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Chapter 328

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Zheng Chiyou wanted to say something, but Quan Chenghong impatiently dismissed him: "Go on, go on, don't stand there blocking my sight, go stay in your little room."

Zheng Chiyou looked at Jiali helplessly, using mouth movements to signal him to talk business, then ran off to stay in the small room on the side.

Jiali and Quan Chenghong quickly hit it off, Quan Chenghong reached out and kept touching Jiali's face, then suddenly grew interested.

He glanced around, feeling this was his first time doing this sort of thing, before it was always with women, thought for a bit, decided to be discreet, and dragged Jiali toward the toilet.

Arriving at the toilet, Quan Chenghong pushed Jiali's head down, smiling: "They say only men understand what men want, today let this young master try it out first."

Jiali endured the nausea and squatted down, wanting to finish as fast as possible; once done, he could make the guy in front of him a dog willing to die for him!

Suddenly, Jiali heard a faint sound, like metal colliding.

Following that came a wave of icy coldness.

A chain representing death descended from the void.

Jiali saw the chain, his face changed drastically — the Death God's Angling that Yu Yanbin and the others had spoken of!

Someone is using the Book of Life and Death to kill him!

"How is that possible!"

Jiali looked at Quan Chenghong before him, this young master's face still wore an expression of enjoyment, eyes narrowed, both hands pressing on his head.

How could he be using the Book of Life and Death, where would he get the time and space to use the Book of Life and Death?

Could it be that the Book of Life and Death isn't like everyone guessed, requiring a person's name to be written?

But a single thought can kill?

No! Impossible!

When the chain appeared, Jiali's body seemed frozen in thousand-year ice, unable to move, even slightly larger movements were extremely difficult.

But his powerful perception as a Cupid Fate holder was unaffected.

Jiali could sense that Quan Chenghong before him had nothing but "pleasure, fuck..." type thoughts filling his mind.

Not a shred of killing intent, simply put, just a horny worm on the brain, his head isn't filled with brains at all.

It's not Quan Chenghong trying to kill him.

Jiali's eyes nearly split with rage, he suddenly thought of a possibility...

Countless fragments flashed through his mind, starting with when he received Tang Xuanzang's call.

Numerous detailed materials were carefully reviewed by him once more.

Confirming all the dead were connected to Quan Chenghong.

Jiali even envisioned in his mind Quan Chenghong writing names in the Book of Life and Death, continuously killing people, the next second this scene shattered with a boom.

Turning into Quan Chenghong sitting on the sofa, cursing and grumbling.

Behind him, a stretch of dark shadow, a man hidden within slowly walked out.

Holding a book in one hand, a pen in the other.

Unhurriedly writing one name after another amid Quan Chenghong's words.

That person wore a pair of glasses, hair somewhat sparse, looked quite a bit older than his actual age, his originally worried face now full of ferocious glee.

Zheng Chiyou!

All the dead had intricate ties to Quan Chenghong, and also ties to Zheng Chiyou.

He was Quan Chenghong's childhood friend, after Quan Chenghong returned to his clan he followed at his heels.

Quan Chenghong changed female companions as fast as changing clothes, never had any friends around him, only Zheng Chiyou alone.

He controlled everything about Quan Chenghong — whereabouts, interests, hobbies.

The people Quan Chenghong could contact, the information he knew, Zheng Chiyou knew all of it too.

If Quan Chenghong knew about matters related to the steel mill, he would discover everything was single-handedly orchestrated by Zheng Chiyou.

Although it was in Quan Chenghong's name, the Quan family's name, those mercenaries actually never even saw Quan Chenghong's face.

The mercenaries naturally didn't suspect, because such a huge secret, the Quan family would never really show their faces and leave evidence.

It would definitely be a trusted person acting as proxy.

They thought Zheng Chiyou was the proxy, but never imagined he was the mastermind behind the scenes!

There never was any Quan family at all.

Zheng Chiyou, he, is the true holder of the Book of Life and Death!

So that leather bear appeared at Wanlong International, didn't go looking for Quan Chenghong, but directly found Zheng Chiyou.

Because he already knew the Book of Life and Death was in Zheng Chiyou's "hands".

"Tang Xuanzang!!" Jiali's eyes turned blood-red, at this moment the person he hated wasn't Zheng Chiyou.

But that Tang Xuanzang who fed him information, lured him into this trap!

Most of Jiali's deductions weren't wrong, the mistake was in the final step.

That damn bastard! Using his own brute's fake actions to deceive everyone.

Making others think this was someone who only knew how to brute-force, not play mind games.

Yet who knew, one move was nine parts true one part false, the sole falsehood enough to be a lethal poison scheme! He's the real crafty old fox!

Of course, in fact, Tang Luo also thought Quan Chenghong was the Book of Life and Death holder.

What, the real mastermind is Zheng Chiyou? Who's that, oh, seems like I heard that mercenary mention him.

The chain swayed slightly above Jiali's head, yet didn't fall immediately.

Jiali frantically mobilized all the strength in his body to struggle against the chain's binding force.

Unfortunately, currently only his tongue could move, his neck could barely move a little, even his jaw couldn't close.

"Oh~" Quan Chenghong let out a pleased sound, starting to take the initiative.

Jiali originally didn't mind paying this price to obtain the Book of Life and Death, but now, having confirmed the truth, everything he did was completely useless effort.

No, not only that, it had even turned into a tremendous humiliation.

Jiali is a two-way plug, not a socket!

The emotion of rage reached its peak when Quan Chenghong began thrusting his waist, like an erupting volcano.

If one were to say that rage and emotions also possess power, then at this moment, Jiali's rage was sufficient to reduce this luxurious building to ashes in an instant.

And Jiali has the destiny of Cupid, the God of Love; for him, love and emotions are power.

Crack!

Jiali, his face twisted in ferocity, clenched his upper and lower jaws together completely, the collision of tooth against tooth emitting a crisp sound.

Even his tooth sockets shook from the impact, and his gums seeped fresh blood.

Quan Chenghong's closed eyes snapped open, his mouth gaped wide; a miserable scream had not yet escaped before Jali abruptly stood, reached out, grabbed Quan Chenghong's chin, and twisted it violently to the side.

His head twisted nearly one hundred and eighty degrees, Quan Chenghong's body stiffened, and he lost all sound and breath.

At the same time, the chains that had been swinging in mid-air beside Jiali for a while without falling lunged at Jiali.

One wondered if they were waiting for Jiali to kill Quan Chenghong, or if it was some kind of coincidence.

Jiali's body abruptly shrank, transforming into his "Cupid" form; the chains originally aimed at Jiali's heart pierced through his arm instead.

After piercing through, the chains moved to coil around him.

On Jiali's cute face, a terrifying ferocity replaced the cuteness.

He held his chibi bow and smashed it down hard on his own arm, forcibly shattering it; the moment he regained freedom, he burst out the restroom door.

Not a single drop of blood flowed out; the shattered arm dissolved into a massive amount of light particles.

Jiali passed through the wall, rushed into the night sky, randomly picked a direction, and fled with reckless abandon.

In his current form, he can pass through the vast majority of objects at extreme speed; even the chains of the Book of Life and Death could not hope to catch up—

"One-armed Cupid?"

Just then, a voice rang out, sounding somewhat familiar.

Jiali had no time, nor any way to adjust his direction; his head was firmly seized by a hand, as if he had crashed into a copper wall and iron wall.

From high-speed flight he instantly became motionless.

If not for Jiali's current "Cupid state" being extremely special—a pure aggregate of life energy—this one impact alone could have completely dislocated and torn apart his cervical vertebrae.

"Tang Xuanzang!" Jiali struggled frantically.

He cannot maintain this form for long, but it is also an explosive burst form where combat power skyrockets, not merely something used for escaping.

With only one arm left, unable to use Frenzy Arrows, all Jiali could do was smash the chibi bow in his hand against the hand gripping his head.

Just like when he smashed his own arm, smash Tang Xuanzang's arm!

The chibi bow smashed against Tang Luo's wrist.

Jiali was like an ordinary child smashing a plastic toy bow against a piece of hard steel.

A strike originally sufficient to easily twist and deform even steel did not even have the qualification to shake Tang Luo's palm.

Not only that, the chibi bow shattered directly from this smash, dissolving into a massive amount of light particles.

Jiali's body convulsed violently; this bow was likewise a part of him, and the damage from this smash even exceeded that of severing his arm.

No longer able to maintain the Cupid form, Jiali's body began to swell and transform.

Tang Luo's palm loosened slightly, and he saw this one-armed Cupid transform into that beautiful youth described in the mouths of the Gods and Demons Walkers.

With a casual flick, Tang Luo threw Jiali out; from the cloud layers in the high sky, a dragon claw extended and seized Jiali.

"Running this fast, did you see a ghost? Ugh—Cupid." Tang Luo thought for a moment but couldn't recall what this guy was called.

But the held Destiny Fragment remembered: Cupid, still very famous.

Held by the dragon claw, Jiali revealed only a pale, haggard-to-the-extreme face, looking around.

The next second, he saw a dragon head both ferocious and imposing.

Golden pupils like moving flames stared at him; atop the dragon head, Tang Xuanzang sat cross-legged, looking at him.

"Tang Xuanzang! White Dragon Horse!"

Regarding Journey to the West, Jiali still understood it fairly well, especially after receiving news of that rising star from the Martial Arts Mythology.

He had even read the original work.

The language and text comprehension ability that comes with Gods and Demons Walk also takes effect in the real world.

Jiali certainly would not be like some foreigners who truly treat Journey to the West as a travelogue, believing it to be a story of a monk riding a horse, bringing his pet monkey, pet pig, and a silent servant on a sightseeing trip to the West.

In that story, there are gods and demons.

But that is all; just like his own Cupid Destiny Fragment would not let him truly become a Love God, a deity.

Nor does he believe that the Destiny Holders possessing the Tang Monk and White Dragon Horse Destiny Fragments would become some "deities."

Moreover, in Journey to the West, for the vast majority of the time, Tang Monk is a pedantic monk with no strength to truss a chicken, and White Dragon Horse is just a horse.

Only at the very end do they become "deities."

Jiali naturally does not believe that Tang Xuanzang and Ao Yelie would be very weak; Destiny Holders would not be weak.

But he had never imagined.

That when truly encountering the two, the scene would be like this.

An Eastern white divine dragon coils in the ninth heaven; atop the dragon head, a single person sits upright.

Cold, lofty, the gaze looking at him holds no disgust, no joy, only a sense of distance from high above, exactly like a true "deity"!

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