Chapter 130 Silence

Silence.

The top floor of the Holy Tower was instantly silent, not a sound to be heard.

Qiao Yu's words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving everyone stunned.

Could it be that the Holy Body they had been following so diligently was a fake? It was hard for them to believe.

"Heh, nonsense. Just because you say you are, does that make it so?"

Zu Zhengyang knew that there was no way this could end peacefully, and a dense killing intent emanated from his body.

"Guards! Kill this babbling fool!"

As soon as Zu Zhengyang's words fell, a huge hand emerged from the shadows and reached straight for Qiao Yu.

The fluctuations emanating from that hand clearly indicated the strength of a demigod-level expert.

Qiao Yu's face darkened. He hadn't expected Zu Zhengyang to be so shameless as to directly send a demigod-level expert to deal with him.

Qiao Yu didn't yet have the confidence to face a demigod head-on, and just as he was about to summon the Purgatory Corpse King, a missile shot in from outside the Holy Tower and directly hit the hand reaching for him.

"Who is it? How dare you obstruct the Human Race's Holy Body?" Zu Zhengyang roared at the sky.

"Human Race's Holy Body? Heh, so impressive. I'm so scared~"

A chuckle came from the sky, and then a beautiful woman in a deep-V, form-fitting dress walked into the Holy Tower on fifteen-centimeter high heels.

Zu Zhengyang's eyelids twitched the moment he saw the beautiful woman.

"Yinyue Lengying…" (Silver Moon Cold Shadow)

The beautiful woman before him was a legend among the Mechanical Race.

Originally, she was just an ordinary mechanical citizen in one of the Mechanical Race's many cities. One day, the Black Empress, who had disappeared for a hundred years, suddenly appeared in the city where she lived, and the Human Race also rose up in rebellion at the same time.

Soon, the Human Race there was suppressed by the Mechanical Race who had gone to welcome the Black Empress, and she followed the Black Empress's team out of the city.

When she reappeared, she had become the Yinyue Lengying, feared by all humans. She was ruthless and cold, and her strength was extraordinary.

Countless humans had died at the hands of Yinyue Lengying, and she seemed to hate human males in particular.

No human male who fell into Yinyue Lengying's hands ever left with a complete body, and no one knew the reason why.

Some said that Yinyue Lengying had suffered from a broken heart, so she was extremely disgusted with men; some said that there was something wrong with Yinyue Lengying's data panels; and others said that Yinyue Lengying was a lesbian.

But no matter what, one thing that couldn't be changed was that Yinyue Lengying was strong! She was an absolute powerhouse!

"Yinyue Lengying, you've gone too far! Intruding into my Human Race's Holy Tower, are you trying to provoke my entire Human Race?"

A middle-aged man walked out of the shadows. There was a black burn mark on his hand, and it was clear that he was the one who had attacked Qiao Yu just now.

"Wan Anran, you really like to throw around accusations as always. Besides, can a fake Holy Body even represent the entire Human Race?" The beautiful woman smiled lightly, and her charming appearance made many people present stare blankly.

"Nonsense! That kid is the real fake!" Wan Anran pointed at Qiao Yu and cursed, "Kid, you're also a member of the Human Race, but you want to impersonate the Holy Body and disrupt my Human Race's morale. What are your intentions? Do you want to be a traitor to the Human Race?"

Qiao Yu didn't get angry when he heard this, but just looked at Wan Anran and responded calmly.

"If the Human Race is full of people like you who only know how to accuse others, what's wrong with betraying them?"

"What did you say?!"

Wan Anran was furious. How dare a guy who had just been promoted to the Saint Realm be so disrespectful to him, a demigod?

"Betraying the Human Race is a capital crime!"

Wan Anran attacked fiercely, but before his attack could land on Qiao Yu, it was blocked by Yinyue Lengying.

"So impatient? It seems that the Holy Body you're supporting now is indeed a fake!" Yinyue Lengying said with a smile.

"Whether he's a fake or not, it's an internal matter of my Human Race. What does it have to do with you? It's not your place to interfere!" Wan Anran shouted sharply.

"Heh… it really does have something to do with me, because I know very well who the real Human Race's Holy Body is!"

Yinyue Lengying smiled and turned her head, twisting her slender waist as she walked towards Qiao Yu.

When she reached Qiao Yu, the expression on her face was indescribably complicated.

"Qiao Yu… long time no see," Yinyue Lengying said, biting her lip lightly.

Wan Anran and Zu Zhengyang looked at each other in confusion. Could it be that this Yinyue Lengying had some past with this man? Were they lovers who had been separated for a long time?

Just as they were thinking this.

*Slap!*

Yinyue Lengying suddenly slapped Qiao Yu in the face.

"Scumbag!"

Qiao Yu was also stunned. He finally remembered who this Yinyue Lengying was. Wasn't she the mechanical milf he had subdued in the Mechanical Maze City, codenamed LBwnB-2333, Teng Ling?

*Slap!*

Although it didn't hurt at all, Qiao Yu slapped back without hesitation. No woman had ever dared to slap him.

"Who the hell do you think you are? How am I a scumbag?"

Teng Ling covered her face, a little at a loss, but still mustered her courage to ask.

"If you're not a scumbag, then why did you leave without saying goodbye, leaving me alone?"

*Slap!*

Qiao Yu slapped her back again and asked.

"What do you mean leaving you alone? Did I ever say I would take responsibility for you?"

"If you didn't want to take responsibility for me, then why did you tamper with my core code?" Teng Ling covered the other side of her face and raised her head stubbornly.

*Slap!* Another slap landed on Teng Ling's face.

Qiao Yu: "Because I wanted to."

"You… you!" Teng Ling trembled with anger. This man was too shameless.

*Slap!*

Qiao Yu: "What about me? Do you have a problem with that?"

Teng Ling: "No, but… but…"

*Slap!*

Qiao Yu: "But what?"

Teng Ling: "N… nothing."

Seeing Qiao Yu raise his hand again, Teng Ling pouted her lips in grievance, but didn't dare to speak again.

However, Qiao Yu's slap still landed, but this time it gently caressed Teng Ling's face.

"That's more like it. Did it hurt?" Qiao Yu asked with a smile.

Actually, if Teng Ling had spoken nicely from the start, Qiao Yu would still have felt guilty towards her.

After all, he had indeed left without saying goodbye.

But Teng Ling had started with a slap to the face. How could Qiao Yu tolerate that? Of course, he couldn't.

"It hurts…"

Teng Ling threw herself into Qiao Yu's arms in grievance and began to cry loudly.

"Then have you forgiven me?" Qiao Yu asked.

"I forgive you." Teng Ling nodded.

"That's good, be good, don't cry." Qiao Yu patted Teng Ling's back to comfort her.

"Then you're not allowed to leave without saying goodbye and leave me alone again! I'm very strong now, I won't be the one dragging you down anymore!"

Teng Ling stubbornly raised her tearful, delicate face.

The scene of being kidnapped by Huang Ying had become a thorn in her heart, and she would never drag Qiao Yu down again.

This beautiful woman, the Yinyue Lengying feared by countless human males, was like a pitiful little girl who had been wronged in front of Qiao Yu.

And Zu Zhengyang and Wan Anran were dumbfounded. Their conversation left them even more speechless!

Every time Qiao Yu slapped her, their hearts couldn't help but tremble.

Just when they thought that Qiao Yu would definitely be killed by this ruthless Yinyue Lengying, she was subdued by his slaps? And even nestled in his arms?

A guy who had just entered the Saint Realm conquered the demigod-level Yinyue Lengying with a few slaps to the face?

The scene before them was truly eye-opening.

If they weren't on opposing sides, they would have even wanted to kneel down and beg Qiao Yu to open a class and teach them.

If they could learn this skill, where in the world would there be pitiful people who couldn't get the love they wanted?

If only there were thousands of secret manuals, so that all the simps in the world could be happy?