Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 242 Killing Wang Youcai

"No one can stop me from killing you. It's too late for you to regret now."

The piece of lead flower between Chen Ning'an's eyebrows emitted light and slowly peeled off his body.

The petal is a starting point, and the entire front of Chen Ning'an's skin and flesh are peeled off like peeling a banana, turning into a petal of flesh and blood.

Among the petals, there are struggling mountains and a cross-shaped bridge that keeps turning into the distance, appearing and disappearing on the flesh and blood.

There was a pair of eyes on the petals that moved along with the door, gently rolling up the door's surface, slowly shrinking and fitting onto Chen Ning'an's face.

The painful sound at the door suddenly disappeared.

The lead flowers were glowing, and so Chen Ning'an also glowed, digesting the thing in a daze.

An imperial capital that lasted for five years. Although the imperial capital has sunk, the five years are still there.

It was not Jiao Yunfeng's ability, but the thing that fixed Jiao Yunfeng. Under the Qi-gazing technique, it was a deep blue with an extremely dim purple.

Rather than saying that Jiao Yunfeng stayed in the imperial capital for five years, it would be more accurate to say that it was the lavender thing that kept Jiao Yunfeng in the imperial capital for five years.

Jiao Yunfeng was suppressed in an instant, the lead flower petals swayed, and the lavender thing turned into a nail.

It was a very ordinary nail, only slightly longer than a finger, and he placed it in his palm to observe it.

"Chen Ning'an, don't steal!"

Xiaoliu, who was ordered to observe, appeared in time. He saw the yard disappearing and merging into Chen Ningan's body!
This is a valuable item from Prince Chun's Mansion! How could something that can be stored in the palace's lantern realm be a simple item?
No matter what, Jiao Yunfeng was a member of Prince Chun's mansion and Prince Chun's grandson. Yet he was killed without any reason. Prince Chun would be extremely furious if he knew about it.

"Do you want to die again?"

Chen Ning'an's cold eyes were fixed on Xiaoliu's armor, where it was pitch black.

"I am already dead."

The Sixth Master sneered and said, "What else can you kill me for?"

At worst, it will just turn into armor.

This is Prince Chun’s Palace, Chen Ningan can’t defeat Him.

"Haha, do you think I can't kill you again?"

There was a dark flash in Chen Ning'an's eyes, which made Sixth Master couldn't help but take two steps back.

Chen Ning'an approached Him and slapped Him on the face.

"I will not kill you today, because Prince Chun's Mansion is quite interesting to me. Tell Prince Chun that I will not break my promise."

"You... stop!"

When has Sixth Master ever been insulted like this? The light was shaking inside, and transparent filaments began to grow on his armor.

The power of nightmare slowly spread, and transparent filaments began to appear throughout the world.

But when these things touched other courtyards in Prince Chun's Mansion, they were immediately bounced away.

With the influence of other nightmare forces, this place suddenly became lively.

"Ah."

Chen Ning'an sneered and his figure suddenly disappeared.

The next second, Sixth Master's armor suddenly stopped, and all the power of nightmares was restrained.

A nail was driven into the center of His brow, in the middle of His armor, the same nail that had nailed Jiao Yunfeng.

“This thing is really useful.”

Chen Ning'an observed this seemingly ordinary nail and could hardly feel anything special about it.

He took apart the armor and removed the nails. Sixth Master's recovery took an extremely long time and he was almost motionless.

"You are such a waste, you have soiled my hands."

Chen Ning'an looked down at the lead flowers. There was no need to waste such a precious thing here. At least he needed to use it sparingly before developing a second city.

The lights in Prince Chun's mansion were left behind him. Chen Ning'an slowly walked into the real world, and the noisy sounds returned to his ears.

It was already late at night. The imperial capital had been basically silent for the past few years, and he was still a little uncomfortable with the noise.

Various sounds came from afar, but only the silence of Prince Chun's Mansion made him feel somewhat at ease.

"Old Prince Chun, thank you."

He bowed and prepared to leave. It was time to go find Ying Wuyi.

Chen Ning'an's steps did not move, and he naturally floated in the air. He was no longer controlled by Qi or wind as before.

But it was the divine consciousness that carried him, and he really felt very comfortable as an immortal.

According to everyone's memory when they came here, from the backyard to the courtyard, and then walking to the front yard, is where he met Prince Chun.

Walking further ahead is the guest room. Chen Ningan enjoyed the moonlight and stars, feeling more comfortable than ever before.

The chirping of insects, the whistling of the wind, the dim sounds of the night, and the familiar humming.

The rhythmic dream song made Chen Ning'an stop in front of a yard.

He frowned slightly. There was an unbearable smell of blood here.

The window could not block his eyes at all, and he could see inside the house. The neat sheets were stained with muddy white and bright red, with dark brown everywhere.

There were several severed fingers scattered on one side of the room, and slender limbs on the other.

The limbs were covered in black and bruises, and in the corner, there lay a woman with her lips completely smashed.

The teeth were neatly placed next to the relatively intact eye.

This is not a human being at all, but just a broken and torn rag doll. Chen Ningan heard the sound of flushing, and in the toilet were wisps of plucked hair with scalp attached.

He felt that the woman's face was very familiar.

A familiar ballad spilled out from her throat, her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, because her throat was pierced by a long needle.

His spiritual sense saw more clearly that the flickering candle flame was about to be blown out by the wind, and he could not help but go to the window to watch.

The physical eyes and the spiritual consciousness overlap, and the familiar smell enters the tip of the nose.

This woman... is...

Chun Yufeng!
The expression on Chen Ning'an's face suddenly calmed down. He saw the woman humming unconsciously through the window.

At this moment, the flushing sound in the toilet stopped, and the person inside came out and looked at him.

Wang Youcai.

The night wind stopped.

The chirping of insects accompanied by the moonlight led into the dark clouds, and the world was then painted with a layer of black.

Chen Ning'an's figure blurred for a moment and appeared in the room. He turned his gaze to look at the woman.

The woman looked at him with her only remaining cloudy and bloodshot eye.

The candle flame went out instantly.

The humming also stopped abruptly.

Chen Ning'an's expression became even calmer, and he reached out and touched his chest woodenly.

Very strange feeling.

"Why do this?"

He spoke, and his tone was extremely calm, without any emotion in it.

"Prince Chun asked me to find out your weakness."

There was nothing wrong with Wang Youcai's answer. Chen Ning'an didn't look at him, but lowered his head, picked up the tooth, and raised his head that was about to break.

Chun Yufeng has suffered inhuman torture and is now disabled. If he were rescued, there would probably be problems.

She will live the rest of her life in pain, destruction and fear, but if her memories are replaced, she will no longer be herself.

Then it would be equivalent to me having no objection to saving her, I was just resurrecting another person.

He was in a dilemma as he held the bunch of dolls in his hands.

His heart seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't breathe. Chen Ning'an inevitably thought of Chun Yufeng's voice, smell, words in the darkness, and the "click" sound of his jumping steps hitting the ground.

What kind of feeling was this? He almost forgot, the last time he had this feeling, it seemed that someone of Wang Youcai's had died.

"Step aside."

Wang Youcai pulled Chun Yufeng's broken body away from his arms: "I haven't found out your weakness yet, she can't die." He wanted to use the power of the lantern world to revive the doll and continue to interrogate.

"Wang Youcai, let go."

Chen Ning'an did not move, but the doll broke free from his hand and fell to the ground again.

The teeth drilled back into the mouth one by one, and the raging doll's limbs were automatically stitched together, and the spirit was like the most exquisite sculpture of nature.

It is truly a masterpiece of craftsmanship, the doll has become its complete form.

"Let her sleep. No need to revive her."

After comprehensive consideration, Chen Ning'an decided to give up. It was torture to stay in this purgatory of the world.

"No, I didn't get the answer."

Wang Youcai refused and wanted to take the doll away by force.

"I said, let her sleep."

Chen Ning'an's eyes went from calm to deep, like a bottomless pool of water.

An uneasy atmosphere was surging, and Wang Youcai's arm stopped slightly. This was... murderous intent!
The moonlight was hidden deeper, and some people in Prince Chun's Mansion were alarmed. Some sounds of doors opening and closing could be heard faintly.

"Chen Ning'an, you are looking for death."

Wang Youcai walked closer to him and said, "Everyone has distance in life. Don't complete your own distance."

"I don't want to kill you."

As He said this, different things began to emerge in the room.

In the Qi-gazing technique, there was a deep blue sky, and the power of nightmare spread. Wang Youcai's torso became even thinner, and his former figures began to emerge.

Chen Ning'an saw many classmates and strangers who had almost faded from his memory, and also saw Wang's parents, but they were just supporting characters.

Among these people, a woman stood beside Wang Youcai and looked at him.

In the deep prison, there is a woman from that "family" family.

The moment He appeared, the danger level here increased sharply and everything changed.

The nightmare seemed like a real nightmare, and Chen Ningan felt the pressure.

A nightmare that was completely different from the nightmare power within his body.

Deeper, more...complete!
"Chen Ning'an, the power in your body is incomplete. It was dispersed by that thing at the beginning."

Wang Youcai looked down at him and said, "The power of nightmares is completely different from nightmares. You will die."

He no longer gave Chen Ning'an any chance and made it clear that he wanted to kill him.

Chen Ning'an didn't look at Him, but looked at the woman.

In the spiritual consciousness, Wang Youcai and this woman are half merged together.

But they have two heads, just like...

Just like the three corpses on his body.

But it is obvious that women also have their own consciousness.

"long time no see."

The woman's voice was full of nostalgia, as if she had met an old friend.

"I'm not in the mood to get to know you right now."

Disgust appeared on Chen Ningan's face: "You'd better leave now, otherwise, I may not guarantee what the consequences will be."

"You're bragging again."

The woman seemed to have known Chen Ning'an for a long time, but Chen Ning'an did not know her.

He didn't want to waste time now, so the doll behind him floated up and he turned around and left Prince Chun's Mansion.

"Stop."

Wang Youcai yelled at the woman, "Family, why don't you take action?"

"bass!"

Suddenly, Chen Ning'an turned around, and the lead flowers on his forehead tore the skin, tearing open one-third of his body, like a piece of red cloth passing through Wang Youcai's body.

The flesh and blood exploded instantly and slowly returned to his body.

This was very sudden but was resolved in the blink of an eye. Chen Ning'an's move was a sure kill.

He looked at the woman calmly: "I helped you solve the problem, stay away from me."

"You really just killed me without any hesitation. You can't even think about our past relationship."

The woman laughed and waved her hand, and three Wang Youcai appeared here.

"But how can you be sure that He is really dead?"

The woman slowly sat down on the blood-stained bed sheet: "No one can disobey the orders of Prince Chun's Mansion, especially this person~
He pointed at Chun Yufeng floating in the air and said, "She is still from Prince Chun's Mansion. You can't take her away."

"She must live today."

"Are you kidding me? I am right here. Do I need you to ask her for my weakness?"

Chen Ningan spoke in a declarative tone: "This is totally illogical."

"Prince Chun's orders are the greatest logic, we are just following orders."

The three Wang Youcai spoke: "Chen Ningan, personally I want to kill you, but you still don't worry about what Prince Chun said."

Is this the top person?

Chen Ning'an shook his head slightly: "It's just a bunch of stones. I said I would take her away today, so I will take her away."

He no longer concealed himself, and his soul slowly walked out of the shadow.

"I will play with you today!"

"It's just the power of nightmare."

The woman commented that the movement here had already been noticed. Many high-level people in Prince Chun’s Mansion had their eyes fixed here. Didn’t they see that the metal was twisted?

"Mortals always see only the surface."

Chen Ning'an shook his head, and his dark soul slowly reached out and tore open the lamp realm, tearing open a neglected piece of the lamp realm.

The realm of death lamp.

Above the lamp scene, the Buddha statue had long disappeared, and the character for Buddha no longer had the human radical, leaving only a “弗”.

The dark candlelight and bright yellow light illuminated the surroundings, making it even darker.

The nightmare belonging to the woman, the nightmare belonging to Wang Youcai, was burned with holes by the pitch-black candlelight.

"This is……

The woman showed a slight look of surprise.

The Death Lamp Realm is just a corner of a certain lamp realm, but the aura of this lamp realm is becoming more and more terrifying, echoing with a certain lamp realm!

"Wait a moment!"

Suddenly, a voice came from Prince Chun’s Mansion, causing Chen Ning’an’s hand to stop.

"Prince Chun just told you to take Chun Yufeng away."

The voice was unstable. It belonged to the old butler, who hurried here with the help of Dong Wei.

"Old Prince Chun, you have a good eye."

Chen Ningan sneered: But you provoked me, and you want me to leave now?

How could such a good thing happen in the world? He was so angry that he wanted to drag the entire Prince Chun's Mansion into the water.

"You have already taken the nail, and Prince Chun does not care about your greed."

The housekeeper warned him: "Prince Chun just doesn't want to be exposed too early."

"You don't want to?"

Chen Ningan fiercely tore the Death Lamp Realm with one hand, and shouted in a louder voice: "You don't want to, or you don't dare!"

With just a few words, he had grasped the vital point of Prince Chun's Mansion!
At this moment, if Prince Chun’s Mansion doesn’t kill him instantly and prevent him from resurrecting, it will become the first cannon fodder in this turmoil!
"You!" The housekeeper was furious: "You can only make one condition!"

(End of this chapter)