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Chapter 530 The Sick Male Protagonist Who Loves Contradicting His Master (102)

Si Jiu put aside distracting thoughts for the time being, and rushed to the back mountain with Shen Xinghe.

After removing the barrier set up by Li Chengyun, Si Jiu saw the corpse of Qianyan on the ground at a glance.

She still remembered that Qianyan was a pretty girl with a hint of shrewdness, and there seemed to be some connection between her and Zai Zai before.

But the corpse in front of him was only skinny and shriveled, and it looked like the handwriting of the monster clan.

And next to him, there is a half-demon blood.

Coincidentally, he was also the one who once ascended to the top and became the master of the demon world, who was bloodthirsty and full of hatred.

What's more, if someone must die, why is Qianyan who has a close relationship with Xing'er?
What about the star?

Shen Xinghe has been by her side for many days, but Xing'er hasn't moved at all, either, she was trapped by Xinghe, or...killed?
Thinking of this, Si Jiu's eyelids twitched wildly, and the corners of his mouth gradually straightened.

"Shen Xinghe" felt the ups and downs of the master's mood from the side, and the uncontrollable spiritual power began to overflow, making her whole body overflow with cold air.

"Master..."

"Shen Xinghe" held her hand, "Calm down, you can't use your spiritual power at will."

Si Jiu raised his eyes, "Xinghe, this is your senior sister Qianyan."

"Shen Xinghe"'s dark eyes were fixed on meeting Boss Jiu's gaze, neither of them spoke for a while, the atmosphere seemed a little suffocated in the increasingly long silence.

There was a little redness in the eyes of "Shen Xinghe", as if it could overflow at any time, but he suppressed it with all his strength.

"Master, will you come with me?"

He suddenly said without thinking.

"Master promised me that no matter where I want to go, Master will accompany me."

He was full of anticipation, and then when the master remained silent, his heart that had just warmed up gradually cooled down.

"Xinghe." Si Jiu sighed, "Where is Xing'er? What did you do to him?"

"Shen Xinghe" closed his eyes suddenly, holding the hand of the wine secretary so hard, as if he wanted to crush it, then he opened his eyes.

His eyes have turned scarlet.

"When did Master find out that I'm not mine?" He twitched the corners of his lips, "Oh, it seems that when I was making out with Master just now, Master touched me, then stopped calling me Xing'er, and You're calling me Xinghe."

"Shen Xinghe" put the wine secretary's hand to his lips, opened his mouth and bit her finger, "Is he the only one in Master's heart?"

Just as Si Jiu was about to speak, he pressed the back of his head and sealed his lips.

He was very out of control, so he didn't restrain himself or measure himself. In an instant, Si Jiu tasted the smell of blood. Si Jiu groaned a few times, trying to push him away, but he pinched his hands and clasped them behind his back.

When he felt his clothes being pulled open, Si Jiu shivered suddenly.

In this scene, the sky is on the ground, and there is still a mummified corpse lying next to it. Xing'er's life and death are uncertain... What is she doing?
Thinking of this, the spiritual power in the body immediately began to gather.

"Shen Xinghe" had paranoid and hostility vaguely in his eyes, and a restraint hit Si Jiu in the body, immobilizing her instantly.

"Master, be good, I don't want you to get hurt."

As he spoke, he tore off her girdle with a swish.

Secretary Jiu: "Xinghe, calm down."

"Shen Xinghe" buried his face in the hollow of her neck, and then went to suck her collarbone again, "Last time my heart softened, and the traces left disappeared so quickly, this time I will use more force."

With a "hiss" sound, Si Jiu bit his collarbone.

"Shen Xinghe!"

"Master, won't you call me Xing'er?"

His hands were beginning to disrespect.

Sijiu was almost pissed off. "Can you listen to me..."

"Shen Xinghe, you bastard!"

The sound of piercing the air and killing intent was overwhelming.

The brilliance of the spirit sword split the air and took the head of "Shen Xinghe".

"No." Si Jiu shouted, somehow broke through the restriction set by Shen Xinghe, hugged his head with both hands to protect him, then turned over and pressed him under him.

The blade formed by spiritual power passed by Sijiu, cutting off a strand of hair from her sideburns, and the jet-black hair fluttered and fell on Shen Xinghe's face.

"Shen Xinghe" was completely stunned.

Si Jiu hurriedly lowered his head to check and found that he was safe and sound, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

"Shen Xinghe" raised his hand in a daze, and touched her cheek.

"Master, you... are bleeding."

Si Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly saw redness in his eyes, followed by surging and violent demonic power erupting from him, and in an instant, the demonic aura soared to the sky.

　oh
　　good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)