Chapter 116: The Demon King Arrives

  Yi Er Xi's greatest wish is to serve the descendants of Liang Yi Er, living a peaceful and stable life. After Liang Xin passes away, he will continue to serve Liang Xin's son and grandson.

  It's a matter of course in the countryside that the living are honest, the dead are honest, and even after becoming ghosts they remain honest. Suddenly it dawned on him: Liang Xin is not Liang Yier.

  Liang Yier's body is divine and unpredictable, even gods and ghosts can't fathom it. Fundamentally, she doesn't need others to protect her; but Liang Xin is just an ordinary child, and as Liang Yier's descendant, this life will still be filled with unknown dangers.

  So Liang Feng, who had been bullied all his life, was taken by Yao Wang to enter the dark eyes of Kunai Mountain to cultivate and become powerful, just to protect Liang Xin.

  The first cultivation, wind habitually comes out of the mountain pass. And Liang Xin has left Monkey Valley for several months, Xiao Gui immediately goes down the mountain to find him.

  Following the gourd's directions, Gui Pu first went to Tongchuan but couldn't even find the Tongchuan government office. He then rushed to Ku Yan Guan to look for Liu Yi and only then did he learn that both of Liang Xin's sworn brothers had been arrested and were being taken to Zhen Shan for trial.

  The wind was blowing wildly, and his heart was burning with anxiety. Without even asking about the situation clearly, he rushed to Zhen Shan. He had originally thought that even if he couldn't meet Liang Xin, he would first rescue Qu Qing Shi and Liu Yi before doing anything else.

  The older brother of the young master. Should also be considered a young master? Liang Feng is loyal and devoted!

  When he arrived at Zhen Mountain, Liang Xinwang had just left. The little ghost web was in a hurry to catch up with the Tianxia repairers who were chatting and laughing, and the crowd dispersed in all directions, excitedly. The wind was so strong that it almost scared itself to death, hiding and not daring to move.

  Feng Xi Xi reappeared only after the monks had left, and he flew swiftly to catch up with them.

  At last, Feng Xi saw in the distance a group of men in green robes escorting three large carts on their way. Overjoyed, he didn't think twice and immediately opened his mouth to shout: "The team of officials below...

  A loud shout escaped, and the wind whistled as he startled himself. Since leaving the pass, he had never been so excited. Unexpectedly, under his agitated emotions, a shrill cry rose up, and a faint, eerie wind swept across the vast wilderness, wailing like ghosts!

  Looking at the green-clad figure drawing a knife and unsheathing a sword, Feng Xi's first reaction was: Run!

  Ke Liangxin might be in the car, Feng Xixi gritted her teeth, mustered up her courage and started to stutteringly ask...

  On the official road. Several men in green clothes were like facing a great enemy, their expressions were surprised and uncertain;

  In the midst of the air, a black aura rolled and drifted, like a demonic cloud, enveloping a small, hunched, and mournful ghostly creature. It was rubbing its palms together, facing the officials on the ground with a fawning smile, carefully maintaining a respectful demeanor, while a large patch of gold coins on its face was particularly conspicuous.

  Just then, Liang Xin jumped out of the carriage and pounced on Feng Xi, embracing her tightly. The two rolled around on the ground, got up, jumped up and down, laughing and crying!

  The newly bereaved father, yet again sees the close relatives who have taken care of him since childhood. This joy, sorrow, happiness and grievance are truly beyond words to express.

  Qu Qing Shi and Liu were not outsiders from the beginning, and Yang Jiao Cui never considered himself an outsider. Xiao Yu's carriage was full of fine wine, several people telling stories of past loves, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, in this grand drunkenness. No one cared whether it was a joyful reunion or a reluctant farewell!

  From the evening of the first day, Liang Xin didn't wake up again until noon on the second day. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his two older brothers were huddled together snoring, while Old Uncle was changing cold towels one by one to apply to the foreheads of the three young masters.

  Liang Xin's heart was moved, and he hastily reached out to take the towel from Feng Xi Xi's hand. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

  Feng XiXi saw Liang Xin waking up, a joyful expression on his face, and softly said: "Sleep for a while longer, I'll go prepare some food and come back to call you guys later."

  Liang Xin smiled and shook his head, sat up, and then felt the wind in front of him was a bit different from before. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized:

  The wind is still the same, but the surroundings have changed. Before, Liang Xin had hardly ever seen him in daylight.

  Actually, yesterday when Feng XiXi appeared it was daytime, but Liang Xin didn't notice due to his mixed emotions. Afterwards, he got drunk with Taofeng and only just came back to his senses now.

  Feng XiXi was delighted with himself: "After cultivation, daytime is no longer a hindrance to me. From now on, I can follow you day and night." After finishing speaking, he felt a bit regretful: "I should have gone for cultivation 300 years ago, then I could have followed Lord Liang every day."

  Qu and Liu were both on high alert, although they were still drunk, but as soon as there was any movement beside them, they immediately opened their eyes. Feng saw that the two had been woken up by himself, and he felt anxious and guilty, hastily urging them to continue sleeping, looking like he wanted to press their eyelids shut again.

  Liu Yi shook his head and said, "I've told you many times since we were on Mount Ku Nai, Liang Xin's mother is my mother, Liang Xin's uncle is my uncle. You don't have to be polite with us younger ones!"

  Qing nodded slightly and smiled at the wind, calling out "Old Uncle". Then he looked up at Liu Yi: "What are you hugging me for?"

  Liu Yi was stunned and immediately busied himself pushing Liu Yi away.

  Liang Xin pulled Feng Xi Xi down to sit beside him. With great interest, he asked: "During your seclusion in Yīn Shān, Uncle, what kind of skills have you cultivated?"

  He clenched his fists and knocked on his own bony chest, a sly smile spreading across his old face: "First of all, let's talk about my body. Now I can do whatever I want without any restrictions. I can go to the government office or the Buddhist temple, day or night, and I don't have to be afraid of the rooster crowing anymore."

  Qu Qing Shi won, he was very strong and pushed Liu Yi to the ground. He sat up and asked: "What about your magical powers? Old Uncle is Ling Kong Xū Dù, flying over to catch up with us!"

  Feng nodded: "The Demon King's Gourd said. I already have the power of entering the Xuanji realm for the first time, and I don't understand how to cultivate it. So I asked him if this initial entry into the Xuanji realm can defeat it."

  Liu also smiled and said: "What did the gourd say?"

  The wind also followed with a sneer: "The gourd doesn't care about me."

  Liang Xinkai couldn't even smile, his face full of astonishment... "We've been in the Monkey Valley for five years, and for the first three years we were all within the gourd's boundary, on the island. Counting it up, we've only been cultivating in the depths of the great mountain for a little over two years."

  In just two short years, Feng has transformed from a little devil to a master of the five steps? This degree is somewhat unbelievable.

  Not only did Liang Xin dare not believe it, but the demon king of the Monkey Valley was also frightened by Feng Xi's progress. However, after a moment's thought, he felt relieved.

  Although Feng Xi Xi was just a little ghost, he had been sleeping for a long time, but no matter how you calculated it, he had lived in the mortal world for over 300 years. If we really talk about seniority, even the fierce ghost that Zhuang Zhou's master raised in the solid heart bottle would have to call Feng Xi Xi "Ancestor" when they met.

  After a person dies, their yin soul does not disperse, relying on "obsession".

  The stronger the obsession, the deeper the cultivation of the little ghost itself. In the mortal world, there are often cases of vengeful spirits seeking revenge, but after the revenge is taken, the obsession no longer exists, and the lost object also disappears into thin air.

  Ke Feng Xi Xi is an exception. After Liang Yi Er helped him take revenge, his obsession changed from taking revenge to repaying kindness.

  Feng Xi Xi is inherently kind and timid, but excels in persistence, tightly holding onto the two words "repaying kindness". He doesn't let go of them even after sleeping for three hundred years. Every dream he has is about reuniting with Liang Yi.

  What is even more precious is that Feng Xi's persistence is not a personal desire, but a sincere repayment.

  Revenge and gratitude are both obsessions, but the state of mind is vastly different. Both kinds of obsession can sustain a ghost's existence in the mortal world, but the former is merely "white rice balls" while the latter is "ginseng and lingzhi".

  Under the obsession of repaying kindness, Feng Xi accumulated a bit more strength every day he lived in the mortal world. Even he himself didn't know that he had unknowingly accumulated a deep and profound Yin Cultivation power.

  If not, ordinary little ghosts would have scattered their souls as soon as they saw even a thread of sunlight. And Feng XiXi, who was searching for Liang Xin in the mountains of Ku Nai at the beginning, was only severely injured by the scorching sun.

  But Feng Xi Xi is timid by nature and doesn't know his own strength, let alone how to use it.

  Kuonosan is the root of the world's dragon vein, its yin mountain eye is not trivial, it is the first-class evil place in the world, and the wind habitually enters to cultivate. The thick funeral power accumulated for 300 years was washed and refined, and all were stimulated, and even small ghosts became strong funeral objects at the initial stage of the mysterious machine boundary.

  The wind is now gentle. He's no longer a lowly ghost servant, but the top-notch vengeful spirit in the world! However, his nature hasn't changed, and he's still so polite to everyone he meets.

  Liang Feng repeated the analysis of the gourd, word for word, thinking about this opportunity that was inseparable from his "obsession". He also felt a bit sentimental, lightly sighed, and then changed the subject. With a smile, he asked Liang Xin: "How powerful is the initial stage of the Mystic Realm?"

  With his usual carefree temperament, he wouldn't fight with others after leaving the mountain. Until now, he still doesn't understand what the Xuanji Realm is all about.

  This question is not easy to answer, and it's not possible to suddenly fight with Lao Shu and Lao San. Just as Liang was hesitating, Liu pointed at Qu Qing Shi and replied: "Five steps of the initial stage, can deal with Qu Lao Er like that, one can beat a hundred!"

  After finishing speaking, Liu Yiran still had some unspoken words. He pointed to his own nose again and laughed without a care: "Hit someone like me, one thousand times."

  Ever since he became "Uncle", Qu Qing Shi was even more reluctant to bother with Liu Yi, and just glared at him. He turned his head and said to Feng Xi, "Old Uncle, if you don't mind the trouble, please demonstrate your divine powers!"

  At this moment, they have truly clashed with Donghai Qian. To say nothing of the Xiuzhenmen sect, even ordinary Jianghu rough men would have three. Five helpers who know each other, this battle has already begun, and it's uncertain how many more formidable enemies will be encountered later. Qu Qing Shi has led troops for many years, so he must first calculate his own side's combat strength clearly.

  "No trouble, no trouble, I'll show you!" Feng XiXi hastily replied. With a few points of pride rising on his face, he pulled the crowd and jumped off the big cart.

  The team stopped and Xiaoyu also got out of the car to watch the excitement.

  Zhuang Buzhou and Song Gongjian have now recovered, the yin qi that was drawn out by Jiang Yin has shrunk back into their lungs. After the team stopped, they also came down in fear.

  Feng XiXi was about to practice his divine powers for the first time when he met them, but as soon as he saw the two of them, his face suddenly changed, and he floated in front of them, raising both hands to strike their foreheads several times.

  Zhuang Buzhou and Song Gongjian both let out miserable cries. They fell to the ground, and just as they were curling up again, their energy was stirred up once more, just like last time, and in an instant, they stiffened up again, resembling corpses.

  Feng XiXi furrowed her brow, her face worried as she looked at Liang Xin: "These two friends of yours, their brows are knotted with evil energy, I'm afraid they've been contaminated by the dark and gloomy aura. Upon testing, it's indeed the case." After finishing speaking, she shook her head and sighed: "I'm afraid they won't live for long."

  The wind was blowing gently, and the expression was melancholy. The group of green-clad people beside him were initially stunned, then burst out laughing loudly. Hei Bai Wu Chang lay on the ground, unable to move slightly, his heart and lungs suffocating, shrinking into a ball.

  Liang Xin tossed the black and white impermanence back into the big cart. He hugged Lao Shu and laughed, saying: "Don't worry about them anymore. You quickly show some skills!"

  The wind was blowing, but I still agreed with a loud voice. Then, my little fingers intertwined in front of my forehead, and I sang in a gloomy tone: "Crying and wailing, fallen flowers flowing water, ghost!"

  In the midst of the ghostly singing, Feng habitually pointed his handprint towards the sky, and immediately a mournful wailing sound filled the air, making everyone feel as if they were in an endless graveyard. The gloomy wind swirled around, and the eerie atmosphere spread. Even Qingyi, who was slightly less skilled, turned pale and trembled all over, while Liang Xin's skin broke out in goosebumps. Although he knew that Lao Shu wouldn't harm him, he couldn't help but be on high alert, ready to defend against any sudden attack from the spirits. His seven-star soul also stirred restlessly, spinning wildly.

  But after a moment, the wailing and howling gradually subsided, and the sky and earth returned to their calm state, as if nothing had happened at all.

  Liu was still in a state of shock and looked around, then turned to Feng Xi Xi with some doubt: "Is that it? Did you collect the divine power ahead of time or is this divine power just really scary?"

  The smiling Feng Yi hesitated and said: "This divine technique is called Ghost Wailing Wolf Howling, once you've cried, it's over, there's nothing else to do."

  Liu also coughed and shook her head with a mixture of laughter and tears: "If you want to talk about crying, I can cry more frighteningly than they do. Is there really an exorcist or a funeral singer?"

  Before he could finish, Feng XiXi burst out laughing and with a thumbs up, his mouth opened wide: "Round and round, where to go, ghost!" This time, the handprint was pointing at Xiao Yu's carriage. Under the clear sky, Xiao Yu's carriage suddenly disappeared without warning in front of everyone!

  Everyone was shocked, and Liang Xin was even more horrified. Such a large carriage, along with the coachman and fine horses, were all blown away by a gust of wind as if they had been struck by a ghostly singing? Not to mention the horses, wasn't the coachman's death also too unjust?

  The world was silent, no one knew what to say. This trip was arranged by the commander, and the coachman was also a skilled and experienced man in green clothes. Xiaoling watched as her people were killed, and unknowingly, her face condensed with a look of hatred.

  Feng XiXi was beaming with pride, subconsciously wiping his palms on his clothes: "This divine technique is called Wu Gui Ban Yun, capable of harnessing the power of Yin and Yang. It can move objects through empty space."

  Just then, the sound of horseshoes echoed, and the carter drove Xiao Yu's carriage, with a puzzled expression on his face, to catch up from behind again.

  "I was afraid the driver would be tired from rushing on the road, so I moved out more than a mile away, originally it could have been even farther."

  Feng XiXi finished speaking, and without waiting for anyone's reaction, he hooked his thumbs together again, aiming at Xiaoyu's carriage, singing: "Knock knock hit hit, beautiful wheels, ghost!"

  The driver of the green shirt was startled, thinking that he would be moved again. Unexpectedly, this time, he only felt a divine light flashing before his eyes, and when he turned back to look, his mouth opened wide in surprise.

  Xiao Hai's carriage, in the blink of an eye, became resplendent with gold and jade, pearl curtains and golden wheels, even more beautiful and dazzling than the emperor's jade chariot!

  Everyone stared at the horse cart in a daze, and no one noticed that Xiao Quan was smiling like a flower.

  "This divine work of art is called the Ghostly Axe Divine Craft, from large platforms and pavilions to small silk fans and bird cages, all are transformed under the spell!"

  The wind was about to condense into a handprint again, but this time it was blocked by Qu Qingshi. A bitter smile also appeared on his face: "Uncle's heart is kind and benevolent, the divine powers of cultivation are all..."

  Qu Qing Shi paused for a moment, finally managing to swallow the three words "no use" back down. Just as he was about to rephrase, Feng XiXi shook his head and sighed, saying: "I understand what you mean."

  Qu Qing Shi immediately corrected: "Not a senior, but a junior, Uncle Qian mustn't get it mixed up again."

  He nodded cautiously, his shoulders slightly hunched, and continued: "The cultivation of ghostly objects has no specific method to follow; the kind of spiritual power one cultivates depends on their temperament."

  Liu Yi listened and felt disappointed, and smiled bitterly at Liang Xin: "What a pity that I'm just a junior official. If I were working in the Ministry of Works, with Uncle's magical help, I would definitely rise to prominence."

  Liang Xin heard this and burst out laughing, now that Old Uncle can see the light, he will be able to transcend the void and live a carefree life, and he will be content.

  Feng XiXi smiled and shook his head, continuing: "I'm naturally timid, so I couldn't cultivate any combat divine abilities. However, as a loser, I've managed to reach the XuanXuan stage of cultivation. I'll have some innate skills. After careful consideration, if I were to encounter an enemy, there are two abilities that would be useful."

  The wind paused for a moment, then continued: "Now that I have achieved some cultivation and gained some status, in the place where I am, within a radius of ten miles, those insignificant lone souls and wild ghosts will all listen to my orders. I can chase you down from Mount Town with their help. This skill has a majestic name, called 'Ghost King's Arrival'!"

  Qu Qing's eyes lit up, with this skill, when encountering an enemy, he could summon a small ghost to help him, and in peacetime, he could use it to gather information, which was indeed very useful.

  As they spoke, the wind had already puffed out his thin and bony chest, and he was no longer pinching any hand seals. With his hands behind his back, a cold and mournful aura flowed from his body, spreading out in all directions!

  The timid and weak Feng XiXi suddenly transformed into a majestic and awe-inspiring ghost king, but the words that came out were still cautious: "Feng XiXi has something to ask for, which one of you can come out for a moment."

  The tone was soft and gentle, but after being influenced by the eerie atmosphere, it turned into a faint and gloomy breeze that dispersed in an instant, spreading across the vast wilderness!

  After Feng XiXi transmitted the order, he turned his head and smiled at Liang Xin: "It won't take a few snaps of the fingers!"

  The skill of a cup of tea, the skill of an incense stick. A serene silence in the universe.

  Liang Xin softly helped his uncle out of the awkward situation: "Maybe there aren't any ghosts within these ten miles."

  The wind habitually filled with doubt, the golden spots on his face had dimmed a bit, shaking his head: "It shouldn't be. Unless there's a powerful cultivator who deliberately drove away the nearby yin objects."

  The expressions of the group of people in green clothes immediately became guarded, except for Xiao Yu, who walked to Feng Xi's side and asked softly: "Little ghosts can't stand sunlight. Can you summon lonely souls and wild ghosts during the day?"

  The voice fell, the wind was blowing, and with a loud "ah", the three brothers suddenly realized, no one could hold back, they all burst out laughing. Liu Yibang helped his uncle to mediate: "Second item skill, second item skill."

  Old uncle is now the king of ghosts, "forget one's origin"

  Her face turned bright red with embarrassment. Without thinking much, following Liu Yi's instructions, her ten thin fingers moved nimbly like an abacus, jumping up and down.

  A burst of mournful and sinister laughter echoed through the air, as black ominous energy swirled out from Liang Feng's fingertips. Under the urging of the mournful laughter, it suddenly surged forth, transforming into a coarse and powerful... Six-Two Chain, sweeping towards the dense forest beside the official road. The smile on Liu San's face froze instantly!

  Ten black long chains. Like ten ferocious mourning dragons. Wherever they pass, all the big trees are covered with terrible cracks, and turn into dust in an instant.

  Every single strand is a condensation of Yin evil energy, with the tip being controlled by the wind-swept fingertips, its length determined by the heart, and its twists and turns at will!

  The wind danced with the chain, while explaining to Liang Xin: "This is my only skill that can be used in a fight, called 'Evil Spirit Entwining Body'." As he spoke, Old Uncle smiled somewhat shyly, his voice very soft: "I'm not very good at fighting, but if someone wants to hurt you, I'll tear them apart."

  As he spoke, Feng Xi pointed his command at the chain to leave the forest and head towards a small mound about 100 steps away. With a wave of his hands, ten long chains suddenly sprang out, just like a pair of slender ghost claws, embracing the small hill.

  A loud muffled sound suddenly rang out!

  No dust was seen flying, no gravel was seen rolling, but that small hill had completely disappeared. The three brothers were both shocked and delighted, Old Shu's Tenfold Chain of Annihilation was not inferior to those cultivators' flying sword divine abilities.

  Just then, Bo Tong's face suddenly changed. She shouted loudly: "Get out of the way!" Before her words had fallen, the sleeves on her left arm exploded layer by layer, and a layer of dark black scales spread over her originally lotus-like arm. Her left hand turned over and grasped Feng Xi Xi's shoulder!

  The left arm is black scales, while the left hand remains white jade.

  After Xiaoyu lifted the seal for the second time, the power of her evil eye was no longer under her control. However, normally, as long as she didn't touch her left arm, it wouldn't be triggered.

  Feng Xi Xi is now displaying his skills. Relying on the yin evil ghost energy that should not have appeared in the world; while Jiao Ze is the dragon son, his power is fierce and tyrannical, but it counts as the righteous energy of the world. At this moment, all of them are being manipulated by the Ghost King's yin evil, and Xiao Xi can't control it at all.

  With a fierce gaze, whatever is seen will be seized!

  The wind was blowing fiercely, and I didn't even have time to react. I didn't know what I had done wrong, nor did I think about hurting Xiaoyu. Under the intense pain, all I felt was the dark energy in my body, like a burst dam, rapidly flowing out of my body. It was taken away by Xiaoyu's small hands.

  Actually, Feng Xi's current cultivation is on par with Xiao Yu's evil spirit power. If he had the heart to compete, it would definitely be a stalemate. However, the little ghost is not good at fighting and his mind becomes chaotic in an instant, making him unable to withstand Xiao Yu's attack.

  Last night when drinking, the wind was blowing and it was already obvious. I had already made up my mind in my heart that this little girl in white would be Liang Xin's daughter-in-law in the future. At this moment, even if she was controlled by Xiao Yu, she only felt shocked, frightened, but never thought of resisting.

  But in an instant, the situation had turned around, and Lao Shu's face was gradually turning pale.

  Liang Xin was shocked and furious, he knew the severity of Ya Zhen's hand. If things continued like this, Lao Shu's life would not last long. At this moment, he couldn't think much, his seven-star soul flowed rapidly, both hands reached out, wanting to pry open Xiao Quan's left hand.

  The seven-star soul in Liang Xin's body was circulating with only the power of Haitian Boundary Great Completion.

  The five-step initial stage of the hand is actually a big difference. Although the two are only one level apart in terms of grading, they differ greatly in terms of power!

  Liang Xin's ten fingers touched Xiao Yu's icy left hand. His whole body trembled, and a huge gravitational force came, not only failing to save Lao Shu, but also getting trapped in the power of the evil eye. The seven star souls were shaking, as if they would be snatched away by the evil eye at any moment.

  Qu Qing Shi and Liu Yi reacted extremely quickly, simultaneously drawing out their embroidered spring knives. Qu Qing Shi let out a low growl towards Xiao Yu: "Sorry." The knife in his hand had already ruthlessly slashed at her left arm. Suddenly, two sharp sounds rang out - "Dang, dang!" Her left arm was completely unscathed, but the two men in green were knocked flying by the massive force of the counter-shock!

  The counter-shock was immense, both brothers were several people's worth. They both sank heavily into unconsciousness.

  A hint of disappointment flashed across Xiaoyu's face.

  At this moment, as if it was not chaotic enough, Zhuang Buzhou and Song Gongjian, with dark skin like dead bodies, made strange calls from their mouths and quickly jumped down from the big cart. Each of them stretched out both hands to grab Xiaoyu's left arm!

  Feng XiXi was ambushed, although she had never thought of resisting, but still instinctively let out a cry for help that only the spirits of the dead could hear.

  The current distress call is several times stronger than the previous "Ghost King Arrives". If it were at night, ghosts and monsters from dozens of miles around would rush to fight for their lives. But in the daytime, not a single ghost dares to appear, except for Zhuo Bu Zhou and Song Gong Jian.

  The two shopkeepers are now half-human and half-ghost, their bodies controlled by yin energy. The previous "Ghost King's Arrival" couldn't rouse them, but the current plea for help has stirred up all the yin energy in their bodies. Like Xiaotai, they can no longer control their own bodies and have rushed forward to rescue people.

  Liang Xin, Liang Feng, Xi Xiao Quan, Zhuang Bu Zhou and Song Gong Jian, the five of them squeezed together with seven hands plus a shoulder entwined into a ball.

  The rest of the green-clad men were all stunned by what was happening before their eyes, and no one knew what to do.

  A moment later, Liang Xin could no longer withstand the force of Ye Zhen's hand and felt a loud hum in his head, his seven apertures and divine soul scattering and fleeing, not one remaining.

  The five of them let out a collective groan and collapsed to the ground, seven hands and one shoulder still tangled together.

  The seven-star soul scattered, the power of the origin was also shaken, and Liang Xin's internal injury was not light. Although he hadn't fainted yet, after falling to the ground, his whole body felt weak and couldn't move at all.

  Liang Xin lay on the ground, his left hand grasping Xiao Tai's thumb, his right hand pinching Xiao Tai's little finger; Xiao Tai grabbed Feng Xi Xi's shoulder; Zhuang Bu Zhou and Song Gong Jian stacked their four hands together, pressing down on Xiao Tai's palm.

  Xiong Dawei rushed over, hesitating whether to separate the crowd. Suddenly, Liang Xin's face lit up with joy and he forced himself to say: "Don't move!"