Chapter Seventy-One: The Villain Dies: Talking Too Much
Zhao Shenping stumbled under his feet and almost fell. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
When anyone is racing, he suddenly hears a whisper in his ear, and his feet will slip, not to mention that he is now distracted.
Subconsciously, Zhao Shenping looked back and saw that the woman was still standing in place, her emotions in her heart were complicated and difficult to understand, and she couldn't help but turn around and shout: "Jade Rabbit Fairy, we have no grievances, why do you want to harm me?"
"Aren't we all demon clans helping each other?"
Hearing this, the woman's expression was in a trance for a while, and then she suddenly burst into laughter, as if she had heard a big joke.
"What did you say?"
"Demon clan, help each other, hahaha... It's really a laughing old lady.γγγγ β
Zhao Shenping watched the woman's laughter plummet, and he was speechless.
After a while, she was embarrassed to stop, looked at Zhao Shenping, who had already taken this opportunity to run nearly a thousand meters, shook her head slightly, and said with a smile: "Little brother, why are you so naΓ―ve, so that my sister can't bear to do it." β
With a sigh, she suddenly made a strange gesture with her right hand, and then, her figure suddenly turned into a black cloud, which instantly appeared above Zhao Shenping, and then under the hood.
Seeing this, Zhao Shenping could only raise his head and spew out a fire snake, and he didn't even have time to see the effect, so he continued to flee without stopping.
It's just that the strength of the two is really different, facing the fire snake, the black cloud suddenly stretched out a jade hand, grabbed the fire snake, and then crushed it, and the speed of the black cloud was not affected at all, and Zhao Shenping was surrounded in an instant.
The next moment, the black cloud disappeared.
Zhao Shenping was pinched by the banshee's neck with one hand and carried it in the air.
He didn't dare to move in the slightest, for fear that he would accidentally provoke the banshee and make her miss and pinch herself to death. Zhao Shenping blinked and said cautiously: "That, Sister Yutu, we shouldn't have any hatred." β
The banshee stroked her hair with her left hand, nodded casually, and said, "Of course not." β
"Then why did you kill me?"
"Well, killing you is a task arranged by my superiors, who let you offend him. β
"Your superior?"
Zhao Shenping thought for a moment and said tentatively: "Could it be the mountain god?"
"Hee-hee, that's your guess, I didn't say anything. β
When Zhao Shenping heard this, his heart was cold.
Sure enough, it's his mother's mountain god, and after coming to this world for so many days, I've offended him! However, this banshee is so powerful, why did she become a subordinate of the mountain god? What is the origin of the mountain god?
Now that he understands that he is a member of the Mountain God Sect, Zhao Shenping feels that he is going to die today!
For a moment, there was an indescribable loss in his heart: he had just realized the benefits of the demon system, so was he going to say goodbye to it?
"Hey!
Suddenly, an unusually disdainful voice woke Zhao Shenping up.
The banshee saw that Zhao Shenping's eyes were decadent, as if she had accepted her fate, she was very disappointed in her heart, and continued to mock: "You still call yourself a demon?
Zhao Shenping glanced at her with disdain, and said angrily: "I'm just a little demon who hasn't even practiced demonic energy, you're fucking transformed, you want to kill me, and you won't let me give up?"
The banshee snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "You are a demon body, but you don't have a demon soul, and you still vainly claim that the demon clan helps each other, it's really naΓ―ve and ridiculous!"
"Demon spirits?"
Zhao Shenping was aroused.
"Your demon soul is a bully?"
When the woman heard this, she was silent for a while, her eyes suddenly felt a little sad, and she sighed after a long time: "I am no longer a demon, and I have long lost my demon soul!"
Speaking of this, she glanced at Zhao Shenping and said slowly: "Demon, if you want to live, it's too difficult, so you need to be self-reliant, never give up, no matter what invincible enemy you face, you can't admit defeat in death! No matter how dangerous the situation is, you can never give up!"
"This can be regarded as a demon soul. β
When Zhao Shenping heard this, his heart was slightly shaken.
Is this a demon?
He remembered the world of condor shooting, his several embarrassed escapes, and also remembered Fang Cai, who gave up walking with the gourd baby because of the fear in his heart.
It's just that you don't have the strength to run away, shouldn't you run away?
Absolutely.
But is it useful to run away?
If you are not the strongest, you will not always be able to face only opponents who are weaker than you! And the strong cannot be achieved by hiding aside and cultivating secretly.
Without a fearless heart, you will never become a strong person.
It's like if you don't have a demon soul, you'll never be a qualified demon.
Zhao Shenping suddenly figured out a lot for a moment, as if he had an epiphany.
And the next moment, he took action.
I saw that his legs suddenly glared violently, and a pair of sharp claws grabbed at the banshee.
Even if you die, you will tear off a piece of flesh from your breast.
Zhao Shenping was ruthless in his heart.
However, the soft touch from his claws made him a little dumbfounded.
It seems to have touched something that should not be touched.
Zhao Shenping looked down with great effort, and found that the blood-colored dress on this banshee's body was made of unknown material, and his claws did not leave a trace on it.
He didn't believe in evil in his heart, and once again clawed at the fat mass on the banshee's chest.
It's just that in the end, he still hasn't broken the defense, and he was dazzled by the super elasticity.
The chest was attacked twice, and the banshee was not annoyed at all, but a little appreciative, and said, "That's it! Demon, even if you die, you have to bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh." β
Zhao Shenping glanced at this guy, and was speechless in his heart, you have too much to say!
Immediately said angrily: "Then can you untie your clothes and let me grab a piece of meat to satisfy the unyielding soul of my dying little demon?"
The banshee shook her head, but with a smile on her face, she said, "If you have a demon soul, you can die as a real demon." As she spoke, her hands suddenly began to strain.
The next moment, Zhao Shenping felt a little suffocated, his feet and wings began to kick unconsciously around, and he didn't know if the banshee's chest was too forward, Zhao Shenping's feet could be caught there every time, but at this moment he had no intention of feeling it.
After a while, Zhao Shenping's consciousness began to drift, and his body twitched from time to time, as if the next moment, he would die.
And at that moment, he suddenly the banshee grabbed his hand, and it shook for a while, followed by a voice that was unusually familiar to him.
"Mountain God, get out of here and return our brother's treasure. β
It's Sanwa.
Taking advantage of the momentary loosening of the banshee, Zhao Shenping took a sharp breath, and his consciousness was finally a lot clearer, and then he found that the woman's figure was fluctuating like water lines.
Although it was perfect after a while, Zhao Shenping still felt the eagerness in the banshee's heart.
Only this time, she began to use her weapon, and the dagger in her hand stabbed him in the neck like lightning.
However, this whole space suddenly fluctuated again.
The banshee's figure was even more blurred for a while, clear for a while, her expression was extremely painful, and the dagger was on Zhao Shenping's neck, but she no longer had the strength to move forward.
Zhao Shenping obviously felt that she was pinching her hand, and it loosened a lot, and he hurriedly glared at her chest, shrank his head, and successfully escaped from her hand.
As soon as Fang landed, Zhao Shenping did not retreat but approached, clinging to the banshee's body, and spewing out a fiery snake with all his strength.
With a thud, the banshee was knocked away, snorted, and fell to the ground a few meters away.
Zhao Shenping's flames were rolled back, the chicken feathers were burned, and his appearance was miserable, but he was not injured.
Although he didn't know why, the banshee suddenly became weaker, but he was still happy at this time!
And at this moment, another familiar voice came.
"Third brother, your speed is too slow, it's up to me. β
Zhao Shenping was happy in his heart, it was the voice of the big baby.
And the next moment, he felt the sky spin around, and the fallen banshee suddenly raised her head and let out a violent wail, and then her body turned into a wisp of black smoke and burrowed into the little white rabbit's body. With the disappearance of the woman, cracks suddenly appeared in the surrounding space, as if the world was broken, and then, everything around it changed, the dark canyon became a dry river, and the surrounding mountains became piles of rubble.
The place where he was at this time was only a few thousand meters away from the mountain god cave, and standing here, he could see the magnificent figure of Dawa who was five or six meters high.
He was constantly trampling on the peak of the mountain where the cave was located.
For a while, Zhao Shenping was in a trance.
Isn't that just an illusion!?
But why, did I feel death so really?
I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't have a clue.
Then looking at the little white rabbit who was paralyzed on the ground, foaming at the mouth, Zhao Shenping suddenly thought of a sentence.
The villain died of too much talk.
The ancients didn't deceive me.