Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1356 - 382: Major Case_2

"Go check on him, a drunken person needs to be looked after to avoid catching cold and harming the body," the Giant overlord Deseli smiled at Ji Sikaibi: "This is the duty and responsibility of a servant girl; don’t lose to those ladies." freewebnøvel.coɱ

The water lily beauty immediately got up, holding the hem of her silk dress, and hopped up the paths of the Red Earth Highland like a little deer.

The overlord’s bedroom was the ear of the colossal statue in the middle of the Red Earth Highland. The red clay layer in the center had been hollowed out and expanded, making it extremely spacious and bright. This place was a forbidden area that no one dared to tread, where Gortani had once suffered a great deal.

Ji Sikaibi carried a silver basin in her hand, with Ice Beads soaking in clear water and a white cloth, politely making way for two Antelope Warriors coming down from the path, tapping up the stairs to the platform in front of the overlord’s bedroom with her lotus feet, panting. She sidestepped and used her elbow to lift the curtain adorned with a large cluster of Thousand-leaf Nymphaea vines, and burrowed into the bedroom.

What a large bedroom it is! Ji Sikaibi scrutinized her surroundings with a keen eye, first seeing a corridor lush with exotic flowers and plants, its walls embedded with myriads of luminescent Night Pearls. Two small Stone Statues each spewed a fountain that stretched like a Rainbow; the droplets hung in the air, interweaving neatly across the spacious cave ceiling to form a Triumphal Arch.

Walking on the plush and opulent carpet that felt like tender grass beneath her feet, after turning two corners, the little beauty encountered a properly shut iron door with beast rings, a sliver of bright and soft light seeping through the crack.

Ji Sikaibi pushed against the door with her arm, but couldn’t budge it; she tried squeezing through harder, still to no avail. Just as she turned around, preparing to bump it with her little behind, the door suddenly opened. Ji Sikaibi stumbled and tumbled inside, the water from the basin splashing widely as she landed in a strong embrace.

Liu Zhenhan crouched and caught Ji Sikaibi, his eyes twinkling with silver cross stars and remarkably bright, while a whiff of alcohol exuded from him, his gaze hazy.

The water lily beauty hastily looked around; the bedroom could be described as extravagantly luxurious, with a splendidly plush lion velvet carpet on the ground, the four walls covered with precious, delicate mercury glass mirrors. In the center, a grandiose bed, festooned with veiled curtains, and in the corner, a golden lion incense burner smoldered with the highly valuable Dragon Birth incense, a dozen or so pearls glowing like bright lamps in the night.

Except for Joan of Arc, who went to sleep early for pregnancy care, Ning Yu, Moer, Daisy, Ruona, Qian Qian, Gortani, and Golinny were all present, including the little beauty Medusa, Fei Wenli from Caiyu City, here to join in the revelry with her sister. The room was filled with various fragrant and glamorous presences, and with the surrounding mercury glass mirrors, it appeared as if countless beauties were present, almost indistinguishable which were real and which were reflections.

Ji Sikaibi’s keen eyes also noticed that she was resting against Tan Lang’s chest. She smiled, pinched the white towel, and gently wiped Liu Zhenhan’s forehead.

Sometimes, all that’s needed between a man and a woman is a touching detail, and Ji Sikaibi’s gesture right now was exactly that.

Liu Zhenhan dumbly stared for a while, then suddenly bent down and kissed the water lily beauty fiercely. Kissing someone who possessed a Turtle Absorption barrier was undoubtedly a painful affair. With a clang, the silver basin Ji Sikaibi had been holding slipped from her grasp, hitting the carpet, and instantly saturating the opulent Mulan rug with water.

The white towel was first tightly gripped in Ji Sikaibi’s hand, then slowly slid off.

The water lily beauty’s long eyelashes fluttered intensely, her cheeks flushing red as she shyly wrapped her arms around Liu Zhenhan’s neck.

The room fell silent.

"Ha ha!" Liu Zhenhan raised his head and laughed mischievously, with a flick of his instep, he casually pulled out the Chevrolet Battle Axe, chopping it into the door frame. After the loud noise, the sharp edge of the axe was deeply wedged into the iron door.

"I just said... uh... tonight you... uh... none of you are going to leave!" Liu Zhenhan’s demeanor was now that of a complete drunkard and lecher.

"Richard!" Ning Yu’s face nearly dripped blood with embarassment, stepping forward to thump Liu Zhenhan on the head: "Stop it! Don’t you see what’s going on today, and who’s here!"

"I don’t care who’s here! All I know is that you’re all my wives!" Liu Zhenhan declared righteously, embracing Ning Yu’s slender waist with pride, looking rather pleased with himself with an arm around each of them.

"Have you really drunk too much?" Ning Yu, both shy and angry, yanked at his beard, stood on tiptoes, and whispered into her husband’s ear: "You damned scoundrel! Are you deliberately trying to embarrass me? Miss Medusa, Fei Wenli from Caiyu City, just came in with Lily and Nini! Qian Qian is here too, how can you say such things in front of them?"

"What, what... Medusa? Where..." Liu Zhenhan squinted, drunkenly sizing up Fei Wenli. What a Medusa she was, indeed; a little beauty brimming with the charm of Eastern belles, her black hair like clouds, her waist so slender it could be encircled by one’s hands, and her features exquisitely delicate.

Due to the numerous reflections of people in the surrounding mirrors, Liu Zhenhan was actually looking at Fei Wenli in the mirror, while the real Fei Wenli was so embarrassed she didn’t know where to put her hands. The victor of the ritual contest was now nothing but a little lass.

"What about Medusa?" Liu Zhenhan’s blurry gaze drifted away from the mirror, audaciously remarking without a sense of shame.

This rough diamond of a man, self-proclaimed as a blend of talent and idol, was full of tricks and cunning methods, boasting countless schemes.

With so many people around, each with skin as thin as paper, especially the lasses like Fei Wenli and Qian Qian, who had not the slightest connection with Liu Zhenhan, suddenly faced with such a big scene, they really couldn’t hold their faces up.

But after this Overlord was helped into the cave’s bedroom, he suddenly sprung up from the bed as if a spring was attached to his rear, blocking the door completely. Now, even better, he took a Battle Axe and chopped at it. With no path to heaven and no door into the earth, what were they to do now?

A few of the beauties had just come to their senses from panic, only to become more frantic.

Helen, Moer, Daisy, and Nana didn’t know what to do either. A drunken person is no longer human. The last time Richard got drunk, he spilled quite a few boudoir secrets, and that was after just one pound of strong liquor. Today, he’s downed three to four pounds already; it’d be strange if he didn’t cause some trouble!

"Don’t hide, and don’t run!" Liu Zhenhan became even more wild, his drunken eyes blurring over: "Who dares to move, I’ll be the first to drag her over! Look at this palm-sized bedroom, where the hell can you fly off to!"

Like sheep in a storm, seven beauties squeezed together in a huddle.

"My lady, this humble one greets you." Liu Zhenhan cackled weirdly, forcefully embracing Ning Yu in his arms.

As soon as his voice fell, Ning Yu let out a piercing scream and was toppled onto the carpet.

Seeing Richard and Ning Yu behave as if no one else was present, three of the onlooking beauties’ pupils dilated to the extreme. They slumped softly to the ground, fainting on the spot.

In the blurry reflection of the glass mirror, a room of spring colors swayed gently.

Being a martial artist, it was Gortani who woke up first from her dazed state the next morning. She barely lifted her arm and saw that the "Vermilion Blood" red sand was no longer on her snow-white arm, shaped like a lotus root. Nini let out a piercing scream, her snow-white wings suddenly spread open, with one blood feather startlingly red.

Liu Zhenhan bolted upright, a cigar with swirling smoke in his mouth, staring down at Gortani without blinking, his nostrils fiercely puffing out two columns of smoke.

Gortani was too embarrassed to continue looking; she threw herself into that broad, hairy chest and embraced it tightly.

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This seems a bit lowbrow. My editor once said that one should always leave something unattainable, haha, forget it... Animal blood is just animal blood; lacking wildness makes it less authentic... Just stew it all in one pot...

Don’t scold me, alright? I’ve really been busy with farm work lately. You don’t believe me about the hacker incident, nor about the farm work, I’m speechless.