Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 727 - 157: Chicken Ribs_1

Chapter 727: Chapter 157: Chicken Ribs_1

"We can’t be certain it was Rose." Vieri blurted out, breaking Boss’s narrative, much to Fat Luo’s annoyance, who promptly punched him twice.

"Ha ha..." Liu Zhenhan laughed heartily, "That’s true, I was half-asleep half-awake then, just like being drunk. Only the undead can tell if it was Rose..."

Old Liu’s smile stiffened, he suddenly remembered that there was an undead creature around him... The Ghostly Nine-headed Hydra Jianna, affixed to the Death Lord Ring, always stayed by his side. After being summoned and spewing freezing breath, he tossed the creature, small and rubbery like clay, to the side. It was only the spectating Jianna who could clarify if Rose had really come or not.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhenhan immediately summoned the creature from the Death Lord’s ring. The ghostly Xu Dela’s nine heads were tied with a bow. Seeing Liu Zhenhan, it bobbed its chubby legs in a formal bow. Lui Zhenhan’s violent intimidation earlier probably rattled it.

"This little creature is loyal to me. It pairs well with Guoguo, making a perfect ’Jelly Double Hero’." Liu Zhenhan patted the Hydra’s head, giving it a sweet chestnut, and Ghostly Xu Dela quickly bowed in courtesy.

"Kid, I’ll ask you, was the coral beauty revived at that time?" Vieri asked directly, without beating around the bush like the boss.

The Ghostly Xu Dela, like a child who’d been slapped by an adult, hung its nine little heads timidly, pondered for a while, and barely nodded.

"By Emperor Polo!" Liu Zhenhan and the three guards were prepped, but they still turned a little pale and hair-raising.

The four guys dared not look at the coral beauty.

"Guoguo~ Guoguo~" Guoguo always had a set of white spun napkins in its belly pocket, a good dining habit that Ning Yu taught it. It had been wearing it around its neck while eating a barbecue skewer and hadn’t taken it off.

"Jianna, I’m asking you, was that the Spider Queen Rose?" Liu Zhenhan’s hand trembled terribly, he stared at the Ghostly Xu Dela.

Pitifully, the undead creature defiantly held up its nine little heads, not shaking or nodding, just quietly watched Liu’s eyes, with complex looks.

Although old Liu was still in the "Turtle Absorption Field," he instinctively took a deep breath. His straight waist suddenly wilted, waved his hand weakly, and put the Ghostly Xu Dela back into the Death Lord’s ring.

He suddenly didn’t want to ask any further.

"Damn it." The three idiot guards got up from the ground and repeated this phrase time and time again.

Guoguo hopped down from the coral beauty, waving its white napkin, shaking its butt, and came over dancing a lively dance.

"Seal it! What happened is over! Don’t let your mistresses, especially Moer, know! And! Not a word about Rose!"

"Understood!" The three idiot guards responded to the boss’s instructions with a Patton-style salute.

Guoguo jumped into Liu Zhenhan’s arms, lit up the space ring on its paw, and tucked it away, pouting, swinging its head, its sparkling eyes fixed on Old Liu.

"What?" Liu Zhenhan kissed Guoguo’s cheek, "Got something good?"

"Guoguo stole that prince’s belt, the storage belt." Rodman snickers wickedly.

"It’s not right to steal from others, Guoguo." Liu Zhenhan looked seriously at Guoguo, then scolded the three idiot guards, "You knew Guoguo was stealing and you didn’t think of getting two more space rings to store its loot!"

Oh god. Fat Luo was nearly out of breath.

Hearing the praise, Guoguo immediately felt gratified, performed a round-off to the ground, and swayed out everything from its space ring. Guoguo’s bottles and cans, including Old Liu’s bloody socks, dried salted fish from the island, clamshell pot, wolf skin rug, Wind System Magic Wolf’s magic crystal, bird feather clothes, bamboo boards, bowling ball sized copper hammer, lit crystal feather, and that silk belt with magical metal studs on it, thin like half a palm, were all clearly stolen.

Old Liu touched these artifacts from the island and suddenly realized that he seemed to have neglected Helen for a long time. Although the verbal care was always there, the emotional tenderness seemed to have been transferred to Avril. The little fox no longer seemed jealous of Avril either.

Looking at the bird feather dress, Liu Zhenhan remembered how the little fox, hanging on by a fishbone, helped him make this winter coat. Back then, he was so innocent.

And now? He’s involved in different relationships with women he doesn’t know or just met, but he’s overlooking the loved ones who care for him silently at his side. Can warmth replace everything? Can giving magic crystals indefinitely prove his love? Why can’t he have the gentle and straightforward mood he had on the island with the little fox anymore?