's all, perfectly clean, cleaner than any ledger of Luofu's agencies.

But still, she believed.

It wasn't Sai Fei Er's argument that convinced her.

It was Sai Fei Er's Deceitful Divine Authority that wove an invisible net in the air, and she willingly stepped into it.

Sai Fei Er said, "Dan Feng's portrait looks exactly like Dan Heng," and she knew Dan Heng was Dan Feng's reincarnation, so that logical gap was neatly filled.

Sai Fei Er said, "Dan Heng's interaction with Luocha is unusual," and she had just seen Dan Heng crash into Luocha's arms; although she knew it was an accident, Sai Fei Er's scheme painted the "accident" with a hue of "destiny."

Sai Fei Er said Jing Yuan still wears the jade pendant that Dan Feng supposedly gave, which in fact doesn't exist; she knew it was fake.

But she was willing to believe.

An Extinction Great Lord, wielding the supreme authority of Destruction, whose purpose in infiltrating Luofu is to overturn the entire Xianzhou, is now seriously pondering what color a non‑existent jade pendant would be on Jing Yuan's neck.

This is so interesting.

Huan Long gave herself a mental appraisal: having dealt with Extinction Great Lord for so long, this was the first time she met someone who could make her willingly be deceived.

A cat‑eared girl whose train‑of‑thought runs faster than Star Chariot, whose fabricated stories can even overwhelm the coffin board of the Bright Dragon Lord.

But that won't affect her plan; on the contrary, it adds a rare bit of fun to her dull covert life.

So she believed.

She believed from the bottom of her heart.

She even silently ranked Dan Feng's "harem group" in her mind.

On the dock, the silence between Dan Heng and Luocha persisted.

Dan Heng lowered his eyes, staring at the crack in the stone slab on the ground, his expression Calm as if nothing had happened.

Luocha gently smoothed the crease pressed into his cuff with his fingertips, then hung that warm‑jade smile back on. "That demon‑shadow body that pretended to be dead just now was rather scheming."

"Thank you, Lord Dan Heng, for your intervention."

"It is Mr. Luocha."

Dan Heng paused, then added, "I was careless during that ambush just now."

Luocha shook his head, his golden hair swaying gently in the sea breeze.

"You need not worry. Demon‑shadow bodies run rampant on the dock; this place is not fit for lingering. I am new to Luofu and unfamiliar with the roads here; do you know the way to the Star Chariot dock?"

Dan Heng nodded.

"It happens to be on the way."

Having said that,

he heard his own voice echo in his eardrum and then realized, it's over.

He had just tried to slip away under the pretense of dealing with a demon‑shadow body, fleeing the cat‑eared girl's barrage of words.

Now the fight is over, and not only did he not escape, he also inadvertently brought back a traveling merchant lugging a coffin.

He glanced toward the dock, where Sai Fei Er was locking onto him with those sparkling blue eyes, the tip of her Tail trembling rapidly behind her, looking like a large feline that had spotted prey.

Dan Heng took a deep breath.

He felt that his biggest mistake today was saying "I'll handle it" when that batch of demon‑shadow bodies appeared.

He would rather face three more batches of demon‑shadow bodies than listen to another wild tale from Sai Fei Er.

Perspective shift.

Heimu extended a hand, his fingertip pressing against the pink‑haired girl's forehead.

The other's eyes were already closed.

The red‑black Foot‑long dagger lay across his knee, the pink afterglow on the blade fully faded, and the white cherry‑blossom pattern on the hilt flashed once under the dim green light.

She collapsed onto the floor, legs folded to her sides in a perfect duck‑sit, her breathing steady and long, the white uniform on her chest rising gently with each breath, the bright red bow at her collar tilted to one side.

Heimu stared at that face for a few seconds, his mouth twitching at the corner.

What is this guy, a Fen Mao Mudhead Cart?

He rushed back and forth, smashing the entire corridor to pieces, then plopped down as if nothing had happened.

She lifted her eyes to scan the surroundings.

The wooden guard panels on both sides of the corridor had been swept to pieces by Giant Fox's Tail, and the dark‑red carpet was riddled with slashes from sharp blades, with several floor sections having collapsed outright.

Several pipes on the ceiling dangled from the broken openings, the dim green wall lights still glowed, but several lamps had shattered shades, their exposed filaments flickering visibly on the ruined sockets.

A small pile of broken glass in the corner reflected a faint green glow.

Heimu withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and sliced open the System Panel.

The tracking screen on Xi Lian's side was still updating in real time; that pink dot continued to zip at high speed, its trajectory a bit steadier than before, at least no longer circling in place.

She cut into the comm channel, lowering her voice: "Xi Lian."

"Here—here!"

"Black Curtain Lady! I—just now—just now the doctor suddenly—suddenly took a sharp turn—my face hit her Tail—so cold—"

"Are you okay?"

"No, no, no, no, no problem! It's just—dizzy—so dizzy—she's still running—now it seems she's heading deeper—"

"Maintain contact!"

Heimu turned off the communication and looked down again at the pink‑haired girl slumped on the ground.

She crouched, still holding the Magic Staff in her right hand, and the dark‑purple gem at its tip lit the girl's face in half‑light and half‑shadow.

The green patterns that resembled circuit boards had disappeared, the skin on her cheek was smooth as before, leaving only a few very faint red marks, as if the patterns had faded before the skin fully recovered.

Her gray‑purple eyes were closed, eyelashes cast two small shadows beneath the lids, and her breathing was steady and long.

Heimu reached out, preparing to flip the other's eyelid to check the pupil condition.

When her fingertip was still half an inch from the other's brow, the girl suddenly opened her eyes.

Heimu reacted instantly, leapt half a step back, the Magic Staff held horizontally before her, and the dark‑purple gem's light surged, making half of her face shine brightly.

She stared at the pink‑haired girl who wobbled up from the floor; the other propped both hands on the carpet, first straightening her upper body, then kneeling, then slowly lifting one leg, the other leg following, the whole process of standing upright like a cat just waking up and stretching.