Pluto's Favorite: Miss Nine

Chapter 103
The young man behind the old man couldn't bear it any longer. In their hearts, the Zixiao Temple, a sacred existence, was worthless in his eyes. This was simply unforgivable.

That is their religion, their god.

It fell on deaf ears.

Yuan Ji squinted his eyes halfway, with a deep and shallow smile on the corners of his lips, looking extraordinarily enchanting and moving.This man who is like a bright moon, even if he is angry, you can't see clearly what he is thinking.

Black clouds surged in the sky, as if they were about to crush the world, and the eyes of the group of people were shining brightly.

"Is it finally here?" Yuan Ji muttered to himself, no one saw his movements clearly, there was a sudden roar in the air, and the blood mist spread instantly.

"Eleventh Chief..." Those pleasant words were especially in his mouth, and they turned into deep despair.

At this moment, the anger in their eyes turned into unspeakable panic. What did they see? The eleventh elder at the star soul master level had no time to speak, no time to resist, and exploded with a bang.

The people in Zixiao Palace, who had always been defiant, finally showed the most embarrassing face in their life.

The old man staggered, looking at Yuan Ji in disbelief, the powerful Star Soul Master turned into fly ashes with his wave of hands, this is not human power at all.

Crazy, crazy.

Where did this monstrosity come from? It's terrifyingly rampant, terrifyingly arrogant, terrifyingly perverted...

His whole body seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water, and his spine felt chills from the cold. If he had known this, he shouldn't have provoked this killing god.

Yuan Ji didn't seem to want to waste time with him, he raised his left hand, seemingly casually, but brewing boundless demonic power.

A thunderbolt flashed through his mind, and the old man seemed to have thought of something, and stammered: "Could it be you, you are..."

Before he could finish speaking, his body dissipated like sand.

"No..." A horrified howl sounded from the cliff, and the remaining ten or so young people stood with their eyes blank. Are they going to die?
"Devil, you are the devil!" Frightened.

"I don't want to die..." Snot and tears.

"Forgive us, we don't know anything..."

"..."

For a while, various voices were mixed. Yuan Ji stood silently, with gentle eyes and a noble expression. He turned his head to look at Yun Chuxi, and said softly, "Do you want them to live or die?"

Yun Chuxi didn't answer, but asked instead: "If I fall into their hands, will they let me live or die?"

They will not let her live, nor let her die, but make her life worse than death.

The enemy is cruel to her, why should she be kind to the enemy, let that compassion go to hell!

Yuan Ji's eyes were heavy, his deep eyes were as dark as the night, and after a long time, the corners of his lips curled up, his long and narrow eyes were stained with a shallow smile, and with a wave of his sleeve, those crying people disappeared like blue smoke.

Suddenly losing support, she fell powerlessly to the ground.

The sky is dark and dense, lightning is showing off its power, and the dark mountains are like landscapes splashing ink, hidden in the depths of the dense clouds, looming.

Yun Chuxi crawled to Yun Ren's side, stretched out his hand to sniff, but he was silent.

"Grandpa..." She whimpered and cried, hugging the cold body, crying hoarsely.

She has been experiencing life and death all her life. Those who love her, those she loves, die one after another in front of her. Every step she takes is dripping with blood. Those she wants to protect, those she wants to love, die, and hurt hurt……

Grandpa once said that sometimes people try to become stronger, not to become a hero of the world, to become stronger, but to give the people they care about a stable sky.

But now she can't do anything.

(End of this chapter)