Night Parade of One Hundred Demons

"The hole is right here, see it?"

"Hold this club properly, give it a careful push, and won't it just go into the hole!"

In the courtyard of the villa.

An Yi was teaching Shen Muxuan hand-in-hand how to play golf.

With one hand on her waist and the other holding the club, he swung it gently.

Shen Muxuan was a bit nervous. Holding the club, she swung it in an extremely awkward manner.

The ball didn't fly out; instead, a patch of turf was scraped up. She immediately felt a bit distressed and said, "I'm not learning anymore, this sport really ruins the field."

"You don't understand, do you? It's an aristocratic sport, all rich people play this. What is this called? This is called class."

An Yi held an exquisite and beautiful goblet, drank the Xuebi inside in one gulp, smacked his lips and said, "This Xuebi tastes wrong, did Aunt Zhou buy fakes again?"

Shen Muxuan knelt on the ground, carefully repairing the lawn, pouting, "Then the lives of rich people are really boring, just ruining things. The lawn is quite expensive."

"What else? Some people pay over a billion in taxes a year. If they don't ruin some things, how should they spend their money!"

An Yi shrugged and said generously, "Stop fixing the lawn, you should try living the life of a wealthy wife. Uh, that is, that is, drinking some black tea in the afternoon, having a few pieces of walnut pastry and sachima on a plate, enjoying the scenery, catching up on soap operas, and inviting your besties to go shopping at the supermarket when you have nothing to do."

"Then what about the housework?"

Shen Muxuan asked with a sweet smile after hearing this.

An Yi said generously, "It's a wealthy family, how can you still do housework? Later I'll go to the labor market and hire a retired auntie as a nanny."

"Can we not hire a nanny..."

Shen Muxuan lowered her head and whispered, "Otherwise, I really don't know what I can do."

Sometimes, she really envied Lan Ruoxi, Shangguan Qianqian and the others, who could help An Yi.

But she seemed to know nothing.

Usually, she could only help An Yi wash clothes, cook, and do some housework.

"Alright, if you don't want to hire one, we won't."

An Yi smiled, holding the back of his neck and said, "I've been lying down for a bit too long lately, my shoulders hurt a little."

Shen Muxuan quickly said, "You lie down, I'll massage your shoulders for you."

An Yi let her arrange it, closed his eyes, and enjoyed Shen Muxuan's service.

This girl... her hands are really strong!

For some reason, An Yi always felt that the current Shen Muxuan seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

Uh, it wasn't a feeling, it was true!

"You're hurting me."

An Yi said helplessly.

How could those tender, white little hands be like iron pincers!

Shen Muxuan stuck out her tongue in embarrassment: "Then I'll use less force."

Unknowingly, An Yi fell asleep lying on Shen Muxuan's lap.

These past few days, he had been suffering from the torment of the Golden Relic.

That Golden Relic, after entering his body, kept darting around. If not for the Undying Martial Body supporting him, he would have been tortured to death by this thing long ago.

Even so, he had been unable to eat or sleep well lately, which was extremely painful.

However, there was an advantage, which was that his strength continued to grow.

This made An Yi feel pain and joy at the same time.

Because of his previous realm factors, he didn't have to worry about the unstable realm caused by the too fast growth of spiritual power.

After An Yi fell asleep, the Golden Relic was still restlessly moving.

An ice-blue hue surfaced in Shen Muxuan's eyes as she pondered slightly.

It seemed that it was almost consumed.

She stretched out her jade-like hand and placed it on An Yi's forehead. A faint ice-blue light slowly injected into it.

Gradually, An Yi's tightly furrowed brows also began to relax.

"An Yi! An Yi! Take me out for a walk! The next-door neighbor is walking their dog!"

Hongtian turned into a dark shadow, darted to the backyard, and called out.

He missed the golden retriever at the next-door villa.

"Shh! An Yi is asleep."

Shen Muxuan reached out and made a hushing gesture to him.

Hongtian shook his head, curled his lips in boredom, and then asked in confusion, "Little girl, why is your face so pale?"

"No, it isn't," Shen Muxuan said with a smiling face.

Hongtian lit a cigarette, looked at the white clouds in the sky, and said leisurely, "I feel like it's been unreasonably peaceful lately."

Based on his understanding of Nie Xuan, after suffering such a huge defeat, how could he possibly let it go.

For some reason, he always had a premonition that a storm was coming.

...

The sky was filled with rosy clouds, and the horizon was a magnificent red.

An Yi yawned, rubbed his eyes, and woke up.

"You're awake?"

Shen Muxuan said softly.

An Yi got up, frowned slightly, and said, "Idiot, you've just been sitting like this the whole time!"

He must have slept for four or five hours.

"Why are you being fierce with me? I only did this because I saw you were very tired lately."

Shen Muxuan rubbed her somewhat sore arms and said aggrievedly.

"Silly girl."

A smile appeared on An Yi's face as he leaned in slightly.

Then, he lowered his head and gently kissed her cherry lips.

Shen Muxuan's face instantly turned as red as blood: "Don't, don't do this, we're outside."

"What's wrong with being outside? There's no one around!"

An Yi licked the corner of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile.

"Ahem!"

Hongtian, who was sitting on the terrace smoking, coughed lightly and said, "You guys continue."

An Yi: "..."

Ring, ring, ring~

A phone ringtone sounded.

"Hello, Qinglan?"

An Yi glanced at the caller ID, answered the call, and asked.

"An Yi, save, save me..."

Nie Qinglan's terrified voice came from the phone receiver.

...

Nightfall.

An apartment in Jiangbei City.

"Capture Nie Qinglan alive!"

A cold voice sounded.

The person speaking flicked a snake's tongue from his mouth. A pair of triangular eyes, hidden behind black-framed glasses, looked exceptionally terrifying.

At his feet, a group of martial artists wearing gray robes were all dead.

If one looked closely, they would find that these martial artists were members of the Ghost Eagle organization, and each of them had a considerable background.

Unexpectedly, they died so casually at this moment.

"Yes!"

Behind him, the demon race of the Hundred Ghosts Sect answered in unison.

Demons of various shapes, carrying weapons in their hands, advanced.

This scene truly resembled the terrifying legend of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

A lizard-like person clung to the wall and slowly crawled upward.

His eyeballs, turning left and right independently, looked particularly bizarre.

"Lord Shanwan, there is only one person inside!"

After confirming that all the Ghost Eagle guards had been killed, he let out a sharp, extremely ear-piercing laugh.

The demon known as Shanwan flicked the snake tongue in his mouth, revealing an eerie smile: "Take her down!"

"Yes!"

This lizard demon had just shown his face when he saw a swinging baseball bat.

Thud!

A heavy blow struck.

The lizard demon only felt the world spinning, and then with a plop, he fell from the wall.

Crack!

The window was grabbed by a pair of tender, white jade-like hands.

Then, with a clang, the protective railing was forcibly torn off.

A stunningly beautiful girl with short hair, carrying an iron baseball bat, stared coldly at the demons outside. Gritting her silver teeth, she said, "Bastards, I've put up with you for a long time!"

It had been a consecutive week; every night, all sorts of demons and monsters came to harass her.

It made it hard for her to sleep.

Shanwan's triangular eyes revealed a hint of amusement: "Interesting! Worthy of being the Sect Master's granddaughter."

Nie Qinglan looked at the crowd of demons. Carrying a softball bat, she jumped down from the second floor. Looking exactly like a little delinquent, she asked seriously, "Are we doing a group fight or one-on-one?"

The demons of the Hundred Ghosts Sect were taken aback for a moment before bursting into uproarious laughter.

"Hahaha, what is this little girl talking about?"

"A group fight? Oh man, I'm dying of laughter."

Looking at the Hundred Ghosts Sect demons laughing so hard they could barely stand, Nie Qinglan didn't waste any words.

Suddenly, her body blurred into an afterimage as she dashed forward!

"Watch out!" Shanwan, shocked by Nie Qinglan's speed, hurriedly cried out.

Thud!

The toad demon, who had been laughing the hardest, didn't even have time to wipe the smile off his face before he was viciously smashed in the head with the bat. Seeing stars, he collapsed to the ground.

Hefting her custom-made softball bat, Nie Qinglan snorted, "Next!"