Su Xiyan understood Chen Shuo's thoughts and moved closer to ask, "Isn't he just one of the Ghost King's minions?"
"I don't really need these few points. It's better to keep him alive for now and play along to lure out the Ghost King," Chen Shuo replied.
Su Xiyan was never one to show mercy, especially when it came to vampires. She was always ruthless and decisive!
If she could slaughter them all, she wouldn't leave a single one alive!
The only reason she was holding back from hunting the mid-level vampire before her was out of consideration for Chen Shuo.
To her surprise, Chen Shuo was now hinting that she should finish off this vampire??
Chen Shuo's smile appeared harmless, even somewhat reminiscent of a sunny young man.
But his words and actions were truly terrifying from the vampire's perspective!
The mid-level vampire had completely lost his earlier arrogance. He held up his hands defensively, shaking his head repeatedly with a ingratiating smile:
"Please... don't do this. I'm really just a messenger. If you kill me, who will help you relay messages to the Ghost King?"
Chen Shuo ignored him completely and asked Su Xiyan, "Where's your Demon Hunting Crossbow?"
"What for?" Su Xiyan asked verbally, but her body was more honest. Her palm grasped at the air, concentrating her mental energy, and the Demon Hunting Crossbow, emitting an icy blue light, appeared in the void.
Chen Shuo looked at the crossbow and couldn't help but praise, "Beautiful ladies always have such lovely weapons!"
Su Xiyan enjoyed Chen Shuo's compliment but pretended to be shy:
"Stop with the sweet talk. What do you want the Demon Hunting Crossbow for?"
Chen Shuo stood behind Su Xiyan: "Nothing much, just want to borrow your crossbow to play with."
Su Xiyan: "..."
The Demon Hunting Crossbow was a weapon specifically for hunting vampires. Did Chen Shuo want to play with it?
Had he forgotten that he himself was also a vampire?
Chen Shuo pressed up against her from behind. His left hand reached around her left shoulder, grabbing her left hand. His right hand gripped Su Xiyan's right hand, then pulled back the Demon Hunting Crossbow in her hands. The icy blue arrowhead was aimed at the mid-level vampire against the wall.
"The points for vampires hunted with your crossbow belong to you, right?" Chen Shuo asked.
Su Xiyan thought for a moment and replied, "In theory, they should be mine."
Chen Shuo squinted one eye: "As long as the points are yours, that's fine."
"Let me see how fun this Demon Hunting Crossbow is."
Seeing this scene, the mid-level vampire was scared witless, his legs turning to jelly, unable to move from where he stood.
He began to beg: "Please spare me!"
"I can still help you relay messages. Whatever you want to tell the Ghost King, I can pass it on for you!!"
"I'm still useful, really! Please spare my miserable life!"
Chen Shuo closed one eye, aligning his gaze, the arrowhead, and the vampire in a straight line.
Both hands applied force, drawing the Demon Hunting Crossbow to full tension.
If his left hand released, the arrow would shoot out with a whoosh.
Faced with the vampire's pleas, Chen Shuo remained unmoved: "Want to pass a message to your Ghost King? That's completely unnecessary, okay?"
"But you can go ask your Ghost King in his dreams if he wants to eat dog food."
With that, Chen Shuo's left hand holding the arrow fletching released.
A whistling sound cut through the air as the icy blue arrowhead flashed coldly, piercing straight through the vampire by the wall.
A gaping hole appeared in the vampire's chest, rapidly expanding!
In just a few short seconds, the hole had reversed and swallowed the vampire's entire body.
The vampire who had been begging for mercy just a moment ago had now turned into a cloud of black mist, dissipating into the air.
Su Xiyan put away the Demon Hunting Crossbow and sighed, "Chen Shuo, why are you so impulsive? Wasn't he the Ghost King's lackey?"
"Now that you've hunted him down, how are we going to find the Ghost King?"
Chen Shuo was completely unconcerned: "Don't worry, we don't need to find the Ghost King. He'll come looking for me on his own."
"After all, to the Ghost King, I'm an unknown variable full of question marks."
"He won't be able to sit still. He'll definitely come to find me."
Su Xiyan casually waved her hand to dispel the barrier, then gave the confident Chen Shuo a side-eye:
"I hope you're right."
Chen Shuo was full of confidence: "The Ghost King is too stingy, offering me such small bait."
"I'm different. I'm generous! Whenever the Ghost King comes, I can treat him to something delicious."
True to her ultimate foodie nature, Cheng Xinran, who had been playing on her phone in the car, immediately put down her phone when she heard the words "something delicious." Her round eyes sparkled:
"Where's the delicious food?"
"Take me with you! I want to eat something delicious too!!"
Chen Shuo: "..."
"I'm treating the Ghost King to dog food, and you want to eat it too??"
Cheng Xinran's excitement immediately deflated. She stuck out her tongue: "Oh, it's dog food?"
"I don't want it, I don't want it!"
"Because I'm already full!!"
Su Xiyan and Chen Shuo exchanged smiles, and the two returned to the car.
It had indeed been a long time since Su Xiyan had hunted vampires. Having just hunted a mid-level vampire with Chen Shuo's help, Su Xiyan finally rediscovered the exhilaration of those carefree days when she hunted vampires without distraction.
After get
ting in the car, Su Xiyan was in high spirits: "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll cook myself!"
Cheng Xinran stopped playing with her phone and looked at Su Xiyan in disbelief: "Xiyan, do you have some misunderstanding about your cooking skills??"
"Who gave you such confidence?"
Su Xiyan's gaze was like rippling autumn waters as she looked at Chen Shuo beside her: "Of course, it's Chen Shuo who gave me confidence!"
For a moment, Cheng Xinran couldn't find words to argue.
After some negotiation, Chen Shuo and Cheng Xinran finally succeeded in persuading Su Xiyan not to cook.
The three drove out of the underground parking lot.
When they returned to the entrance of Haiyi Apartment complex, they all got out of the car and bought some ingredients needed for cooking.
Cheng Xinran hadn't eaten enough at lunch, and shopping had been tiring. With Chen Shuo personally cooking dinner, she ate until her little belly was round. When she really couldn't eat anymore, she finally said goodbye to Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan.
She had her fill of food, and dog food too!
After tidying up the room, night had fallen.
It had been quite a tiring day.
Chen Shuo took a comfortable hot shower and finally threw himself into bed.
Su Xiyan didn't seem to want to let Chen Shuo off so easily. She always had some trivial matters she wanted Chen Shuo's help with.
One moment she said her computer wouldn't turn on, the next she said something had fallen under the bed and she needed Chen Shuo's help to lift it, then she said there was something interesting she wanted to show Chen Shuo...
In short, Su Xiyan kept finding reasons to bother Chen Shuo.
Chen Shuo felt that she seemed to have something she wanted to say, but was too embarrassed to say it outright.
To stop Su Xiyan from continuing to torment him, Chen Shuo had to ask directly: "Su Xiyan, what else do you need me for? Hurry up, I'm going to sleep! I'm so tired~~!!"
As he finished speaking, Chen Shuo let out a yawn.
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