I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

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He spoke eloquently amidst the wind and rain.

"Young people these days all like to stay up late, going to bed late and waking up late, so it's perfect that you're coming at night."

Totsuka Yuhi was so angry she laughed.

"Hehe, we're already here, we have to take them away today."

Feng Zejian gave a helpless, bitter smile.

“I didn’t say you couldn’t take it. Look at you, you’re like a hedgehog with its quills sticking out. The person is inside, on the second floor, on the right, at the far end of the room. If you can take it, it’s yours.”

Totsuka Yuhi dashed inside, followed closely by Totsuka Yuuka.

In the past three minutes, Yuan Shangqianxia was seen being carried out of the villa by two people, along with her blanket, and placed in the car.

Before leaving, Totsuka Yuhi made sure to say goodbye, while Fuchigami Chinatsu, who was tied up, cried for help through the window.

Feng Zejian clasped his hands together in prayer.

"Good luck, my Chinatsu-sama."

Shortly after those cars drove away, Yuan Shangzhezhi returned from buying groceries.

Yuan Shangzhe, carrying a plastic bag of vegetables, looked at Feng Zejian leaning against the door and asked, "Why are you standing outside?"

"I just watched a great show, and I can't help but savor it."

"What a show."

"Two female bandits entered this place in broad daylight and carried away the girl, still asleep, along with her body."

Yuan Shangzhe couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha, so I guess I really missed a good show."

Suddenly, Yuan Shangzhezhi changed the subject.

"So, in that case, it's just the two of us here now."

Feng Zejian's right eyelid twitched, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Chapter 410 Let's test the strength in the dungeon

"Sister Zhezhi, it's daytime."

He smiled gently as he broke off a branch by the abyss.

"Keep working, keep working, and it'll be evening soon."

Feng Zejian's lips twitched involuntarily; he knew a major battle was inevitable.

Feng Zejian specially took the Dragon Tiger Pill, and he became incredibly energetic and vigorous.

The one who fought to the end was Feng Zejian. Of course, this was not entirely because of the Dragon Tiger Pill. Feng Zejian felt that Yuan Shang Zhezhi's condition was not as good as before. Something must have happened when the two of them split up.

But none of that matters.

Kazema received a video from Totsuka Yuuka on his phone.

Chinatsu Fuchigami has already put on her uniform and started formal training.

She received one-on-one special instruction from Totsuka Yuhi.

He seems to be enjoying himself.

Just then, Feng Zejian's phone rang.

They only said three words.

"Come pick me up."

Feng Zejian hung up the phone, put on his clothes, and drove away in Yuan Shangzhezhi's car.

Upon arriving at the Extreme Path Mansion, Feng Zejian invited Wang Chuan into the car.

Meanwhile, Suzumiya Yuki and the others got into another car.

The team on the other side has thoroughly prepared the people and everything is ready.

This time, the goal is to reshape the body of the wind and sand.

Wangchuan chose to leave for two reasons: first, he missed Fengzejian, and second, he wanted Fengsha and Shiyuan Reina to develop their relationship.

Along with the River of Oblivion, there were also those three famous swords.

However, they cannot take human form once they leave the Thousand Blades Pavilion.

Qiu Shui and Duan Hun have both made plans, but they haven't thought about the only remaining Jianmu wood yet, so they'll just leave it at home for now.

One of the advantages of Wangchuan is that she can merge into Feng Zejian's body.

Although it might feel a little strange, Kazesawa can accept it completely.

After driving back to the villa, Feng Zejian called Shierye.

Twelve Nights might not answer the phone during the day, but she'll definitely be online at night.

Feng Zejian brazenly carried three famous swords and waited outside the villa.

As always, Twelve Nights rode his motorcycle.

She's still as cool as ever.

He threw the helmet to Fengzejian.

"Put your helmet on."

Twelve Nights noticed the three swords in Kazesawa's hand and casually asked, "Are you going to cosplay as Zoro?"

"I don't want to dye my hair green."

Twelve Nights carried Kazesawa to her small apartment.

At this time, Aqing had a new umbrella canopy, and the umbrella ribs had been polished and painted, making it look brand new.

Compared to the Aqing that Feng Zejian remembered, she was quieter.

However, it moves even when it's not moving, but in the shape of an umbrella, which is a bit scary.

Feng Zejian couldn't help but grin as he looked at the instant noodles that Shierye had brought over.

Is this how you treat me?

"I added a braised egg to it for you, so don't say I didn't take care of you."

Feng Zejian was both amused and exasperated.

"Well, I was planning to give you a farewell gift, but what's the point of giving you anything after this?"

Why don't you open it and take a look first?

Feng Zejian opened the ramen box that was being pressed down. Inside, there was plenty of beef, peeled lobster meat, abalone, and whole crab roe, as well as a red and black sauce. It looked pretty good.

Feng Zejian took the bucket of instant noodles from Shierye; it contained only simple instant noodles.

Feng Zejian switched the two buckets of instant noodles.

"What, are you starting to discriminate? You've been eating too well lately, I'll just have something light."

Twelve Nights chuckled softly. "Whatever you say."

Feng Zejian picked up a noodle with a plastic fork and put it in his mouth. While chewing, he noticed that the texture was a bit off. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the instant noodle box in front of him had reverted to the previous one.

Feng Zejian was somewhat surprised.

"My beautiful master, how did you do that?"

I ate instant noodles on the 12th night.

"That's why I call myself your master; you've learned so much from me."

Feng Zejian picked up the Soul-Severing Blade.

"The legendary sword - Soul Severance, do you like it? It's yours."

Twelve Nights raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile:

"Really? A famous sword?"

"Take a look for yourself."

Twelve Nights took the Soul-Severing Blade, drew it from its sheath, and began to admire it.

The blade of the Soul-Severing Blade is slender, thinner and narrower than other blades, giving it a delicate appearance. Some spells are engraved on the blade.

Soul-Severing is its name, and also its characteristic.

It has a remarkable effect on slaying ghosts.

This will be of great help to Twelve Nights, who frequently enters and exits dungeons.

"It's a really nice knife, you're so generous to give it to me."

Feng Zejian picked up a piece of lobster meat and put it in his mouth.

“My master is willing to give me the best food, so I have to give my master something good in return.”

"Well, actually, all those things you ate were expired."

Feng Zejian was dumbfounded, staring at the overflowing instant noodle box. He was on the verge of tears.

"Give me back the feeling I had."

Twelve Nights chuckled.

"Hahaha, look at you, you believe everything you hear. I just bought that yesterday."

Feng Zejian breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "You seem to be in pretty good spirits."

"It's alright. I've felt much more relaxed since I stopped getting commercial performance invitations."

"So young, and you're already planning to retire and enjoy life?"

Twelve Nights tilted his head, squinted, and asked in return, "Otherwise what? I've earned enough money, what's the point of not spending it?"

"And then what, retire and go to those kinds of places to seek thrills?"

Shierye rested her chin on her hand, smiling brightly as she looked at Feng Zejian.

"What, are you worried about my safety?"

"If you're worried, does that mean you won't go?"

Twelve Nights smiled and shook his head.

"Of course not, but if anyone is worried about my safety, I will try my best to come back safely."

Feng Zejian calmly instructed, "So, hold the knife I gave you tightly; it will save your life."

A warm feeling welled up in Twelve Nights' heart, and she hummed softly, "I know."

Looking at the boy in front of her, who was eating special treats, Twelve Nights couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so good to me?"

Feng Zejian smiled. "I'm a simp, so it's normal for me to be nice to you."

"Your words remind me of that person again. Although you're both simps, I like the kind of simp who knows how to simp, not the kind who just licks your boots."

"If that's the case, then I'm truly honored to be a simp."

"Lick it well, and I won't treat you badly."

Twelve Nights got up, went to the computer, inserted the USB drive, and logged into the website.

"Slaughterhouse, opera house, orphanage, church, or mass grave—which would you like to go to?"

Feng Zejian knew the meaning of the Twelve Nights.

"Do we really have to go to a place like that in the middle of the night?"

"With a new weapon, of course we have to test its strength."

Feng Zejian raised an eyebrow slightly. "That makes sense."

"How about the church?"

Feng Zejian nodded.