Keyboard Immortal - Chapter 2605

1118: Suppression

“I’ve been thinking about it.” Zuan was quite frank. He held the soft body with more force.

“Sure enough, you’re a scumbag!” Pei Mianman struggled and pretended to be angry.

Zuan didn’t let go and still held her tightly.

Feeling his low mood, Pei Mianman stopped struggling and said softly, “I heard that you went to find the sister Chang’e and the goddess of Wushan. Didn’t you find them?”

“No…” Zuan let go a little, took her hand and sat down at the table, and told her roughly what he had seen and heard in the past few days.

“I didn’t expect that you two had been separated for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.” Pei Mianman was also a little absent-minded, and suddenly asked, “Does the goddess of Wushan really look like me?”

Zuan looked at her beautiful face: “Although they are exactly the same, they are actually completely opposite.”

“What a mess, you don’t have to say that deliberately to please me.” Pei Mianman snorted.

“I’m not lying,” Zu An stroked her hand, “The wife of the Goddess of Wushan is indeed the opposite of you. You are charming and passionate, but she is aloof and elegant. If you didn’t look exactly the same, I would find it hard to believe that she was your past life.”

“Aloof and elegant?” Pei Mianman was a little depressed, “It seems that you really prefer Chu Yan’s type.”

Zu An couldn’t help but laugh, “Why are you jealous of yourself?”

“What do you mean by yourself? She is her, I am me, and we are not the same person.” Pei Mianman puffed her cheeks. Anyone who has been imprisoned for a period of time and finally rescued, only to find that her lover has fallen in love with another woman. The key is that the other party may be her past life, which makes her unable to vent her anger. She feels really strange and indescribable in her heart.

“You are indeed different. I have never thought of her as you, let alone you as her.” Zu An also found it interesting to see that the two people who look the same have completely opposite personalities.

Hearing him say this, Pei Mianman felt a little better, but then she felt that her lover was obviously in a bad mood, but she was angry with him, and she couldn’t help feeling a little apologetic: “I heard them talk about the goddess of Wushan. She is indeed a woman that people can never forget after seeing her once.”

Zuan looked strange: “You are most likely praising yourself.”

“I’m so beautiful, and she looks like me, shouldn’t I praise her?” Pei Mianman snorted lightly, with a smile in her eyes. She hugged his arm and leaned her head on his shoulder, “Tell me about your story.”

Feeling the strong sense of oppression on his arm, Zuan sighed that it was indeed different from Yao Ji’s style: “Didn’t they tell you?”

“What they said is not as convincing as you as an eyewitness. They will definitely miss a lot of important information.” Pei Mianman raised her little face, and her peach blossom eyes that could speak were really charming.

Zuan then told her about their story. Pei Mianman was surprised after hearing it: “You didn’t go to bed?”

Zuan was very upset: “Is that the point?”

“Of course, it’s not in line with your personality,” Pei Mianman’s expression was a little narrow, “You actually play this kind of pure spiritual love.”

Zuan turned his head away, not wanting to pay attention to her.

“Okay, okay, don’t be angry with me,” Pei Mianman shook his arm and acted coquettishly, “Don’t you want to reunite with that goddess? How difficult is this?”

Zuan was stunned: “Do you have a way?”

You have to know that he and Yao Ji are separated by endless years. With his ability, he has thought about it for so long and there is no way. Could it be that she has had some adventures recently?

“Brother Zu, we have been separated in the past, and today we finally meet again.” Pei Mianman has changed her usual charm. Now her back is straight, and her face is full of detached and unworldly air.

Zuan: “…”

Although it is obvious that Pei Mianman is playing cosplay, he has to admit that her temperament at this time is almost exactly the same as the goddess of Wushan.

He couldn’t help but be a little absent-minded: “Why did you learn it so well?”

“What do you mean, Brother Zu? I have always been like this. Now that we are reunited, why don’t we go to Wushan together and relive the old days?” The “Goddess of Wushan” continued to speak in that cold tone.

Zuan couldn’t help laughing this time, but Pei Mianman was shocked: “Why do you have that expression?”

Zuan then explained to her the other meaning of “going to Wushan together”. Pei Mianman’s face instantly blushed: “How can there be such messed up sayings in your hometown? It’s really embarrassing.”

Thinking of how she had just pretended to be cold and said such bold words to her, she wished there was a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Zuan held her in his arms: “You have pretended to be very similar. Have you seen her or have you got any extra memories?”

Pei Mianman rolled her eyes: “Chu Yan and I are best friends. I can’t say anything else. I know what’s going on with that otherworldly and cold beauty. And her master, Master Yan, has the same temperament. It’s hard not to learn from him.”

When Zuan heard her mention the master and disciple, his expression became a little more gentle.

At this time, Xie Daoyun knocked on the door: “Although I don’t want to disturb your reunion, there are some things I need to discuss with Brother Zu.”

Pei Mianman pushed her lover away, tidied her clothes, and made sure there were no flaws. She hurriedly said, “Why be so polite, come in.”

Soon, Xie Daoyun, dressed in a witch’s costume, walked in, glanced at the two of them, and then said to Zuan, “Brother Zu, the preparations for sealing the Lord of Slaughter are almost done. I think it would be better for you to participate. After all, this will have a greater deterrent effect on those demons.”

“Okay!” Zuan also knew that those demons were not so willing to retreat. Maybe some demons still had a fluke mentality in these ten days.

So he and Xie Daoyun came to the sealed place, where all the races in the world had already prepared a grand ceremony.

In order to achieve a better effect, Zuan deliberately released the Lord of Slaughter and even untied the restrictions on him.

As soon as the Lord of Slaughter escaped, he roared angrily: “Why am I here? Are you looking for death?”

Seeing the ants he once looked down upon surrounding him, the Lord of Slaughter had an inexplicable sense of weirdness. He seemed to have forgotten something. Those things were very important, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember them.

Zuan had to admire Emperor Yao’s methods. Although the other party erased the Lord of Slaughter’s memory to prevent some of his dirty deeds from being leaked, it saved him a lot of trouble.

Feeling the roar of the Lord of Slaughter, even the most loyal and brave warriors of the demon clan were trembling with fear at this time.

The Lord of Slaughter always felt that everything was too weird. He resisted the desire for blood in his heart. His huge figure suddenly soared into the sky. He planned to leave here first.

However, a golden handprint suddenly appeared in the sky and pressed down. The Lord of Slaughter roared again and again, but no matter how he struggled, he could not break free from the golden handprint.

Boom!

When he was pressed to the ground by the big handprint, creating a huge deep pit, he tried to stand up, but there were already several mountains on his back.

The Lord of Slaughter had no reservations at this time, and used all his unique skills. The mountains on his body kept shaking, as if they were about to break out of the mountains at any time.

Xie Daoyun had been prepared for a long time. He flew into the air and began to activate the prepared formation. The formation patterns flashed on the mountains. The fluctuations that were like earthquakes gradually calmed down. When the last formation pattern was completed, there was no movement on the peaks. Obviously, the Lord of Slaughter had been completely suppressed.

The entire demon clan burst into huge cheers, praising the reputation of Yu Men Beiqing. After all, in the eyes of most people, it was their saint Yu Men Beiqing who sealed the terrifying Lord of Slaughter.

The many powerful demons who were secretly observing all this completely gave up. Of course, they knew that the terrifying thing was not the woman, but the man behind her.

Even if the Lord of Slaughter just now was not in his prime, it was not much different. He was still suppressed so easily. What’s the point of fighting?

The remaining pro-war factions gave up, opened the teleportation formation, and rushed to leave this terrible world.