Chapter 234: 234. Er Ya, is that you, Er Ya?

At this moment, Fang Zhou was wearing a comical mask. He had met with Xiao Yan at the theater not long ago, and through his clothing and figure, Xiao Yan immediately recognized him as Xu Xian’s impersonator.

Xiao Yan looked at Fang Zhou with a bit of surprise. This was the first time since childhood she had been taken advantage of, and for a moment, she didn’t react.

Fang Zhou rubbed his hand, surprised that the flesh of this flat-chested girl grew elsewhere.

Seeing that Xiao Yan was also wearing a mask, he immediately reached out to remove it.

Xiao Yan instinctively dodged, but this time, with no interference, Fang Zhou finally managed to remove the mask from her face, revealing a charming visage.

“Oh, you actually look quite pretty…”

Fang Zhou instinctively praised Xiao Yan’s looks, but his words were cut short. He widened his eyes in shock and blurted out, “It’s you?!”

Although Xiao Yan had developed rapidly in the past six months, her appearance hadn’t changed much.

So Fang Zhou instantly recognized her as his former fiancee, suspected to be this world’s female lead, now his nemesis.

Damn, why can you still find me even though I escaped to the Heavenly Sword Sect?

Xiao Yan felt a bit embarrassed from having her mask forcibly removed by Fang Zhou. He had already saved her life twice, so she wasn’t even angry.

However, Fang Zhou’s words, ‘It’s you?’ led Xiao Yan to pause slightly and ask, confused, “You know me?”

Fang Zhou’s thoughts spun rapidly like gears.

I’ve changed my face now…

I’m wearing a mask…

She can’t recognize me yet…

If recognized, I’m afraid it will require desperate measures…

An energy-efficient light bulb flashed instantly in Fang Zhou’s mind.

He excitedly grabbed Xiao Yan’s shoulders with both hands and shook her vigorously: “Second Sister? Is it really you? Since we parted at Goudan Village, how many years has it been since we met? By the way, where is your sister Cui Hua?”

Xiao Yan was shaken by Fang Zhou, swaying: “You… you’ve got the wrong person. I’m not Second Sister!”

Fang Zhou hugged her tightly: “Don’t lie to me, I can recognize you! You’ve had a bigger backside since you were young.”

Hearing Fang Zhou mention her backside, Xiao Yan blushed with embarrassment. She hurriedly dropped her giant sword and pushed him away with one hand, exclaiming angrily, “You’ve really got the wrong person. My name is Xiao Yan, not Second Sister.”

“Really?”

Fang Zhou scrutinized Xiao Yan’s face, clicking his tongue: “Too alike. You remind me of the time Second Sister fell into the latrine when she was little.”

A vein popped on Xiao Yan’s forehead. Finally, she felt a bit annoyed: “I’ve already said I’m not…”

Fang Zhou suddenly pointed at her hand: “Is your hand okay?”

When Xiao Yan fell from the steel cable, she grabbed the Law-breaking Talisman, and now she’s holding it with one hand. The Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire burning on it is about to ignite her hand.

Xiao Yan jumped in pain, hurriedly using her Exotic Species True Fire inside her to combat the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire.

“Since you’re not Second Sister, we’ll chat later.”

Fang Zhou waved at Xiao Yan and jumped onto the Xuanyuan Sword without waiting for her response, flying downward.

From Xiao Yan’s fall to Fang Zhou rescuing her, the whole process happened in the blink of an eye, with nothing unexpected occurring below.

Deng Yunlan saw her subordinate falling into the molten lava and suddenly felt her heart in her throat.

She wasn’t worried about her subordinate’s life; she thought her plan had failed.

Upon looking up and seeing the seal in the air still burning with the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire, she finally relaxed.

This Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire, once ignited, isn’t easy to extinguish. Although it’s missing the Law-breaking Talisman, the speed might be much slower, as long as the Netherworld Fire isn’t extinguished.

Deng Yunlan’s gaze fell on Fang Zhou, revealing a fierce intent. The only real threat now was this person.

But she didn’t act impulsively. First, because she wasn’t sure about Fang Zhou’s strength, and second, she intended to buy time for the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire to burn more.

After Fang Zhou flew down, he immediately noticed Wu Lin, who was pinned down and tied up, and his gaze instantly focused.

Wu Lin had already recognized Fang Zhou from the Xuanyuan Sword but didn’t say anything; she feared being taken as a hostage by this group of Demon Cultists.

Fang Zhou had already assessed the number of enemies, and he directly switched the comical mask on his face to a comical pattern.

[Comical Mask: Upon use, a pattern on the mask changes according to your thoughts. When using the comical pattern, it attracts all the enemies’ hate within the target range for thirty seconds.]

This was Fang Zhou’s first time using it, and he wasn’t sure about this hate-pulling effect.

At the moment he switched to the comical pattern, all the Demon Cultists present, including Deng Yunlan, collectively showed looks of hatred toward him.

The next moment, everyone rushed at Fang Zhou, including two Demon Cultists holding Wu Lin, throwing her aside to rush at Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou didn’t expect such a strong effect, it was actually mandatory.

Seeing this group of Demon Cultists charging, Fang Zhou immediately released the gourd children from the gourd.

Cheng Xing, the Sixth Child, and Seventh Child were not released because their combat power was too weak; letting them out would only be a hindrance.

The ones released were the First Child, Third Child, Fourth Child, and Fifth Child, who had stronger combat abilities.

They had already made masks for themselves in the gourd space as instructed by Fang Zhou, and could now only be distinguished by their shapes and colors upon jumping out.

Without needing Fang Zhou’s instructions, the gourd children naturally knew this group of Demon Cultists rushing over were all enemies.

Hong Tang and Huang Lian directly charged forward, one with immense strength and the other with steel bones, suitable for direct hand-to-hand combat.

The Fourth and Fifth Children, the twins, didn’t follow but instead simultaneously took a deep breath and explosively sprayed torrents and flames.

The offense of water and fire was immensely strong, and its coverage was wide, scaring Hong Tang and Huang Lian to have to dodge to avoid being hurt by their two sisters.

Seeing this, Fang Zhou slightly frowned. These gourd children had no coordination between them, greatly limiting their combat effectiveness, no wonder they were defeated by him one by one.

Looking forward to the opportunity to train this group of sisters well when we return.

A dozen Demon Cultists rushed in immediately but were quickly scattered by the torrents and flames.

Only Deng Yunlan held her ground and didn’t retreat; her hate value was still locked onto Fang Zhou. But as soon as she rushed over, Huang Lian intercepted her.

Seeing Huang Lian attacking with her fist, Deng Yunlan instinctively smirked coldly, yet another person ignorant of their own demise.

Her body had gone through Secret Technique tempering, solid as iron, and anyone daring to fight her barehanded was seeking their own death.

“Bang—-”

A deafening thud sounded as their fists clashed, and Deng Yunlan immediately sensed something was wrong; her punch felt as if she’d struck actual steel, and she felt pain that she’d long forgotten.

She didn’t know, Huang Lian was the one with real steel bones, naturally endowed with Divine Skills, much more powerful than one strengthened through Secret Technique.

The two had a fierce exchange, but after only a few rounds, Deng Yunlan felt pain in her limbs, shocked and angry at being suppressed where she was most confident.

Unfortunately, Huang Lian’s moves were very crude, Deng Yunlan saw this and used her exquisite maneuvers to use technique against strength, instead suppressing her.

The thirty seconds had long passed, and the hate value forcefully controlled by the comical mask for the Demon Cultists disappeared from Fang Zhou. However, they were entangled by the gourd children and couldn’t break free.

Especially the Fourth Child and Fifth Child, who sprayed water and fire, intermittently releasing thunderbolts and lightning, making the Demon Cultists jump around.