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Chapter 162
He suddenly raised his hand, and the other members of the Ji Family had already prepared themselves, but they did not know that their action was completely futile.
Ji Qingpei merely waved his palm, and the person who had spoken earlier was instantly pulled by an unknown force right in front of Ji Qingpei.
"Since you don't want to live, then I'll do you a favor and send you...to your death."
Accompanied by a "crack" sound, Ji Qingpei actually twisted and broke that person's neck!
The person's eyes instantly bulged out, veins protruding, dying in an extremely horrific manner.
Pei Chiyao suddenly realized something, and before Ji Qingpei threw that person away, he swiftly stood in front of Zhi Yao, blocking the little girl's line of sight.
Zhi Yao felt deeply afraid. She clutched Pei Chiyao's clothes, trembling as she said, "Pei Chiyao, he... he's so terrifying!"
Pei Chiyao gazed at Ji Qingpei without saying a word.
These scenes had impressions in his mind, though not detailed, but there was a vague outline.
Now, they were clearly and profoundly presented before his eyes. Pei Chiyao could not express the feeling in his heart. He only knew that the reason he loved Zhi Yao so much now was an instinct ingrained in his bones.
He and Yao Yao had such a profound connection.
In the next scene, Pei Chiyao did not let Zhi Yao watch further.
Because Ji Qingpei seemed to have gone mad, starting to kill indiscriminately.
His movements were extremely vicious, and soon, everyone in the room was killed by him.
At last, there was one elder of the Ji Family who had not died. As he lay dying, he looked at Ji Qingpei and shakily raised his hand, pointing at him and saying, "You... you made a deal... You... you won't die well..."
Evidently, he had realized that the spiritual power within Ji Qingpei was extremely abnormal, not something an ordinary person could possess. But the elder's voice was too soft, and before he could finish what he wanted to say, he passed away.
Zhi Yao secretly peeked through Pei Chiyao's fingers, seeing everything before her. The little girl trembled, and then she saw two white horns sprouting from Ji Qingpei's head...
Were those... dragon horns?!
Zhi Yao was very familiar with those dragon horns, after all, Pei Chiyao also had them. She had carefully played with them before, the texture was excellent, cool and smooth, a bit like jade. In short, it felt very comfortable to touch, and she simply could not let go. Just like how Pei Chiyao loved to touch her big tail.
Why did Ji Qingpei also have them?
Could it be that he was also a dragon?
Soon, Ji Qingpei resolved Zhi Yao's doubts, "You all didn't let us be together, only because she is a demon and I am human. But now... none of that matters anymore. Now, I'm also a demon."
He narrowed his eyes, looking at the corpses on the ground, "Since you're all dead now, then no one can stop me and her from being together anymore."
Saying that, he mercilessly stepped on the bodies on the ground and swiftly left.
Just as he was leaving, a hand suddenly stretched out from the ground, grabbing Ji Qingpei's clothes, and something instantly fell out from Ji Qingpei's sleeve.
That was... that was...
The confusion and fear in Zhi Yao's golden eyes were replaced by shock the moment she saw that thing.
She... she couldn't be mistaken!
It was a fur ball, her possession... how did Ji Qingpei have it?!
The little girl was so sure because that thing was made so crudely.
As a fox, she would shed fur, so whenever she shed fur in her fox den, Zhi Yao would be bored and collect every single strand of fur, rolling them into an extremely large fur ball.
It so happened that during those days, her mother was forcing her to learn human writing, and there were many brushes and ink in the fox den. She really disliked writing, and tried her best to waste all the ink. So she rolled many fur balls and stained her paws with ink, imprinting them on those fur balls.
Perhaps only Zhi Yao the fox could come up with such an act, and there was absolutely no second one like it in the world. Therefore, the moment Zhi Yao saw that fur ball, the little girl was certain that it was hers!
But... but she could not figure out how her fur ball ended up with Ji Qingpei, she should have had an impression of someone so vicious if she had met him before.
Such a vicious person, she should have remembered.
Regarding the fur ball incident, Zhi Yao's impression was still stuck on the day when she stained her entire body with ink, and the entire fox den was covered in ink. She was severely scolded by her mother that day.
No matter how hard she thought, she could not remember when she had met Ji Qingpei.
Just as Zhi Yao was lost in thought, Ji Qingpei suddenly raised his hand and viciously severed that person's hand.
Then, he bent down, tenderly picking up the fur ball from the ground, cradling it like a rare treasure. He carefully brushed off the dust on the fur ball, and after confirming that there was no blood stain on it, Ji Qingpei swiftly left. As he hurriedly departed, he softly said, "If that little ancestor finds out I dirtied her fur ball, who knows how she'll fuss at me."
The illusion ended here.
When everyone came back to their senses, everything around them had returned to its original state. The corpses and blood stains were gone, and the spirit tablets were restored to their original form.
Only then did the three of them regain their senses.
Zhi Yao pulled Pei Chiyao's hand down and clutched his clothes, saying, "Pei Chiyao! I'm definitely, absolutely, and certainly sure that the fur ball Ji Qingpei had in his hand was mine!"
"But... but I don't know him, how did he get my fur ball?"
Those fur balls were hidden by her mother later on, and her mother even threatened to shave off all her fox fur if she dared to play around instead of studying diligently. She was so scared that she never dared to mess around again.
Therefore, those fur balls could barely be considered limited edition.
Pei Chiyao and Anthony remained silent, leaving Zhi Yao feeling somewhat afraid.
"You... you don't happen to know something, do you? Why aren't you saying a word?"
Zhi Yao tugged at Pei Chiyao's sleeve again and glanced at Anthony, whose face was growing paler as he clutched his chest.
After a long pause, Anthony finally spoke, his voice trembling, unlike usual, "Pei Chiyao, are you..."