Chapter 2216: A Historical Moment! (3)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The spatial crack tore through the void, timely and providential, s.h.i.+elding the embarra.s.sed Xu Xiaoshou.

Xu Xiaoshous figure flickered.

The next moment, Xu Xiaoshous voice trembled as he spoke:

Boss, not cool!

At least give me back the fingers and wrist before you leave, so I can return them to the owner!

Mmmph. Lei Xier couldnt help but giggle, trying to m.u.f.fle the sound with her hand.

In that instant, everyone woke up from their dreams, staring in terror at her.

The second true body, as if granted a pardon, turned to stare at her in surprise, as if looking at a savior.

Even Bazhunan couldnt help but glance over.

Lei Xiers face froze with a smile, her pretty face turning red, as if blood could drip from her ears.

Sorry, I didnt mean to.

She apologized in a trembling voice barely louder than a mosquito.

As soon as she finished speaking, Lei Xiers silver hair began to change color, turning black, and her body shrankshe had chosen the invincible escape technique of the same school!

But halfway through, Lei Xiers hair color couldnt change back, and she let out a resistant youthful voice, terrified and sharp:

I dont want to go out!

No, you have to.

Dont come in!

No, I will.

You laughed on your own; its not my business!

This final scream came from the usually aloof Lei Xier.

The situation completely lost control.

Everyone stared at Xu Xiaoshou, who successfully escaped, then turned to Lei Xier, who failed to escape, feeling that the world had become incredibly interesting.

Bazhunan took a deep breath.

Initially indifferent, Bazhunan knew everyone would pretend not to see it.

Now, it had become a mess

Enough! Both of you. Bazhunan clenched his fist, joints cracking, the corners of his eyes twitching.

The world instantly returned to silence.

Lei Xier was stuck halfway, her hair half-silver and half-black, the second true body held his breath, afraid to make a sound.

Everyone who had been awakened behind them didnt dare to close their eyes again, as if the shut of their eyelids would make a deafening noise, drawing everyones attention.

Deathly silence spread on Abyss Island.

Bazhunan was about to speak again, breaking the silence, indicating his magnanimity and grace in overlooking past grievances.

The void abruptly cracked open again

Very slow.

Very light.

As slow as a crawling turtle.

As if as long as it remained this way, no one could seeeveryone with eyes wide open was blind!

From the spatial crack, a hand emerged silently, gently poking the second true bodys waist.

Then, into his palm, fingers were inserted one by one.

The first, the second

After inserting the fingers, he proceeded to tuck in that small section of the wrist.

Eh? Realizing that there wasnt enough s.p.a.ce, the hand quietly moved to the left, discreetly stuffing Bazhunans wrist into the left palm of the second true body

Indeed, not a sound was made.

But under the gaze of everyone, the current silence was deafening.

Ive tolerated you for quite a while now!

Since the Tiansang Spirit Palace, Ive wanted to kill you!

Bazhunans eyebrows suddenly raised, and after a yell, he casually summoned Mei Sirens fallen fan, turning it into a fierce sword and thrusting forward. Fine! Kill me! I should die! I dont deserve to live!

The second true body roared, closing its eyes, employing the ultimate killing movean attempt to use offense as a defense to awaken Bazhunans conscience.

Bazhunan, with a good temperament, could tolerate major faults, not to mention that he had promised equality to Xu Xiaoshou, who had just joined the Saint Servant.

At the last moment, he restrained his force and didnt vent his anger on this innocent subst.i.tute.

Only then did everyone feel their hearts return to their throats and fall back to their proper places.

Precisely at that moment.

After Bazhunan restrained his power, the folding fan, no longer constrained by power, unfolded on its own.

This sound was too piercing!

Louder than the sound of the Ancestral Origin Emperor Tribulation!

Everyone couldnt help but turn their heads to look at the paper fan, which was held by Bazhunan by its end and lifted high.

On the fan, bold and colorful characters depicted dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, graceful and unrestrained!

The side that everyone saw was:

Easy, easy.

What Bazhunan saw was:

Amazing, amazing.

Mei Sirens heart skipped a beat, almost stopping.

Bazhunan, like a puppet on a string, turned his head, glancing at the immortal Master Siren.

The old sword saint had already closed his eyes in advance, with another fan unfurled in front of his face.

On the fan, vivid characters were written:

Sorry.

You didnt mean to either?

Ugh, Bazhunan grunted, his chest swelling, a hint of crimson appearing at the corner of his lips..