As everyone was preparing to watch the next scene.
Qi Zheng Yi, furious, leaped up and shouted, "This beast!"
He cast a glance at Qi Shu Shu as he spoke.
Qi Shu Shu forced a bitter smile, knowing he was referring to his father.
After marrying the main wife, Qi Shu Sheng's mother.
His father had also gotten the maid who grew up with him, Qi Shu Shu's mother, pregnant.
After that...
Qi Shu Shu had six younger sisters and four younger brothers!
The mothers of each child were different.
Now, he had another sister!
"Uncle Qi..." Qin Xiao Rou called to him, looking deeply at the stunned Qin Yao, "I mean a biological grandfather!"
She then looked up, her gaze fixed on Qi Zheng Yi.
"Biological..." Qi Zheng Yi, who had been gesticulating wildly, suddenly froze.
Qi Zheng Yi: "Do you know..."
Qin Xiao Rou: "I know..."
Qi Zheng Yi: "Then that year..."
Qin Xiao Rou blushed: "Big brother was keeping watch for us..."
They spoke in halves, like playing charades.
Finally, Qi Zheng Yi slumped back into his chair.
"Aunt Qin, what are you talking about?" Qin Yao asked, looking expectantly at Qin Xiao Rou.
The latter stroked her head and said gently, "Call me Mama!"
Chu Tian had expected the little girl to react strongly.
To his surprise, she grinned and said, "Heh heh... I knew you were my Mama all along!"
"You're the cleverest..." Qin Xiao Rou dotingly ruffled her head, causing Qin Yao to frown.
No one understood what was being said, but they understood the implications.
Qi Zheng Yi sat in his chair, lost in thought.
Seeing that there was no further development, the interlude was passed over.
As for who the father of this child was, that was for them to figure out when they got home.
In any case, everyone had their suspicions.
Even Ma De Ju, who had just woken up, sidled up to Chu Tian and whispered in his ear.
"This old guy, he wouldn't happen to have a love child, would he?"
"No, then what did he mean by biological son?"
"Strange..."
"Qi Shu Shu, your father wouldn't be your grandmother..."
Ma De Ju really dared to say anything.
Chu Tian picked up a banana.
Without peeling it, he jammed it straight into his mouth, root first.
Performing a deep throat.
Ma De Ju immediately rolled his eyes: "Ugh..."
"Alright, now let's think about how we're getting out of here!"
Old Madam Ma steered the conversation to the main topic.
"And before we leave, the Ghost King attacked, how do we deal with it!"
Hua Le Zhang was the one who spoke.
As he spoke, Chu Tian noticed him.
In the short time he hadn't seen him, this elegant gentleman had become disabled.
His left arm had been severed at the shoulder.
"What... what's going on? Ghost King...?"
"Wasn't it the Corpse King?"
Chu Tian interjected suddenly, turning to look at Lin Ran.
His interjection drew everyone's attention to him and Lin Ran.
"Do you know his origin?"
Upon hearing the question and seeing Chu Tian's questioning gaze, Lin Ran shrugged at him, "I didn't have a chance to say."
Hearing this, everyone turned their attention to Lin Ran.
Under the gaze of the great figures, he felt immense pressure.
He slowly recounted what had happened outside the small world, at the foot of the mountain.
"You're saying... after I took the child, that guy came out of the tomb that those scavengers blew open?"
Yan Ming Shan was shocked, staring at Lin Ran.
"Mmm..." Lin Ran nodded and continued, "When we came here, for a moment, I felt his aura."
"However, it disappeared later... I can't be sure if it was a corpse or a ghost!"
"When he appeared just now, I found his aura to be very mixed."
"There was the aura of a corpse, the aura of a ghost, the aura of a demon, and even the aura of a demon beast."
Lin Ran paused here.
"He's not wrong!" Zhang Cheng Cheng suddenly added.
Chu Tian was a bit bewildered, it seemed he had missed something on his trip to the forbidden zone.
Seeing everyone fall silent and look worried.
Chu Tian glanced at Ma De Ju, who was sitting beside him.
The guy was still retching, clearly suffering from the after-effects of the banana deep throat.
Chu Tian tilted his head and leaned closer.
Ma De Ju quickly flinched backward.
His eyes were fixed on the banana in Chu Tian's hand.
"Uh..." Chu Tian awkwardly put down his weapon.
"Brother Ma, what exactly happened?" he asked in a low voice.
"Where did everyone else go?"
Chu Tian realized that within the range of his divine sense, there was no one.
It was as if the entire small world was silent, plunged into deathly stillness.
When Ma De Ju heard Chu Tian ask him, he became interested.
He rolled up his sleeves, his expression excited, about to speak.
However, as he looked up, he met Ma Ling Ling's gaze.
He immediately deflated, quickly suppressed his excitement, and leaned down to whisper in Chu Tian's ear.
A moment later, Chu Tian finally understood what he had missed.
It turned out that shortly after Chu Tian left, Hua Le Zhang returned with his daughter, but he had lost an arm.
His mount, a salamander, was even more tragic, its head half gone.
It was unclear what kind of monster it was, but it hadn't died and carried Hua Le Zhang and Hua Ru Zhi directly into the crowd.
Hua Le Zhang, seeing the eight family patriarchs fighting, clearly had no idea what was happening.
The old geezer Luo Ling Shan was the strangest, actually fighting Madam Ma to a draw.
However, seeing Hua Le Zhang in such a tragic state, everyone stopped fighting simultaneously.
Unexpectedly, Hua Le Zhang only paused for a moment.
The half-crippled salamander carried him away again.
"Don't fight, run!"
Hua Le Zhang's frantic roar was heard afterward.
Everyone was bewildered.
At the same time, on the high platform of the arena, a fierce roar erupted: "Zhang Dao Kun... how dare you..."
Everyone shifted their gaze and saw Qi Zheng Yi open his mouth and spit out a milky white bead.
It collided directly with Zhang Dao Kun's palm strike.
Boom...
With a deafening roar, Qi Zheng Yi spewed blood and was caught by Song Qing Shan.
The counter-shock forced Song Qing Shan to spit out a mouthful of black blood as well.
Qin Xiao Rou was also thrown off the high platform by the impact.
At the same time, with a hum.
A bloody light curtain rose from the ground.
Everyone felt their blood stir within their bodies.
"Zhang Dao Kun... what are you doing?" Luo Ling Shan, standing on top of the giant statue, had a distorted face.
At this moment, Zhang Dao Kun held a formation disk in his hand.
He was already floating outside the light curtain.
"Heh heh heh... what am I doing?" Zhang Dao Kun cackled.
"If it weren't for the fact that the fetus was in your Luo family's world, do you think I would... uh..." He had just finished speaking when.
Chiu...
Zhang Dao Kun's chest exploded, and his heart shot out from his chest.
"Damn it, he laughs even worse than I do..."
A faint dark shadow appeared behind Zhang Dao Kun.
The shadow's hand pierced through his chest, clenching a still-beating heart.