After walking to Bai Jian's side, Qin Fei didn't do it immediately.

Instead, he grabbed a handful of crisp noodles and sprinkled them on Bai Jian's head.

"I hope you can be a boy who loves noodles in your next life, after all, boys who love noodles will not have too bad luck, quack ......" Qin Fei grinned.

"Made!" Yue Shisan exploded directly, and smashed his fist towards Qin Fei.

Xiao Qi couldn't stop it at all, Yue Thirteen was too strong.

Qin Fei didn't move, just staring at Yue Shisan's fist that was getting closer and closer with a smile.

Even, he shouted cheers for Yue 13 in his heart.

Come on, friend, hit me, just touch a hair of mine, and I can fall.

After all, it's faster to make money by touching porcelain.

However, Yue Shisan's fist stopped abruptly when it was still two centimeters away from Qin Fei's head.

Everyone also let out a breath and almost saw the scene of a large headshot.

Qin Fei, you're so lucky.

As long as I can revive Bai Jian, I will make cattle and horses for you, and serve you until you die. Yue 13 withdrew his fist.

Qin Fei cut off.

You can really put gold on your face, this emperor is immortal and immortal, do you mean that you also want to be immortal?

You're thinking too much.

With your current strength, if you live to one hundred and fifteen, I will ask Wu Bai to sing in the clinic, and dedicate two hundred and five to myself.

"Smack!" Qin Fei casually waved his hand and slapped it on Bai Jian's chest.

Then, turn around, go back to the computer chair, sit down, and crunch your noodles.

That's it?

You're kidding me!

Yue Shisan couldn't describe his mood at the moment, as if his entire body was burning and roaring.

Every muscle and every cell is screaming and shredding this damn guy!

Crush his bones, beat his face to disfigurement, crumple him up and stuff him into the toilet!

"Uncle Thirteen. A voice reached Yue Thirteen's ears.

The restlessness in Yue Shisan's body suddenly disappeared, and he turned around as quickly as he could.

On the observation bed, Bai Jian sat up straight, looking dazed.

At the same time, the knife wound on Bai Jian's chest disappeared, and the two short knives on his shoulders also fell with a clatter.

Except for blood and shredded clothes, there were no wounds in sight.

Bai Jian's spirit is also very good, like a new life.

Yue 13 just wanted to say: How is this possible!

Just because of Qin Fei's inadvertent palm?

Is this a miracle?

If he hadn't seen Bai Jian's bloody appearance with his own eyes, he would have suspected that Bai Jian and Qin Fei had teamed up to deceive him.

"Doctor Qin. Yue 13 looked at Qin Fei with a sincere gaze.

The flowing eyes were full of shock, gratitude, and a hint of worship.

"Hold the grass, don't confess to me. Qin Fei shouted.

Although I have seen a lot of ...... Sex...... Love, interracial love, and even interracial same~~ sexual love, however, seeing more does not mean that I can accept it myself.

Bendi is still more traditional.

"Doctor Qin, from now on, I, Yue Thirteen, will be your person. ”

Qin Fei: "......" told you not to confess.

Muscular man, I really can't do it.

You'll never get mine, give it up.

"I, Yue Thirteen, will do what I say, and be a cow and a horse for you. Yue 13 continued.

The expression on Qin Fei's face was almost insufficient.

When a cow is a horse, why are you so cruel, even if you are of the same sex, you have to become an animal.

If you really act as a cow and a horse, I can only say this: big brother, our size is ...... Mismatch......

"No, no, no, no. Qin Fei quickly shook his head and refused.

"You don't have to use it!" Yue Thirteen doesn't care if Qin Fei agrees or not, anyway, I, Yue Thirteen, say whatever I say.

Yes......

Qin Fei has a headache to the point of splitting his brain, the muscular man on the earth is really domineering.

"Great Demon King Qin Fei, how can you still save people?" Murong Lanlan asked with her head held high, although she was also grateful to Qin Fei for saving Bai Jian, but she didn't understand.

"Why can't I save people?" Qin Fei didn't understand.

"You are the Great Demon King, isn't your dream to destroy the world and bring disaster to the whole world?"

Qin Fei: "......"

He just wanted to know which version of the Great Demon King Murong Lanlan was watching.

This kind of big demon king, did he fall to the cerebellar atrophy from childhood?

To destroy the whole world as a dream, what is the mental retardation setting.

As a qualified Great Demon King, shouldn't it be his mission to revitalize the world?

Because only in this way can you live more comfortably.

If all the people were dead...... Who will produce instant noodles?

The big devil who can't eat instant noodles is different from salted fish.

"Forget it, I won't trouble you in the future. You also try not to appear in front of me, I am afraid that I will not be able to control the light of justice and kill you. Murong Lanlan waved her hand.

Thank you for not killing.

"Mr. Qin, thank you. At this time, Bai Jian had also come down from the observation platform, and Yue Shisan had already told him about the matter.

Bai Jian originally thought that Yue Shisan had arrived in time to save him.

Unexpectedly, he still died, but he was rescued by Qin Fei again.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, take the money. "Qin Fei laughed, I wish you could die a few more times, so that I can get money quickly.

Anyway, the effort it takes to save your life is at most about the same as eating instant noodles with chopsticks.

"Money is a vulgar thing, how can it be compared with life. In the future, Mr. Qin will have a place to get Baijian, although he will speak, he will not dare to resign. Bai Jian said with his fists clenched.

Qin Fei almost asked Bai Jian directly for money.

Money is a vulgar thing, and you can say it if you pretend to beep like this.

You are noble, you are selfless, you are bright, righteous, great, there is a kind of you give me all the money, let me do vulgar things!

"Oops. Bai Jian suddenly slapped his leg, "Those seven people from the Holy Court." ”

"I'm coming!" Yue Shisan was holding back in his heart.

The miscellaneous pieces of the Holy Court, even my nephew Yue Thirteen dares to move, Lao Tzu will not be surnamed Yue if he doesn't kill all of you.

Of course, Yue Thirteen also muttered in his heart, saying that it was impossible to say it in this life, and he couldn't do it if he said it, so who did I have the surname.

"Uncle Thirteen......" Before Bai Jian finished speaking, Yue Thirteen rushed out.

A minute later, Yue Shisan rushed in again, with two more giant swords in his hands.

"They're all dead. Yue 13 said.

Ha?

"Uncle Thirteen, these people in the Holy Court are useful!" Bai Jian had a black line, and Uncle Thirteen was too impulsive.

"Hell, I mean these people were dead when I passed. ”

Bai Jian was stunned.

Extinguish?

Who did it?

Is it unlikely?

After all, it is the ultimate of three virtual realms and four qi realms, and it is the correct logical way to save them.

Could it be that the people who invited them to do it? Afraid that these people would be brought to the Practitioner Management Association to expose themselves, so they killed them all?

That makes sense.

Meng Fanjun?

Bai Jian's mind was spinning rapidly, Qin Fei and Ah Sheng were framed as heretics and should have been planned by Meng Fanjun.

Meng Fanjun's purpose was to rely on the Cultivator Management Association to kill Qin Fei and Ah Sheng.

It's just that Meng Fanjun really dared to ask the people of the Holy Court to make a move, did he really dare to betray the Cultivator Management Association?

It seems that this Meng Fanjun has to check it out.