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Chapter 950 Confession
"Please, Patriarch, abandon your personal hobbies! Put the greater good first!!" the Zhang family members shouted in unison.

Ning Yue: "???"

Rinne: "..."

At this moment, Ling Yin and the others had extremely strange expressions. Good heavens, what kind of bizarre turn of events is this?

Zhang Yun'er was a little unhappy when she heard this: "No, I want to be hit!"

The First Elder's face was flushed with anger. He had spent 40 years painstakingly crafting several deadly bullets for the Zhang family, just waiting to deal with the Ning family. But instead of attacking them, the family head wanted to be attacked.

Are you out of your mind?

"Stop Zhang Yun'er! She's gone mad!"

The elder addressed the two most powerful ghost hunters of the Zhang family beside him. Both were middle-aged men with very robust builds. They stopped Zhang Yun'er and were pulling her backward.

Under normal circumstances, they would not have been able to stop Zhang Yun'er, but Zhang Yun'er had already been hit three times by Bai Wan with the World Tree and was injured. The two men were also experts, so Zhang Yun'er was indeed dragged away for a while.

As Zhang Yun'er dragged him away, she cried out, "Let me go! Don't stop me! I'm going to get whipped! Damn it, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! If I miss this chance, I'll never have another chance to be hit by such a big tree! And I like Brother Nani, I like it when he whips me with a tree!"

"Let me go!"

"A golden tree! That's a golden tree! A hundred-meter-tall golden tree!! Do you know how satisfying it is to be hit by a hundred-meter-tall golden tree? You bastard! Let me go!"

The two men's lips twitched in disbelief as they stared at Zhang Yun'er, the head of the Zhang family, before them.

They had no idea the patriarch had this hobby. Even if he did, why has it surfaced now? Is it simply impossible to hide it any longer? And why is it erupting so violently? Is it because there are truly very few golden trees in the world that are a hundred meters tall?

The two men looked bewildered, but still pulled her forcefully. The elder shouted angrily, "Take her back quickly, this crazy woman!"

The elder was speechless, so he turned around to look at the Ning family members and the man holding the World Tree who was acting strangely. What was going on? How did Zhang Yun'er become like this?
Before he could figure it out, he heard a struggle nearby. He glanced over casually and was almost speechless with shock. He saw Zhang Yun'er, who was being held hostage by two burly men, still sticking her head out and shouting at Bai Wan. Finally, to the astonishment of the elder, she even pulled out her gun and fired seven shots into the sky.

Seven blood-black bullets flew into the sky and exploded, accompanied by seven earth-shattering sounds. The bullets then formed the shape of a heart.

"Brother Nani, I love you! I love you like a mouse loves rice!"

Bai Wan: "!!!"

Grand Elder: "???"

Ning Yue: "!!!!"

At this moment, everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief as the seven terrifying bullets exploded in the sky, forming a giant heart. Most terrifyingly, the entire sky was almost burned apart. Each of those terrifying shockwaves was a god-destroying bullet.

At this moment, even the Ning and Zhang families, who were originally fighting, stopped fighting. In particular, the First Elder stood there blankly like a soulless puppet.

Then, in a daze, he coughed up blood and sat down on the ground, looking as if he had aged decades.

"I...I...I spent 40 years making seven God-Slaying Bullets!!!"

"what!!!!!"

"Damn it!! You used my 40 years' worth of God-Slaying Bullets to make hearts to confess your love???"

The First Elder was so angry that his head spun. It was the God-Slaying Bomb that he had spent 40 years and consumed 40 years of the Zhang family's resources to make, and this spendthrift woman had used it to make heart-shaped fireworks for a confession.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Ning Yue, Ling Yun, and the others also gaped wide-eyed, momentarily unable to believe it.

"This, Zhang Yun'er, she...she's so romantic!" Ning Yue couldn't help but say.

Even Lingyin, with her proud personality, showed a hint of admiration. "You're quite the character," she thought. "Using your family's 40 years of accumulated wealth for a confession like that—well done, you're a formidable one. I admire you." Even the prophet Lin Xuan'er was shocked.

How far does one have to go to be obsessed with love?

The battlefield was brought to a standstill by Zhang Yun'er's seven shells.

Seven times, all the accumulation of the Zhang family over the past 40 years has been arranged into a beautiful heart shape in the sky.

The eldest elder of the Zhang family struggled to sit up, but his vision was somewhat blurred, and he felt as if he couldn't see anything. The second elder's face was pale at this moment. He had already thought he was pitiful for missing an arm.

But when he saw his older brother looking ten years older and unsteady, he suddenly realized that he wasn't the most pitiful one.

"Why, why??" The Grand Elder's mind went blank; he couldn't understand, especially seeing Zhang Yun'er still struggling, laughing loudly and shouting:

"Old man, make me another 40 years. One heart isn't enough. I want to make nine little hearts for my brother Nani to move him!"

Great Elder: "..."

The elder had just gotten up when he was so angry that he lay back down and fainted.

"What's going on!" The Second Elder's face was also grim. The assassin they hired at a high price only knew how to make shit, and the Zhang Yun'er family head used seven cannonballs made with 40 years' worth of resources to make a confession firework, and now he still wanted to get beaten up, while his eldest brother had already fainted from anger.

What should we do? How can we possibly contend with the Ning family now?

"Damn it, is this the only way we can resort to?" The Second Elder gritted his teeth.

A dark glint flashed in the Second Elder's eyes, and then he clenched his fists tightly.

"You want to destroy my Zhang family? I won't let you get away with this! Die!"

Rumble!
Bai Wan and the others were still fighting when suddenly their bodies flashed, the environment in front of them changed, and everyone disappeared from the Zhang family.

Where did the Zhang family take us?

Lingyin stared warily at her surroundings. They had been fighting in the Zhang family's open space, but in the blink of an eye, they had arrived at this place.

This is a corridor with no windows, and candles hang on both sides of the corridor.

The faint smell of dust could be heard from ahead.

"Everyone be careful, this should be the Zhang family's teleportation array," Lin Xuan'er said to the others.

Ning Yue nodded and said warily, "I didn't expect them to have set up magic arrays in various places in advance. However, using magic arrays comes at a great cost... They teleported so many of us at once, I'm afraid many of the Zhang family's ghost hunters will also die."

Such legendary magic arrays require the sacrifice of souls.

The Zhang family has now brought players like Ning Yue and Bai Wan to this place, which obviously cost them a considerable amount of money.

Where is this place?
"Everyone, pay attention. They went to so much trouble to teleport us here, they definitely don't have good intentions. I feel something's off about this place." Shouheng frowned slightly and glanced at the long stone steps behind him. The steps looked covered in dust and seemed to have a very ancient history.

"Wait a minute, there's a door ahead." Jiang Manman took two steps forward and, by the light of the lamp, saw a door right in front of them. Bai Wan and the others exchanged glances and cautiously stepped forward, only to find that it was a very ancient gate.

The moment they saw that gate, Shouheng and the others' expressions changed. The gate was very strange; it was covered with things that looked like children's scribbles, some kind of incantation, and some pictographic drawings.

The surrounding walls were also covered with these uncomfortable, bizarre images.

This gave everyone the feeling that the eyes in the painting seemed to be staring at them.

At that moment, one word came to everyone's mind—basement.

(End of this chapter)