Chapter 1968: Chapter 1958: Cellphone, Killing Trap!
"You, you should go back and take a good rest first. You haven’t closed your eyes for a whole day and night. Aren’t you afraid your body can’t take it?"
Beiming Huang also felt helpless and speechless towards this younger sister.
At her age, she should be playing, but encountering such a great disaster now, perhaps she really shouldn’t bear it alone.
"Sister, you can’t treat me like a child. Now that the Beiming Mansion is in great danger, we should stand united against the enemy. Let’s face it together. Don’t look at my young age. My shoulders can bear the responsibility."
The little girl spoke earnestly with an impressive air.
"Pfft~"
Beiming Huang couldn’t help but want to laugh out loud. This is called responsibility? Not being a drag is already quite commendable.
"Alright, alright. You should go and comfort Huahua and Tangtang. They haven’t been in a good mood lately. You should stay with them and talk. That’s what you should be doing."
"What about you? What are you going to do?"
"Me?" Beiming Huang was startled, then smiled and said, "I’m older than you, your sister. Of course, I need to shoulder the responsibility with our mother."
"Give it a rest. You and mother shoulder the responsibility? At most, you’re just a burden, you damned cultured youth!"
After saying that, the little girl ran off dismissively.
"Who... who are you calling a cultured youth? How am I one? You’re the cultured youth, alright?"
Hit in a sore spot, she was so angry that her chest heaved, but she was helpless. She could only swallow her pride.
.........
Far in the Greece Wilderness, Lin Zifeng and the handsome guy had already successfully escaped the range of the Bright Sect. With their cultivation greatly advanced, the man and the dog returned to the Greek Altar.
The handsome guy just wanted to see if the natives of the Barbarians Clan had really left. By the way, they would trace the direction in which they had gone, to see where they had settled. Maybe he was still thinking about coming back to be the Guardian God in the future.
Inside the altar... it was already midday.
The two were hiding inside the altar, afraid to come out. The scorching Greek sun could indeed roast a person alive; coming out at this time, if not sunburned to death, would certainly turn one into a black ghost.
Lin Zifeng was meditating with his eyes closed. The handsome guy lay beside him, playing with Lin Zifeng’s phone.
"Hey! Kid, I’ve seen you carrying this phone with you, yet you haven’t turned it on until now. Why not just throw it away? It takes up space."
"What do you know? I keep the phone in the Magic Bracelet’s storage space; how does that take up space?" Lin Zifeng cursed.
"You’ve been keeping this thing on you, but never use it. Is it broken?" Like a curious baby, the handsome guy kept flipping the phone over and over in his palm.
He recognized the phone, but hadn’t used it.
He wasn’t too interested in such things.
"Hey! Kid. I turned on your phone."
"Once it’s on, turn it off later. Don’t waste the battery." Lin Zifeng still hadn’t opened his eyes.
"Tch~ it’s just power, big deal. Later I’ll charge it for ten days and nights to fill it up full." The handsome guy gave him a sidelong glance, annoyed.
Then it got up and walked to the side, toying with the phone. He knew about phones but never really played with them. After turning it off,
a constant stream of messages and missed calls appeared on the display screen.
"Damn! So many missed calls and messages. What kind of people are around you?"
This guy cast Lin Zifeng a glance, then ignored him, continuing to use his paw to touch the display screen, learning.
You wouldn’t believe it, a dog quickly learned to play with the phone. Unfortunately, it couldn’t use data to surf the internet. It couldn’t here in the Greece Wilderness due to lack of signal.
But messages received could be seen.
"Hmm?"
Seeing Zhang Mengjie’s message on the phone, the handsome guy’s eyes became deep and serious. After opening the message, it was filled with messages from Zhang Mengjie, Beiming Yu, Nangong Bing, Jia Zhenjing, and others.
The messages from everyone were roughly the same.
"Could it be that the Holy Hall is in trouble?"
The handsome guy frowned humanely, his eyes became sharp. Whoa~ he jumped up and quickly ran in front of Lin Zifeng.
Anxious, his fur stood on end.
"Kid, our Holy Hall is in big trouble!" The handsome guy rushed in front of him, quickly handing the phone to Lin Zifeng.
Ever since coming to the Greece Wilderness, Lin Zifeng kept the phone turned off in the Magic Bracelet’s storage space, just to avoid wasting battery power; it would be a problem if it drained.
Taking the phone passed by the handsome guy, Lin Zifeng looked through all the message records on it. It was filled densely with messages from people he knew.
Notably, there was also a small video sent via SMS.
"Lin, Lin Shao, the Holy Hall is doomed. Miss Nangong’s departure into demon is known to all. Where, where are you?"
In the small video, Zhang Mengjie couldn’t be seen, it was pitch black, but her voice was very anxious. It seemed something big had happened to the Holy Hall.
"Kid, what exactly happened. Could it be that our Holy Hall really has something big going on?"
The handsome guy was listening to the voice in the small video beside him. He recognized Zhang Mengjie’s voice and naturally heard that something big had indeed happened at the Holy Hall. Otherwise, Zhang Mengjie wouldn’t have spoken so tremblingly.
"Bang!"
Lin Zifeng slammed his fist hard into the stone wall. Dust flew. His eyes, uncertain and flickering, radiated a strong murderous aura.
Even though there were only Zhang Mengjie’s few brief words in the small video, he already speculated that the matter was far from simple. It’s very likely that the Holy Hall had indeed undergone a large-scale turmoil.
The matter of Nangong Bing being a Demon Cultivator had always weighed heavily on his mind, fearing being found out. Now the paper couldn’t cover the fire; it had indeed been found out.
He didn’t even know what her current situation was.
"Kid, don’t get worked up. It’s still not entirely clear, you need to control yourself. Absolutely don’t do anything stupid. Why don’t we go back now? Even if everyone knows about Miss Nangong becoming a demon, are we afraid? At worst, we’ll stand against the whole world!"
"Dead Dog, this disaster is not as simple as you think. It’s so serious that all of us might die!"
When saying the word ’die’, his voice was noticeably heavier.
Demon Cultivators are indeed targets to be exterminated in the Mortal World.
This is ancestral tradition; every cultivator in the Mortal World is obligated to kill demons!
"Damn it! Can’t we not be so pessimistic? Maybe things aren’t as you think. As long as Miss Nangong is still alive, there’s always hope. Alright, alright. There’s no use saying so much now. Let’s leave the wilderness as soon as possible, returning to protect the Holy Hall is the most critical now!"
He could see Lin Zifeng’s feelings for Nangong Bing.