The world of mercenaries: evildoers, please respect yourself

Chapter 643
Xiao Li said coldly, and was about to leave.

"why!"

Han Jue and Ba Chengwei exclaimed at the same time, they didn't expect Xiao Li to leave!

"No reason!"

After Xiao Li finished speaking, he didn't even give Han Jue a chance to speak out, and he had already submerged into the void!

"Xiao Li wait for me!"

"Don't go!"

Han Jue, the bloodthirsty god, sank into the void at the same time, chasing after him.

"Xiao Li, don't go!"

Followed by Han Jue stepped on the void, like a fairy, stepped forward with one step, the space shortened layer by layer, and instantly came to Xiao Li's side.

Han Jue stretched out his palm lightly, and grabbed Xiao Li's slender palm.

Both of them shook their bodies at the same time, feeling a ray of electricity rushing into their bodies.

The two peerless powerhouses, even the thunder attack released by the peak powerhouse of Lingzun, couldn't hurt them, but at this moment they were stunned by this tiny electric current and couldn't speak.

"Han Jue, you bastard, let go of Xiao Li!"

Seeing Han Jue holding Xiao Li's palm, the bloodthirsty god suddenly became furious, and the scarlet dagger in his hand drew a red glow, and slashed towards Han Jue.

"Go away!"

Han Jue turned his head sharply, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and with a flip of his palm, a big world suddenly descended on the bloodthirsty god.

"Humph!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Li's face darkened, he opened his cold palms, and moved out horizontally, blocking in front of the bloodthirsty god, with the dagger in his hand slashing out horizontally!

"Push!"

The power of the terrifying world world was cut by Xiao Li with one move, and the terrifying aura and coercion swept out, and thousands of monsters around were wiped out in an instant!

"You're really on his side!" Han Jue's eyes turned cold, and his tone was as cold as ice on an extremely cold ice field!
"He's a friend!"

Xiao Li's tone was firm, holding a killing dagger in his hand, his eyes were full of fighting spirit!

Xiao Li is now only at the peak of the Spirit Sect, not even the Spirit Venerable, but it is enough to compete with Han Jue!
"Okay, bloodthirsty god, I will let you go today, you guys get out!"

As Han Jue said, he left with a voice of hatred.

Seeing Han Jue leave, Xiao Li became inexplicably irritable again.

"Xiao Li, I knew it, you like me!"

The bloodthirsty god on one side looked at Xiao Li with excited and tender eyes!

"Shut up, don't follow me!"

When Xiao Li heard this, his heart became more and more manic, and his body disappeared into the void again!

The extremely cold ice field at night looks very cold, with flakes of goose-feather-like snowflakes falling with the wind.

Xiao Li sat alone in the cave, watching the bonfire beating in front of him, and the slightly damp wood crackling from time to time!
Staring closely at the bonfire, Xiao Li was so lost in thought that she had forgotten that since she became the king of killers, she never lost her mind like this again.

"Sister Xiao Li, I knew you were here!"

Xiao Li frowned, and looked towards the entrance of the cave. Zhang Xuanfei walked in bouncingly, with a pleasant smile on his face.

"How do you know I'm here!"

Xiao Li made a sound in surprise, and at the same time wondered that even if he was distracted, he wouldn't be so close to him that he wouldn't be able to detect him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Li poured out the power of the soul, and suddenly found that in the void, one after another, the figures wrapped by the power of the soul were hidden in it.

Xiao Li's heart moved, a trace of complicated emotions surged in his heart, and he finally looked at Zhang Xuanfei.

"Sister Xiao Li, you forgot, we spent one night here at the beginning, and you improved my strength!" Zhang Xuanfei excitedly pulled Xiao Li's palm, and said coquettishly.

(End of this chapter)