Twisted Dreams-Chapter 280 - 347: Followers of the Death God?

The bar was filled with gusts of chilling wind, the lights flickering intermittently.

Crow sat on a high stool, tilting its head to watch Xie Qilin.

In the dim light, Crow's eyes glowed with a scarlet light.

In the bright light, Crow's eyes returned to their usual deep black.

Between light and dark, is also between life and death.

Xie Qilin slowly retreated, his steps unusually heavy, as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart tightly.

How could he forget the Black Emperor?

Back then at the island ruins, the Black Emperor nearly shattered the Eight-foot Bride with just two moves and almost took his life!

Xie Qilin hurriedly opened the oil paper umbrella.

Ghost Qi surged violently!

The Eight-foot Bride slowly formed her figure in the Ghost Qi.

"Damn it!"

Witnessing this scene, Qin Ming cursed aloud.

This, this, this, what kind of monster is this!

"Eight... Eight-foot Bride..."

Zhang Qian clutched Qin Ming's lapel tightly, her delicate body trembling from fear.

Qin Ming was anxious too, but curiosity outweighed his fear.

He hadn't taken over this bar for long, yet had seen many bizarre and peculiar things, sparking inspiration that led him to write "Demon Bar".

For a writer, inspiration is the most important.

Many poets enjoy traveling the mountains and rivers, often to seek that glimmer of inspiration.

Now, appearing in his bar were the Eight-foot Bride, and a young man calling himself 'This King', ready to battle.

This scene is not something just any novelist is lucky enough to witness.

With the Eight-foot Bride before him, Xie Qilin calmed down a bit and clasped his fists, saying:

"Black Emperor, let me remind you, this is the Imperial Capital!"

Crow raised a hand lightly.

A Demon Snake rushed out from within, attacks towards Xie Qilin.

The Eight-foot Bride quickly waved her arms, Ghost Qi chilling.

The Power of Death clashed with the Demon Power.

'Boom!'

Tables, chairs, and benches flew in the bar, a hideous crevice appeared on the floor, and window glass shattered.

The Eight-foot Bride suffered severe injuries, flying backward.

Xie Qilin never expected the Black Emperor would dare to kill in the Imperial Capital!

Crow raised his hand again, the Demon Snake gathering strength.

Qin Ming looked at the scene in horror.

The unexpected events visually stunned Qin Ming, causing his heart to race.

Qin Ming quickly came to his senses.

With continued fighting, this bar will be demolished!

No way!

He inherited the bar from a mysterious person, with many rules constraining Qin Ming's life.

If an incident here occurs, Qin Ming doesn't know if he can survive.

He quickly spoke up:

"Stop it!"

Zhang Qian's beautiful eyes sparkled.

She knew the bar owner was a powerful Extraordinary!

Could it be that this usually quiet and reclusive writer boss is finally going to step in?!

Xie Qilin and Crow both looked at Qin Ming.

Qin Ming suddenly felt immense pressure.

In truth, he didn't know where the courage to stop their conflict came from.

Qin Ming awkwardly smiled:

"Take it outside if you must fight."

This scene resembled two thugs brawling at an internet café, with the frightened internet manager trying to stop them from breaking the computers.

Crow ignored Qin Ming, controlling the Demon Snake to prepare for another battle.

The Eight-foot Bride also regained herself, shrieking and gathering Ghost Qi.

Qin Ming quickly ran out from behind the bar:

"You two, you..."

Crow's fingers danced, the Demon Snake circled the bar once, aiming at Xie Qilin.

Qin Ming's life was of no concern to Crow.

As the shockwaves of the Demon Snake's attack crept towards Qin Ming, a mysterious Spiritual Power fluctuation appeared on the bar floor.

Two undead creatures crawled out from the ground.

The sudden change frightened Qin Ming.

He screamed, nearly falling to the floor.

The appearance of these two creatures was terrifying and horrifying!

These two undead were left in the bar by Li Yang to protect Qin Ming.

Now, Qin Ming faced a life and death crisis, and the undead crawled out from the Alternate Space.

Crow's pupils suddenly contracted.

Followers of the Death God?!

This mortal is Li Yang's person!

Crow clenched his fist, the Demon Snake stopped its offensive.

Xie Qilin looked at this scene in astonishment.

He quickly turned to look at Qin Ming.

This kid, turns out not to be an ordinary person!

Misjudged!

Xie Qilin swallowed hard the saliva stuck in his throat, cautiously eyeing the Black Emperor.

The combat power of these two undead isn't strong, he could eliminate them without relying on the Eight-foot Bride.

But the formidable Black Emperor showed awe facing these two undead.

Could it be that these undead creatures have special identities?

Does Qin Ming also have an extraordinary background?

Crow gave Qin Ming a deep look:

"Turns out, you're the subordinate of that person."

Qin Ming couldn't understand what Crow was talking about.

He thought to himself:

Could it be that the mysterious person who gave him the bar is far more powerful than this terrifying 'Black Emperor'?

So much so that he's scared to take further action?

Crow stood up:

"This King will give you face and won't kill in your bar."

Hearing this, Xie Qilin breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground.

Crow approached Xie Qilin, looking down:

"Come out with This King."

Where would Xie Qilin dare to go out?

He clasped his fists, saying:

"I'd rather not go out, it's comfortable sitting here.

Black Emperor, you are an unparalleled power, no need to bicker with someone like me.

How about you, Great Demon, pardon my life?"

Crow chuckled with anger:

"Then you sit there, just give me what's in the umbrella."

Xie Qilin blinked his eyes.

What's in the umbrella, is it Ye Fan's master?

Xie Qilin hesitated for a moment.

He hadn't yet swallowed Ye Fan's master.

Just giving back to the Black Emperor?

Crow's expression grew colder, terrifyingly grim.

Xie Qilin quickly said:

"Alright, alright, Black Emperor, actually I just wanted to chat with the old man.

If you want to take that old man away, I'll release him immediately!"

Xie Qilin formed a single hand seal, Mo Yulin's soul floated out of the umbrella.

Crow's power, deriving from the Three-headed Hellhound, could faintly see Mo Yulin as his Rank increased.

Mo Yulin bowed respectfully to Crow:

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your assistance!"

Crow ignored Mo Yulin, tilting his head at Xie Qilin.

Xie Qilin's heart raced wildly.

He thought a lot at the moment.

Crow seemed unlikely to easily kill in this bar, but it doesn't mean Crow wouldn't kill here.

Moreover, if Crow waited outside the bar for him, he couldn't stay inside forever.

He chuckled twice awkwardly:

"Black Emperor, any other instructions?"

Crow said:

"You brought a lot of trouble to my Demon Race, letting you go so easily is hard to ease my hatred."

Xie Qilin sensed impending doom.

Crow extended his fingers.

A pitch-black little snake coiled around his fingers.

Crow gently tapped Xie Qilin's forehead.

The little snake naturally slithered inside.