"Ahem..."
After the fierce battle, Xu Ye coughed twice, settled the boiling blood inside him, and finally caught his breath.
He gave the corpse a wary look. In this world, dead bodies were not safe. With some strange Taboo Object or Sequence Talent involved, a corpse might well stand up and attack him.
Alice stepped gracefully out of Xu Ye's forehead, poked the corpse with a soft cat paw, then circled it disdainfully.
Like a noble surveying their domain, Alice held both silky tails high in the air.
Suddenly, Alice crouched down, covered that little mouth with both paws, and narrowed those bright eyes into crescents, snickering away.
A trickle of drool escaped from the corner of Alice's mouth.
"Puppets... puppets... cross-dressing sisters... mandarin ducks playing in the water, twin dragons playing with a pearl, Guanyin..." Alice swallowed, a layer of gold slowly tinting those comical eyes.
Alice had spotted Zhang Qing's gradually fading soul.
Xu Ye watched, utterly speechless. Corrupting Wang Han was enough. I absolutely cannot let Alice dress a second puppet in women's clothes.
Otherwise, having two burly cross-dressers standing beside me whenever I fight would ruin my mighty, heroic image.
Still, when he saw Zhang Qing's soul leave his body, he finally let out a small sigh of relief.
The soul was hazy, with only a rough outline and a color that defied description.
Alice devoured the soul, closing those eyes to digest some of Zhang Qing's memories.
Meanwhile, Xu Ye stared at the wreckage strewn across the floor, his face twitching.
A large section of the sofa had caved in, one corner of the living room table was damaged, and two chairs had cracked.
*I heard this building belongs to a really fierce landlady who's a nightmare to deal with. Who knows how much I'll