Purple fungus

  Du Shilin's moves were exceptionally fierce and sharp, attacking like a Thai boxing match and defending like a Tai Chi round. Perhaps even Du Kongyang didn't expect that Du Shilin's kung fu could be so formidable.

  A golden aura enveloped Duslin's fist as it struck the zombie, which was indeed not weak, with a perfectly tempered external family skill.

  "Douslin, you and I fighting is just a waste of energy, I won't die anyway." The zombie-like figure said between gasps.

  Du Sulin didn't respond, she flipped over in mid-air, dodging the zombie's sweeping kick. A wolf-like handprint appeared on her palm, and a loud phoenix cry was heard. The next moment, the place they were in was shrouded in darkness.

  "You're quite the strategist." The zombie looked down at the ground below, where the originally dense horde of zombies was now nothing but a sea of flames. His tone was somewhat subdued, but there was no anger in his voice.

  "Too kind." As soon as Du Sulin's voice fell, he pointed at the zombie, and suddenly a piece of Samadhi True Fire rushed towards him.

  "Hey, that's the Samadhi True Fire, it's going to take your zombie life!" The zombie changed color and dodged everywhere, but unfortunately, wherever he dodged, the Samadhi True Fire chased after him, and in a short while, it burned his clothes.

  He was decisive and tore his clothes apart, revealing a robust and powerful physique that didn't match his handsome appearance.

  "Stop, stop, stop!" Just as the flames were about to engulf him, a purple-red light screen appeared in front of him, blocking the fire. "I'm not playing with you anymore, just deal with this group of zombies." He was surrounded by an untamed aura, his messy bangs scattered across his forehead, and when he spoke, there was a hint of childishness on his face.

  But what responded to him was a dragon's roar, this dragon had nine claws, its back covered with eighty-one pieces of golden scales, dazzling and eye-catching, a pair of dragon eyes as big as copper plates, facing the light screen and opening its mouth was a thunderbolt. Immediately following was the three samadhi true fire of the phoenix divine bird.

  The zombie man's light screen was shattered by a thunderbolt, and if he hadn't dodged in time, it would have been his hair that got burned.

  "You've ruined my hair, Duslin! You're really something! If I couldn't kill you, I would have taken action long ago!" His face also finally had a hint of anger, one hand stroking the burnt ends of his hair, the other pointing at Duslin.

  "I'm telling you, whether you like it or not, you and Xiao Qingzhu are impossible. The last bit of your soul will be taken away sooner or later! Hmph!" As soon as the words fell, two bolts of lightning, one big and one small, shot towards him, leaving no intact spot on the roof. He stared at the other perpetrator who had unleashed the lightning, sneering coldly, "You're just a discarded and useless dragon clan, you've even lost the nine claws that symbolize the imperial family, what do you have to be proud of?"

  Du Qinglian heard the words and was extremely angry, suddenly taking a deep breath, his body had an urge to explode again, but was patted on the head by a cold hand.

  She raised her head, looking into Du Shilin's clear eyes. By Du Shilin's side was the golden giant dragon transformed from her spiritual power. For some reason, a thread of reverence emerged in the little guy's heart, coming from the depths of his bloodline, an involuntary feeling of reverence.

  "Douslin, I can't beat you, and you can't kill me either. The zombies here, whether you want to kill them or not, are all the same to me. But remember, Xiao Qingzhu is not someone you can touch." With that, he flipped his body several times and jumped back to Wanyan and Chu Feng who were still fighting fiercely, grabbed Wanyan's shoulder and disappeared from Douslin's line of sight in an instant.

  "Don't chase him anymore, he's right." Du Sulin grabbed the little guy's body, blocking her idea of taking advantage of the situation to counterattack.

  At a glance, Haoyang can be said to be in a mess. Du Siling spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was unstable, half kneeling on the ground.

  The phoenix bird let out a loud cry, soaring into the sky and breaking through the cycle of yin and yang. It danced elegantly in mid-air, transforming into a brilliant red rainbow that spread across the sky. Meanwhile, the spiritual energy returned to Du Si Lin's body, protecting her from harm.

  "Master!" Chu Feng's anxious shout.

  "It's nothing." Du Sulin shook her head, wiping away the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked up at the sky to find that it was already evening. Fortunately, she still had her life. Unfortunately, this place turned out to be just the tip of the iceberg of a massive zombie army. She knew well that the zombie man who had just attacked her was only following orders, and behind him, there must be an even more formidable person pulling the strings. Her every move, every word, all escaped the notice of that person's eyes.

  Du Sulin made a bold guess in her heart, indeed bold and unbelievable, because if the guess was true, it would be really terrifying. At least for now, Du Sulin didn't have any confidence.

  Chu Feng took the order to collect the remaining troops of Huanghai, Du Sili dragged his heavy footsteps outward, and the little guy obediently circled above her head.

  "Qing Luan, transform back into human form." Du Si Lin waved her hand at the little creature, her voice weak and lacking energy. No one knew how severe her injuries were.

  Du Qinglian transformed into a baby and fell into Du Silin's arms. Du Silin gently stroked her short hair and said, "The dragon clan has its own pride, even if it's eight claws, we can't abandon this pride."

  She thought the little guy was the most noble royal family in the dragon clan, and should have had nine claws. However, because someone forcibly took her soul before she was born, her ninth claw could not be formed, and now it has transformed into a flash of lightning in that place.

  "Uh-huh." The little guy nodded repeatedly, like a garlic press. She seemed to have changed a lot, listening to Du Siling's words and following his plans, and when she looked at Du Siling, there was also a hint of reverence in her eyes.

  The backpack was engulfed in flames during the fight, along with Du Siling's mobile phone and other belongings. Du Siling had to use a landline to call Xiao Qingzhu after returning to the hotel.

  On the phone, Xiao Qingzhu's voice seemed to be more tired than Du Siling. Accompanying her was the sound of a keyboard that had never stopped. Du Siling knew that Xiao Qingzhu didn't know and didn't say much, only saying that she lost her backpack, so all her mobile phones and other things were gone. After hanging up the phone with just a few words, she called Du Kongyang.

  Du Kongyang, who had been worried all along, let out a heavy sigh of relief after learning that Du Silin and the little guy were safe and sound.

  "You mean to say......" Du Kongyang's heart tightened as he listened to Du Silin's depiction, and a sense of foreboding also arose in her.

  "Hmm." Duslin didn't say much more, just responded with a murmur.

  "If it's really his, then it's truly irretrievable." Du Kongyang muttered to himself, the purple-red eyed zombie, even she hadn't heard of it before, and the ancient books at home didn't seem to have written about it either. Completely unknown. When facing the completely unknown, it's often what makes people worry the most.

  On the phone, Du Sulin was silent, her eyebrows furrowed, she only felt a burning pain in her chest, and then another mouthful of blood flowed out, drop by drop, sliding down from the corner of her mouth. She forcibly held back the urge to cough, silently wiping away the bloodstains.

  "Are you hurt?" Du Kongyang seemed to have noticed that something was wrong with Du Silin and hastily asked.

  "It's nothing serious." Du Sulin said lightly, "I'll be back in a few days."

  "Alright, let's discuss it again when you get back. Take a good rest." Du Kongyang nodded and instructed with concern.

  "Hmm." Duslin responded with a single grunt before hanging up the phone. Unable to bear the burning sensation rising within his chest, he spat out a mouthful of blood that landed on the black carpet like a camellia flower blooming in the night.

  "Uh..." The little guy hid on one side, stretched out his small hand to pull at Du Slin's hem, with a worried face.

  "Don't worry." Duslin looked at the little guy's eyes with respect, and sighed in her heart. For some reason, after coming back this time, the little guy had such a great fear of her, and even stopped calling her "mom" as he used to.

  "..." When Du Sulin said that, the little guy actually cried out first, but this time, she cried silently. Tears just quietly fell from her eyes.

  At this time, Du Sulin discovered that the little guy's eye corners actually had two tear moles. The physiognomy book says that women with moles in their eyebrows are intelligent and clever, those with moles in the middle of their eyebrows are rich and noble, while tear moles represent a lifetime of loneliness and hardship.

  She spread out her palm, and Du Sulin was thoroughly stunned. A deep and clear palm line ran through the little guy's entire palm - a broken palm!

  "Okay, don't cry." Du Siling's heart ached as she wiped away the little one's tears. "You're a child of the Du family, you're my daughter. Remember, children of the Du family can only shed blood, not tears."

  "Hmm." The little guy heard this and stopped crying, his weak voice as soft as a cotton cloud, uncertainly calling out: "Mom..."

  "Huh?" Du Sulin responded as if by conditioned reflex.

  The little guy changed his face quickly, and suddenly he narrowed his eyes and smiled with an open mouth.

  Before long, Xiao Qingzhu's phone call came over. She didn't expect Haung Cheng to be ruined like this and was certain that Du Siling had something hidden from her.

  Du Sulin simply said that a few powerful zombies were killed with some effort, and it became like this.

  Xiao Qingzhu didn't ask any further questions. Because she knew that Du Siling was unwilling to tell her, and even if she asked, all she would get were lies.

  "Has something been going on recently?" Du Sulin saw Xiao Qingzhu didn't ask further and changed the subject.

  "Uh, the old chairman wants to expand the domestic market." Xiao Qingzhu simply responded with a sentence. On the phone, Du Siling could feel Xiao Qingzhu's fatigue and the constant keyboard typing sound that never stopped.

  "Qing Zhu!" Suddenly, Du Si Lin heard a familiar voice, with a lazy and slow tone. In the company, who else could use this tone to Xiao Qingzhu except Peng Luofei?

  "You have something to attend to, I'll hang up first. I'll go back in a few days." Du Siling noticed that since Peng Luo's call of "Qing Zhu", the sound of the keyboard, which had never stopped before, disappeared. A sense of loss suddenly arose in her heart.

  "Uh-huh, I'll call you tonight." Xiao Qingzhu's tone sounded just like discussing business, which made Du Siling's heart feel even more suffocated.

  After hanging up the phone, Xiao Qingzhu glanced at Peng Luofei in front of her. In a few days, she took the initiative to enter the board of directors and became the deputy general manager of Haotian Group.

  "Luofei, what's gotten into you?" Xiao Qingzhu felt a bit helpless. After his illness, Peng Luofei seemed to have become a different person. But exactly what had changed about him, she couldn't quite put her finger on.

  "Not bad," Peng Luo Fei's mouth curved up in his signature lazy smile, his head resting on the back of the chair, his hands clasped behind his head, and his long legs directly placed on the office desk. Only his gaze lingered on the woman sitting in front of him, "I've said it before, Qing Zhu, I'm going to pursue you again."

  The author has something to say: How can I put it, some of you said that I didn't keep my promise, and on this point, I admit it. The update that was supposed to resume the day after tomorrow wasn't done, and for that, I apologize. I'm not very fond of complaining, but those few days without an update were really because I was sick and feeling terrible. Sorry.

  Thank you for your continued support, meeting through words is fate, I hope we can find happiness together in words. No more nonsense, everything is self-evident! O(∩_∩)O！

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