Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 960 - 27: The Old Vampire’s Sandbox Game

The three of them, Wang Yunxiao, stealthily approached the villa.

It felt like they were acting like thieves.

On the surface, the villa looked perfectly fine, but it concealed hidden secrets within.

Shen Qingxi... The newly arrived Eldest Miss Shen took a dozen bodyguards inside, and after that, there wasn’t a sound from within.

There were also no signs of activity from outside the window.

"What should we do?"

Shen Qingxi was a bit anxious: "There must be an alarm system in this villa. As soon as we enter, it’ll trigger it. Do any of you know any way to infiltrate inside?"

Wang Yunxiao spread his hands, indicating he was powerless.

Infiltration? What’s that?

I, the dignified head of the Special Service Section, have no need for such disgraceful tactics.

Li Mumu also indicated she was powerless.

I, the dignified miss of a real estate company, how could I stoop to such things?

It seemed they couldn’t rely on these two.

Shen Qingxi gritted her teeth, preparing to use a newly learned skill.

She took out a jade pendant, bit her finger, smeared the blood on the jade pendant, and softly recited a spell. Her pupils instantly dilated, plunging into a trance-like state.

This was one of the divine skills mastered by the Witch Doctor Technique, soul projection.

"Take care of her here, I’ll go have a look at the back." Li Mumu whispered to Wang Yunxiao and turned to head for the backdoor.

Once out of Wang Yunxiao’s sight, she whispered softly, "Wendy!"

A spatial rift abruptly opened beside her, a soft tentacle emerged and pulled her into the Dreamland for Children.

"Tsk, she seems embarrassed in front of me." Wang Yunxiao shook his head and sighed.

Li Mumu had a bit too many hidden secrets.

Moreover, Shen Qingxi’s recent probing made him wary.

Both of these women weren’t simple.

Luckily, he only needed to handle one of them.

It’s not easy for a man to choose a wife. He should be aware of his league and make choices accordingly.

The external qualities of Eldest Miss Li were already perfect. Could he expect she had no internal flaws?

What is this, a Crown Prince selecting a consort? So picky!

Wang Yunxiao shook his head, putting these chaotic thoughts aside, and took out a notebook from his pocket.

Lines of text appeared on it.

"Detected..."

"I want the chat records inside."

The text on the page paused for a moment and begrudgingly began to fade away.

"Discovered conversation content from three minutes ago—"

"Splott, do you realize the size of the trouble you’ve caused?"

"Just a few kids..."

"This is Tianmen, not Lanton. Remember, I warned you not to bring your filthy habits here. Once the Special Service Bureau takes notice, no one can save your life!"

"Don’t be so tense; you look like you’re about to wet your pants."

"If you’re not tense, why did you call us? Can’t even handle a few kids..."

"I must admit, it is indeed a bit troublesome, and I don’t want to create a big commotion. As you said, there’s no need to attract official attention. This city has more than a million people; they don’t have that much focus..."

Within the villa’s basement, there was a large sandbox, where one could see numerous toy soldiers, each less than ten centimeters tall, fiercely battling within the sandbox world.

The silver-haired Vampire Marquis Splott and Shen Qingxi sat on opposite sides of the sandbox, fully focused on it.

This was a miniature Outer Dimension, or one might call it a Plane Fragment.

Originally, he only intended to capture a small mermaid, but unexpectedly, a group of ferocious tiger sharks followed, making it difficult to cope even with the deep magical prowess of a Vampire Marquis.

Yet he was reluctant to give up.

The pureblood descendant’s talent was truly extraordinary, but instead of revitalizing the Blood Clan’s glory, she wasted time idly.

Shen Qingxi focused her gaze on the center of the sandbox, at the Demon King Castle atop the mountain peak. The blood clan girl, whose real name was Moliana, was restrained by heavy chains, imprisoned in the castle’s deepest dungeon.

Outside the castle, an endless army of undead blocked the paths of those brave comrades who came to save her.

On the surface, everything seemed under control.

But in reality, Moliana was already awake, silently waiting for the right moment to escape.

And the brave comrades outside weren’t exerting their full strength either.

They were dragging out time, allowing the wise ones in their team to study the underlying rules of this sandbox world.

The Vampire Marquis’s pieces were almost exhausted, and the brave comrades were beginning to grasp the underlying rules. Without any external factors, they could escape the sandbox within an hour.

Splott made a mistake, a mistake typical of the Old Man from Europe.

The lack of adequate understanding of the ancient civilization heritage of the Far East.

Always thinking they could bully as if dealing with natives of a colony.

Indeed, there were some ’dishes,’ but when People of Ming host an event, they don’t serve each dish one at a time.

Shen Qingxi thought long and hard, then tapped lightly on the sandbox.

"The Demon King Army from the West is entering the battlefield..."

Her power infused the sandbox, automatically forming a demon battle group of over a thousand, charging toward the back of the brave comrades’ team.

However, at that moment, several gazes from within the sandbox suddenly stared at her.

"Damn it..."

Shen Qingxi was shocked, aware of the trouble, but it was too late.

She heard someone whisper softly in her ear.

"Trash game, utterly lacking balance, not fun at all."

With a bang, the entire sandbox exploded.

A thaumaturgy?

What the hell did you capture and bring in?

Shen Qingxi took two steps back, angrily glancing at the Vampire Marquis.

Old vampire was overwhelmed by terror.

A frightening dragon might erupted from the sandbox, as if a pair of enormous eyes capable of piercing through the void fell upon him, biological fear paralyzed him completely, unable to move.

Thankfully, this body wasn’t mortal; otherwise, he would have wet his pants.

Shen Qingxi turned and fled.

Behind her, the old vampire let out a terrifying scream in anger and fear.

After running a mere few steps out the door, a foot suddenly stretched out beside her, tripping her, and as she raised her head, a pair of silver handcuffs appeared before her.

"Be conscious." Wang Yunxiao casually tossed the handcuffs beside her, turning to look at the collapsing villa.

The tranquil Western-style villa from moments ago, at the moment of the sandbox’s collapse, was directly destroyed by the unleashed power, slowly crumbling into a sky-high cloud of dust.