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Chapter 439 The Sick Male Protagonist Who Loves Contradicting His Master (11)

The spirit power that was already extremely cold now contained traces of killing intent, making Sijiu's sleeves and the hem of his clothes sway without wind, making a sound of hunting.

Qianyan was about to pee from fright, her legs went limp, but this time she couldn't kneel down, and she was picked up by two fingers.

Immediately after a buzzing sound, a sharper icy air rushed towards the face in the next moment.

Yujing Yuanjun's startled sword had already floated in front of them, and he was carried and jumped onto the sword, his body was instantly raised, and amidst the sound of the front, Yujian flew into the sky and flew straight to the back mountain.

You have to walk at least a stick of incense with your feet, but Yujian only needs a moment.

Qianyan was thrown back to the ground before she could feel the wonder of flying with the sword for the first time.

"Which direction?"

Hearing this cold tone, Qianyan didn't even have the courage to look her in the eyes, and pointed in a direction tremblingly.

The cold and turbulent spiritual power disappeared as the figure disappeared in an instant.

Qianyan collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

【He'll be fine, don't use your spiritual power too much Daddy, your broken body can't take it anymore. 】

[Shut up for me, don't forget that you are gone. 】

System: Heck, heck, he's so wronged that he can't help it.I'm doing this for sei~ I'm too difficult~
In order to save time, Si Jiu still flew with the sword, but he didn't fly very high, so he saw the thin figure on the ground in just a moment.

Another injury.

He was leaning against a big thick tree, holding a broken sword in his hand, pointing at the monster beast that was staring at him, his face was seriously injured and pale, but his eyes were extremely sharp, and he was more than a inch bigger than the one in front of him. The monsters in the circle are even more fierce.

The aura of this whole body may be the reason why this monster dare not take a bite even though it can get its prey in its mouth with one more blow.

Compared with humans, monks have sharper intuition.

Compared with monks, monsters are twice as sensitive to danger.

It always feels that this seemingly very fragile human youth is not like a snack that is put on its mouth, but it seems to contain a strong poison, and if it is not good, it will be eaten back by him.

As for Shen Xinghe, he was actually at the end of his battle.

It was the same in the previous life, he almost died in the mouth of this low-level monster, but in the end it was Li Chengyun who saved him.

But in the last life, there was no such thing as him being carried back by Ning Qingmeng and then having an argument with Li Chengyun.

The time when he met this monster was not now, this time it was earlier.

He was also not sure if Li Chengyun, who was annoyed to the extreme by himself not long ago and planned to clean up the house himself, would come to rescue him.

Probably not.

But he didn't care about Li Seungyun's rescue either.

Li Chengyun, like the duplicity Ning Qingmeng, is a hypocrite.

Ah, he is still as stupid as a pig, bewitched by beauty, stupid and not aware of himself, unable to see through Ning Qingmeng's true face, and even a hypocrite who is extremely disgusting and caring about his own master.

So much so that when he wanted to kill Ning Qingmeng, Li Chengyun tried his best to protect him, and finally died by his own sword.

But in the end, Ning Qingmeng didn't even look at him when he died.

Tsk.Thinking about it this way, I felt that Li Chengyun was so stupid that he was even pitiful.

If I knew it before, I wouldn't provoke him because of venting anger, maybe this time he would come to save me?
Will he die here to end "this life"?

Or will he just wake up from the dream after "death", and after waking up, he will still be the Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters, the Heaven Devouring Emperor sitting on the honored seat in the Endless Sea Youzhu Palace?

The monster finally ran out of patience.

This human being who looks weak everywhere may be a weak human being who looks the same on the outside.

The danger I instinctively perceive is probably just an illusion.

It had been a long time since fresh flesh and blood of human monks nourished its stomach, and it couldn't wait.

With a loud roar, the monster opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards Shen Xinghe.

　Shen Xinghe's diary: This "dream" is too real.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)