I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 208 Fang Qingran, Dead... (4000 words)
The Xia's fantasy world dissipated, and the double-headed sword transformed back into two wooden swords, Fang Qingran put it back into the scabbard.

Stepping back to the camp, halfway through the walk, he suddenly seemed to remember something, looked sideways slightly, and his eyes fell on the ranks of werewolves fighting on the side of Qiongmu City.

"You, do you want to come out and fight me again?"

He said to a werewolf in the queue.

Before, he had focused all his attention on the mountain giant, but only now did he realize that there seemed to be one of the second-tier wolves who hadn't been eliminated.

Well, it was the one who defeated Jianba at the beginning.

What it was called, he didn't remember.

However, it doesn't matter.

The only remaining second-tier wolf family, Ming Guan, opened and closed its mouth a few times. After hesitating, it noticed the sympathetic eyes from its fellow wolves on both sides.

After a fierce psychological struggle, it showed a resolute expression as if it was death.

"Your mother, your sister, I will take good care of you!"

The werewolf beside him looked helpless and patted it on the shoulder.

Hearing the words, Ming Guan couldn't help showing a touch of emotion in his expression.

It knows that the human being who can defeat the mountain giant is an opponent it cannot defeat anyway, but in order not to fall into the glory of the wolf clan, it must...

When it was fully awakened, and it was about to go to war, an indifferent female voice came from Qiongmu City:
"No need, we admit defeat."

It's the voice of Her Royal Highness!

The first time it entered the ear, it heard it.

"Oh."

When the young man in the middle of the battlefield heard it, he agreed lightly, looked away, and never looked back.

On the other side of the camp, drums were beating in unison, and cheers were heard, Ming Guan clenched his fists, and felt a little unwillingness in his heart.

But apart from unwillingness, it is more of a kind of luck, the luck of the rest of the life after the catastrophe.

Watching the boy's back go away, it murmured in a low voice:

"That guy never paid attention to me from the beginning to the end..."

That's right, how can a strong man who can defeat Tier [-] put a mere Tier [-] in his eyes.

Thoughts flashed by, and it couldn't help but clasp its heart with its hands.

"It's so depressing...the unspeakable discomfort and depression almost made me breathless..."

It spoke softly in a voice that only it could hear, and it was completely immersed in this depression, but it didn't realize that the state of those around it was almost exactly the same as itself at the moment.

"... Pain, incomparable pain, I really want to do something, let it out!"

Its voice became lower and lower, but the bloody red light in the beast's pupils became more and more intense.

"So, what can be done?"

It licked its sharp claws.

……

On the way to the camp a short distance away, Fang Qingran turned sideways suddenly, dodging the attacking claws.

He didn't stop, his figure was erratic, wandering around.

Because, what struck was not one sharp claw, but... countless pairs of sharp claws!

Suddenly stopped, several earth-burrowing monsters jumped out of the ground in front of them. They drilled straight out of the ground more than ten meters high, dancing their long tentacles, and screaming silently as they opened and closed their mouthparts.

"This kind of farewell ceremony is too grand, right?!"

Fang Qingran was puzzled by the situation in front of him, he reacted without delay, lifted his spirits, and ran towards the camp without any intention of fighting.

He sensed that there was a third-order virtual demon comparable to the flame torch level chasing after him, but if he moved a little slower and entangled him, he might not be able to escape so easily.

At this time, there was an angry thunder sound in the camp.

"Wolf clan, what do you mean by this!"

With a roar, the several earth-burrowing insects blocking the way in front of Fang Qingran exploded in an instant, and the flesh and blood fell like rain.

Xiao Zhiyuan's black hair danced wildly, his eyes were like lightning, and there seemed to be martial arts runes shining in the pupils of his eyes. Wherever he looked, there was no difference whether it was a Void Demon of Tier [-] or Tier [-], or Tier [-] or Tier [-]. Brilliant fireworks of flesh and blood exploded.

"Is this the Grandmaster!"

Fang Qingran's eyes widened.

Shocked, he did not forget to accelerate further.

The camp is getting closer and closer in sight, and there is only a distance of less than a hundred meters left.

For him today, it would take no more than a second to cross this distance.

however……

"Little guy of the human race, there is no need to be so anxious."

A slightly teasing cold tone sounded in his ears, Fang Qingran finished at an accelerated pace, only to find that the distance between him and the camp hadn't shortened, on the contrary, it felt like it had opened up again.

The Tianshu camp is clearly close at hand, but at this moment it gives him an illusory feeling that it is far away.

"The scenery of the heart, the capital of the master..."

From the sky, gradually descended a supreme wolf king with strong blood and evil intent all over its body. It muttered softly, and a drop of black blood condensed on its fingertips.

Allowing the black blood to drip, it didn't look down again, its malicious vertical pupils stared at Xiao Zhiyuan outside the camp.

Compared with this one, that little human bug who is expected to be a grandmaster in the future is nothing.

After all, the hopeful master is not the real master after all, he still has a long way to go.

But the next moment, its expression froze.

What about the insignificant youthful aura of the little human race?
Why can't I feel it all of a sudden?
No reason?

Glancing down in a hurry, every inch of the ground was stained red with blood. In the end, it had to confirm one thing.

The boy in the bathrobe disappeared out of thin air under its nose, no one was alive or dead.

"Could it be some method of hiding your breath?"

Speculation popped up in its mind, but it had no time to pay attention to it.

The two masters in the human camp have already set their sights on it.

"Forget it, with that drop of black blood of mine, no matter how deep the hiding is, it is impossible to escape death!"

Thinking silently, it no longer pays attention to the movement below.

Once that drop of blood dripped, more casualties than Fang Qingran alone, undoubtedly came from the Void Demon in the Scarlet Wasteland and its kin, but the Bloody King seemed to have completely forgotten this.

However, it's not that it has a bad memory, it's just...it doesn't care, that's all.

Taking a bunch of virtual demons and the lives of the same race, and exchanging a young man with the qualifications of a grandmaster, it feels that this deal is very worthwhile, and it has never even hesitated.

"The nineteenth king... the bloody king."

Xiao Zhiyuan's eyes were cold, his clothes were fierce, and he rushed straight out of the camp.

"You come to guard the camp, I will pick up the students!"

He left a word at Han Wuji without looking back.

"it is good!"

Han Wuji nodded heavily:

"Leave the security of the camp to me!

If anyone wants to hurt the camp, he must pass me first! "

As he said that, he stretched out his arms, stretching an unknown distance, reaching the white eagle, and soaring up into the sky behind him.

After circling in the sky, the wings were folded, protecting the entire camp under the wings.

Hearing this, Xiao Zhiyuan's murderous eyes could not help but flash a very faint smile.

With no worries, he no longer suppressed his mighty aura, and the fire of spirituality turned into waves of brilliance, piercing through the clouds.

"Blood King, you are courting death!"

At the same time as he opened his mouth, he stretched out a hand and squeezed the dripping black blood.

No matter what, at least stop this drop of black blood from falling to the ground first!

If it was allowed to drip down, I'm afraid he could directly prepare the memorial service for Fang Qingran.

The existence of a master level, even if it is only a drop of blood, the power is not something that a master can easily deal with.

Not to mention, the student in my family is the second level, and he is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the Immortal Realm.

"Xiao Zhiyuan, you really cared enough for that student of yours, and you even personally rescued him."

The Bloody King said condescendingly.

"Those who drink blood, what can they understand?"

Xiao Zhiyuan directly pushed him back with one sentence.

In order to kill a genius of the enemy, he was even willing to bury thousands of his own family members with him. He really couldn't imagine what kind of distorted personality it was that could do such unimaginable things.

Seemingly seeing through Xiao Zhiyuan's thoughts, the bloody king's eyes were filled with condescending indifference:
"So, I am king."

It pressed down and blocked Xiao Zhiyuan's way, with an extremely cruel sneer on his face:
"This king will let you watch your students die!"

"Just you?"

Xiao Zhiyuan showed disdain.

The wolf king of the wolf clan, he has beheaded a few!
But apart from disdain, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

Why did the wolves suddenly attack at this moment? Don't they want the Moon King who is still imprisoned in his hands?
Then what's the point of coming to compete?
Consume the strength of the human race?
To be honest, it's not that he looks down on the bloody king, but with the strength of the wolf clan, it's still far from enough to show prestige in front of him and Han Wuji!

"No, of course it's not just me."

The Bloody King licked his lips, showing a bloodthirsty smile.

With one breath, the corpses of the Void Demons on the ground piled up rich blood energy, formed a blood formation, turned into a torrent, and poured into the body.

Its aura began to rise steadily, and its expression was intoxicated:

“Delicious, wonderfully delicious.”

"Is this blood formation a secret arrangement prepared in advance?"

Xiao Zhiyuan was stunned, he wanted to crush Heixue's palm, but was blocked by Xuelie King.

boom!
The aftertaste of the impact produced by the collision between the two spread thousands of miles away in an instant, the clouds in the sky receded, and the world became silent.

"With the blessing of this foreign blood energy, if I want to break through its obstruction and disperse the black blood, I need at least three moves!"

Xiao Zhiyuan felt depressed.

In normal times, the time for three moves is naturally nothing, but at this time when every second counts...

"Could it be that I am the first in a class, and I can only watch such an outstanding student stay silent here forever?"

His eyes widened with anger, his master's prestige climbed to the limit, and he desperately tried to forcefully break through the bloody king's block.

"Hahahaha, good time!"

The bloody king's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he was beaten miserably, but it kept laughing wildly, laughing wildly.

"Save your energy, you have no chance!"

As it said, the black blood fell at a high speed, and it was extremely close to the surface.

Xiao Zhiyuan's eyes were about to burst, and he uttered a thunderous sound. The sound wave dissipated in a short distance from the black blood.

The outside world screamed loudly, Fang Qingran huddled under the quilt, and waited intently.

He hid behind the quilt, but it wasn't that he couldn't hear the voices outside. Everything that happened so far was known to everyone.

Hiding inside did give him a chance to breathe, but if he faced that kind of covering range attack, the quilt that could not provide defense was obviously unable to resist.

Bloody King.

He made a note of the name.

Very profound!

"Just one drop of blood drove me into a corner."

Relying on the new weapon to slay the mountain giant brought a little pride and self-satisfaction into his heart, Fang Qingran silently made up his mind that if he could survive this calamity, sooner or later, he would put the sun on the opponent's wolf head!
"The only thing I can rely on at this moment is myself..."

His eyes gradually became firm, and he began to use all the strength he could mobilize.

If you can bear it, you can live; if you can't bear it, you can only die.

There is no third option.

He knew in his heart that the chance of surviving might even be less than one in a hundred thousand or one in a million, but this was not a reason to sit and wait for death.

He hasn't seen the weapon really evolve into a purple quality, hasn't become Tianshu Shiying, hasn't waited for the cheap old man to come out of the prison, hasn't touched the pure white fat of student Su, how can he die!

Pull out the sword of Yangchun, run the golden body for thousands of calamities, and stimulate the four forces of spiritual fire, blood power, star power, and blood evil power to the limit...

Everything Fang Qingran did had only one purpose - to increase the chance of surviving.

hum-

The ground shook violently, and a corner of the quilt was lifted, revealing a boy's small head.

When he found that all the virtual demons were attracted by the black blood that was about to fall to the ground, he wrapped himself into a ball and squirmed quickly towards the camp in the endless tide of virtual demons.

When passing by some fourth-order virtual demons, they vaguely sensed something, and he immediately pulled off the small quilt, shrank his whole body inside, and remained motionless.

"The camp is right in front of me, but I can't get in at all!"

When Fang Qingran thought of the Bloody King, his teeth itch with anger.

Xiao Shouzuo once destroyed the means of that so close to the horizon, and the Bloody King strengthened it once. Obviously, he made up his mind and did not intend to let him go back alive.

Piss him off!

Knowing that he had no chance to get close to the camp, he knocked down another elixir that was stored in the blood space and temporarily increased physical strength.

Stealthily lifted the corner of the quilt, and the drop of black blood that was about to fall to the ground came into view.

"coming!"

Fang Qingran's pupils contracted violently and he held his breath.

He saw that the dozens of virtual demons in the area closest to the black blood, no matter what level they were in, all vaporized in an instant, and there was no trace of them remaining in the world.

The gasification range is rapidly spreading at a super high speed, and at most, he can come to his position in less than half a breath.

The moment he ran his defense at full strength, he vaguely saw a red dress drifting past, and a graceful figure, like a moth to a flame, pounced on Heixue.

"This figure looks familiar."

Thoughts popped up in his mind, but Fang Qingran didn't have the time to care about who the other party was, and concentrated on resisting the aftermath of the collision between the black blood and the figure in the red skirt.

At this moment, the time seemed to become extraordinarily long, and his spirit fell into boundless darkness, and he could no longer perceive anything else.

"I'm dying?"

This was the last thought that came to his mind.

(End of this chapter)