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"Still... can't escape..." Xue Qinghe looked at the majestic energy beam of light rushing towards him, and smiled miserably. The white glow emitted by the beam of light made his face even paler. He didn't think much about it, he had thought about everything he should have thought about, but he closed his eyes as if relieved.

After today, I probably don’t have to work hard to play another person...

Chapter 137 You Didn't Ask! 【Subscribe】

When Xue Qinghe closed his eyes and was waiting to die.

Behind him, there was a sound that sounded like a beating, and after that, Xue Qinghe felt his waist tighten.

"Hey, hey, His Royal Highness, your desire to survive is not strong enough, why don't you just give up?"

Ye Zhiqiu, who appeared behind Xue Qinghe, Yifei Leishen, joked with a smile.

Just when Ye Zhiqiu's words fell, Xue Qinghe felt a slight vibration. At this time, the beam of light from the white tiger spirit beast should have attacked, but he seemed to be fine?

Xue Qinghe opened his eyes with some doubts. At the first moment, he didn't notice Ye Zhiqiu who was holding his waist, but stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

The white tiger's beam of light was so close to him that he could touch it with his hand. He could even see that the space around the beam of light was distorted.

But the beam of light with such a destructive power was blocked?

Blocking it is a purple giant with a height of more than 20 meters and full of muscles.

The giant is holding a purple round shield in his left hand, and a purple thing like a sword handle in his right hand?

The beam of light spit out from the white tiger's mouth was blocked by the purple round shield.Whether it is the purple giant or the shield sword it holds in its hand, they are translucent and do not affect visual observation.The purple giant didn't seem to have much defensive power, but the beam of light spit out by the white tiger was blocked by this thing that didn't seem to have much defensive power. Except for a slight vibration, no trace of energy poured in. At this time, the giant Inside, it's like the safest place in the world.

Seeing Xue Qinghe's dull expression, the corners of Ye Zhiqiu's mouth curled up.

Susanoo is almost used to pretend, and it is always so successful.

He is now using the third-stage Susan. Originally, the third-stage Susan would not be able to resist the attack of the white tiger spirit beast so easily.

But Xu Zuo's left hand held the eight-foot mirror, the strongest defensive artifact, which made it a little easier to resist the white tiger's beam of light attack.

That beam of light, except for the bang Susanoo rising slightly in mid-air, couldn't break through the defense of the eight-foot mirror at all.

As for the hilt that Xu Zuo held in his right hand, it was the hilt of the Ten Fist Sword. When he didn't want to use the Ten Fist Sword to attack, it was in this form, not only the Ten Fist Sword, but also the Eight Foot Mirror.

Both artifacts are in the form of energy, and the eight-foot mirror can be changed in ever-changing ways, and can even be placed directly outside the Susanoo. However, the defense of the eight-foot mirror will be weaker, like the current round shield. Form is the strongest defensive stance of Bachijing.

Xue Qinghe regained his composure in a daze, and suddenly found that he was hugged by that bastard, he had never been hugged so intimately before in his age, and immediately struggled.

"Don't move, as soon as I let go, you will fall out of Susanoo, do you want to be blasted into pieces by this white tiger's fierce light wave?" Ye Zhiqiu leaned close to his ear and said softly.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath, and a faint fragrance lingered around the tip of their noses.

"His Royal Highness, why do you, a big man, still use perfume? You look like a woman." Ye Zhiqiu controlled Susano, and did not forget to tease Xue Qinghe.

The old lady was originally a woman...

Xue Qinghe's face was dark, and although he didn't dare to move his body, he taunted dissatisfiedly: "The Holy Son is really hiding something deep. He is more than 70 years old and says he is more than 40 years old. People are not old-hearted." Quite treacherous, this ability to play with the whole world is really admirable."

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, "When did I reach level 70?"

"The Wuhun avatar has come out, it would be boring for the Holy Son to pretend now..." Xue Qinghe said with a frown.

Ye Zhiqiu immediately rolled his eyes, why would anyone who saw his Susano think it was the true body of the spirit?

Zao Wou-ki was like this back then, and so is Xue Qinghe now...

The question is, I'm really not a Martial Soul Avatar...

His martial soul is Sharingan, and his soul skills are also added by ninjutsu. Ye Zhiqiu himself doesn't know what his real martial soul will be like in the future.

But he knew that his martial spirit avatar could never be as simple as Susano.

"Before you make a conclusion, please see the number of my soul rings clearly, and then consider whether I am the real body of the martial soul..." Ye Zhiqiu looked a little helpless.

"Also, I saved your life, His Royal Highness, and one of the three conditions is considered to be offset. This request is not too much."

At this time there is no danger, Xue Qinghe didn't panic anymore, he turned around with a little golden pupil, and said with an inexplicable smile: "That can't be done, I didn't ask you to save me, so naturally it doesn't count if you save me on your own initiative." One condition."

"Oh?" Ye Zhiqiu nodded knowingly, "Okay then, I'll throw you out. If you die, the three conditions are gone... I can also relax."

Xue Qinghe: ...

Negative emotion value from Qian Renxue plus 566...

Xue Qinghe was startled when he realized that the arms around his waist were loosened, bastard, you really let go?

Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes and smiled, tightened his left hand again, and hugged Xue Qinghe back into his arms. He was having a good time, but he almost scared Xue Qinghe's soul away.

Xue Qinghe thought that this bastard was really going to throw him out.

He turned his head and stared at Ye Zhiqiu viciously, and said angrily: "Is it fun to play me? And it was the same before, you can obviously resist the attack of this soul beast, and you are still pretending, isn't it interesting to see me in a mess?" ?”

Ye Zhiqiu tilted his head and thought about it for a while, then nodded with affirmative expression, "It's really interesting, hey, the Lord Prince, you are patronizing and running, and you didn't ask me yourself..."

Negative emotion value from Xueqinghe plus 566...

Xue Qinghe's face turned red, he wasn't ashamed of being held in Ye Zhiqiu's arms, but because of being angry with this bastard.

Angry, his nose hurts.

If it wasn't for being still in the sky now, Xue Qinghe would have punched Ye Zhiqiu in the face with another fist.

The two in the sky chatted happily, while the white tiger who stood on the ground and sprayed the beam of light for a long time was tired and out of breath.