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Chapter 144: #144 - The Great Demon Qian Er

"Huh?"

Principal Gu was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly realized something, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly beckoned the others to go outside and watch.

But after going out, he regretted it.

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The originally blue sky was now covered with dark clouds, with ghostly energy almost occupying half the sky. Various ferocious ghost shadows frolicked in the dark clouds, and sharp laughter was incessant, making Lian Yuan City seem like a ghost town.

Bone-chilling coldness arrived unnoticed, freezing people to the point of trembling.

Roar! ! !

Another earth-shattering dragon roar rang out, and bone wings made of ice blew away the dark clouds, allowing everyone to see what was in the sky.

But after seeing what it was, everyone's breathing stagnated, and they simply couldn't believe their eyes.

The dead!

The souls of humans densely filled the cloud tops, stretching as far as the eye could see.

No, it wasn't a cloud layer at all, but composed of dead souls. The thick black smoke gathered together, even obscuring the sun.

And surrounded by that group of dead souls was a Frost Lord of terrifying size.

Covered with blue bone barbs made of ice, the Frost Lord, who looked particularly ferocious, pulled a chariot made of frost and white bones behind him.

Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers were deployed in formation, surrounding the chariot, as if a peerless demon king had descended to tour the human world, wanting to choose which city to eat for dinner.

"This… This is a quasi-king of the dark element?"

Bureau Chief Wang was naturally among this group of people. At this time, he looked at the hellish scene in the sky, his eyes were wide open, his whole body was trembling, and his voice was involuntarily shaking.

"Ha… Ha… Yes, this is a quasi-king of the dark element."

Principal Gu was also frightened. He chuckled twice and inserted his right hand into his trouser pocket, pinching his thigh hard.

The pain woke him up instantly, at least to the point where he wasn't stuttering.

He had to admit, he regretted it now. He wanted Qian Er's display to be a little grand, but not this grand!

A bone dragon pulling a chariot, tens of thousands of dead souls clearing the way, this didn't look like a good person at all?!

No, even a bad person couldn't be this bad, this didn't look like a person at all.

The people below were all stunned, even forgetting to take out their phones to take pictures. Those who were swept by the Frost Lord's gaze felt a chill all over their bodies, feeling as if their souls were about to be frozen.

The Frost Lord slowly descended, landing on the ground. Accompanied by a dull sound, the chariot made of frost and white bones behind him also landed steadily on the ground.

"Principal, long time no see."

Qian Er supported his cheek with one hand, lazily using his hand to lift the bead curtain temporarily acting as the bead curtain on the car window, and glanced at these people.

Clearly, there was no emotion, but these people scared themselves, stubbornly feeling a chill rushing from bottom to top, making their whole bodies numb, and the stiff expression on their faces immediately turned into a flattering smile, and their stiff waists bent down.

As for stubbornly saying that the law was still there, and that a little kid like him couldn't do anything to them.

Before seeing Qian Er, they did have this idea. They prided themselves on having eaten more salt than Qian Er had eaten rice, and were considered seniors no matter what. Qian Er had to give them some face.

But this little calculation disappeared the moment they saw Qian Er's appearance. Everyone seemed particularly obedient, for fear of becoming one of the tens of thousands of ghost soldiers surrounding the bone dragon in the next moment.

As for reporting Qian Er for using human souls.

What a joke, they didn't know where the people in the Beast Control Bureau who could control Qian Er were, but they knew that Qian Er was right in front of them, only a few steps away from them.

At such a close distance, wanting to escape a quasi-king level attack, they wouldn't dare to dream such a unrestrained dream.

Principal Gu looked at Qian Er and then at the group of people he had specially selected to receive a dressing-down, only feeling a burst of numbness on his scalp. The words he had thought up before were useless, and this appearance alone gave these guys a first impression that they would never forget in ten lifetimes.

"Haha, let's eat first, the dishes are getting cold."

In the end, he had no choice but to chuckle twice, changing the subject stiffly.

"Ah, yes, let's eat first."

"Mr. Qian Er is really a talented person."

"The dark element is indeed the strongest."

He started, and the rest of the people woke up as if from a dream, and all kinds of rainbow farts that didn't go through their brains were endless.

"Alright."

Qian Er lazily retracted his hand, and the bead stalks of the Dreamweaving Grass, which were rooted at the top of the car window and only showed the bead stalks, returned to their original state.

In the next moment, the car door opened, and a group of ghost soldiers came over to respectfully serve on both sides.

Getting closer, these top beastmasters of Lian Yuan City could finally see the strength of these ghost soldiers clearly.

But it was only after seeing them clearly that they felt incredible.

"… They are all uniformly level twenty beastmasters…"

A middle-aged man with a burly figure and muscles as thick as boulders widened his eyes and made a shocked sound in a shrill voice.

The companion next to him quickly stepped on his foot, telling him to take back his voice and not disturb the noble in front of him.

A group of people surrounded Qian Er and returned to the private room. Not long after, the waiters, trembling with fear, poured in like a tide, putting the dishes on the table, using all kinds of etiquette they knew, had seen, and knew but hadn't seen, for fear of slighting Qian Er, this peerless demon king.

"I…"

Qian Er supported his chin, crossed his legs, and tapped the table with his slender fingers in a casual manner, but the sound of tapping the table was like hitting the heartbeats of others.

Although the air conditioner was on, everyone except Qian Er and Principal Gu were sweating profusely.

After the dishes were all served, Qian Er opened his mouth, just wanting to say that everyone should start eating, but before he could finish his words, a person sitting next to him suddenly stood up as if electrocuted, causing Qian Er to swallow the words that had reached his lips.

"Senior Qian Er! Congratulations to Senior Qian Er for advancing to quasi-king, this is a gift from this junior, please accept it!"

The middle-aged man, who looked to be about forty or fifty years old, lowered his head, not at all ashamed to call Qian Er, this young man who was not yet twenty years old, senior, and at the same time, he unconcernedly took out all the space backpacks on his body and placed them on the table.

"…"

Qian Er was a little stunned and couldn't help but look at Principal Gu, asking with his eyes what was going on.

But before Principal Gu could speak, the person next to him thought Qian Er was looking at him, and also stood up as if electrocuted, neatly taking out all the space backpacks on his body, even taking out the hair salon card.

With these two people taking the lead, the others followed suit, standing up and placing all the money and wealth on their bodies on the table.

However, the people behind had learned to be shrewd, not only directly opening the space backpacks, revealing the gold-like things inside, but also specifically emphasizing who they were when speaking, striving to get a familiar face in front of Qian Er.

For a time, the table was full of jewels, setting off the dishes as golden.

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