Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Beloved Should Be a Sexy Beauty

The remnant sun is like blood, and the sunset is like fire.

The earth seemed to be painted with a soft gold, and the young man in tattered black clothes finally struggled to get up, his body was bent, his arms naturally drooped, and his legs that did not stand up straight made his shoulders high on one side and short on the other, so that at a glance, there was a crumbling sense of powerlessness, for fear that he would fall again at any time.

He drooped his head, his eyes just happened to see the miserable condition of his chest and abdomen, and the substance like a black worm was still tirelessly helping him repair those huge wounds that were enough to make ordinary people die ten times, it is said that anyone who suffered such a heavy blow, not to mention that he grinned and cried in pain and called his mother, at least frowning These instinctive actions should always have it, but this young man not only didn't snort, but his face was still the same grim smile that the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, as if he still had some perverted enjoyment of this kind of trauma.

After a few moments, he walked towards the domain wall at a very slow pace, the darkness outside the domain wall made him irresistible, and instinct told him that he needed more black matter to recover faster.

He stretched out his left hand and touched the domain wall, the old ring emitted a faint light, dispersing the powerful repulsive force that suddenly attacked, and the ring was like a pass.

When the young man had already reached out of the domain wall with one hand and was about to step out of the domain wall in one step, he suddenly retracted his castration and turned his head to look in the other direction, and in his blood-red eyes, it was the direction in which he came.

There, there seemed to be a kind of traction that was holding him back.

A sense of confusion suddenly appeared in the young man's mind, and he was very entangled in whether to go over or not.

The headache was splitting, and the damn Sanskrit sound haunted his heart again, and he hated the sound so much that every time he was ready to kill, the constant haunting voice would appear at the right time, as if to exhort him not to do something that he thought he should take for granted.

Like, kill!

Eventually, he retracted his ring-wearing left hand and walked in the same direction.

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In front of a bare stone mountain, Qingying leaned with her back there, curled up with her thin body, shivering. More than a dozen ferocious scavengers surrounded the two of them, and a human slave with half a crippled calf still stood in front of her, almost sitting on the ground without crying and slashing indiscriminately, and from time to time he would be bitten by a bite.

The blood that flowed from the broken leg made the beasts excited.

He knew very well that when these hungry beasts had finished gnawing the corpses of the other two companions, the time for him and the little girl behind him to die would come.

At this time, it had been a few hours since Mengfei and Xiao San left, he didn't expect that his master would be gone for so long, and soon after that loud noise, this group of beasts that followed the smell of blood arrived, in this small barren forest, there were their footprints everywhere, and any smell of blood and rancid smell would attract this group of beasts.

Originally, this group of scavengers was going to another place with a stronger smell of blood, but unexpectedly, they encountered four large living people and a corpse on the way.

Suddenly, all the scavengers stopped moving in unison and looked towards the same place, and even the scavengers that were gnawing on the corpses raised their heads and barked as if they had encountered a strong enemy.

The man slave who still had half a leg left was overjoyed, and he was so excited that he almost burst into tears, he knew that someone must be coming, and it was not surprising that it was the master he had been calling for a long time.

Before he could think about how to ask his master for credit, boasting about how he swore to defend the little girl behind him, a black figure appeared not far away like a ghost.

He never imagined that the one who could come back was actually the young man in black who was like a grim reaper, and his own master was not ...

"San'er, I'm here. Qingying, a little girl who was so frightened that she couldn't form a shape, obviously saw the figure that made him feel at ease, and hurriedly shouted.

Xiao San raised his head and looked indifferently at the little girl who called him enthusiastically, and after a few afterimages, he had come to the two of them.

The human slave still couldn't see clearly how Xiao San moved, and in his visual senses, Xiao San didn't make any movements at all, as if he was moving with his mind.

Seeing Xiao San approaching, the little girl seemed to be so happy that she forgot that she was in danger, and opened her arms to pounce on Xiao San's arms, where do you care what scavenging beast.

After experiencing the great changes and dangers in the past two days, Xiao San has long been the second only person in her young heart who can bring her sense of security.

Three steps and two steps, Qingying, whose foot injury had healed a lot, didn't brake suddenly until she almost threw herself into Xiao San's arms, because then she realized how terrible the injuries on Xiao San's chest and abdomen were, so she had to hold Xiao San's waist with both hands and look up at Xiao San.

Qingying, who was staring at those bloody eyes, didn't seem to be scared at all, and those talking eyes were full of tears, as if she was concerned about Xiao San's injury.

"San'er, are you okay? I'm so scared. Qingying gently shook the junior who had not sounded.

The little girl has an intuition, Xiao San must still recognize her, otherwise why did Xiao San come over as soon as she heard her shout, and it was such a critical moment, Xiao San must have come to save herself, thinking of this, the little girl felt that Xiao San was not terrible at all, even if she knew that Xiao San was still in a state of enchantment.

Is this the little girl's wishful thinking and naïve idea, it's hard to say, it is estimated that Xiao San at this time is not very clear why he did this, maybe Xiao San's turn back is for Qingying, or maybe not.

But in the eyes of the slave sitting on the side, he didn't see it that way, He clearly saw Xiao San raise his arm slightly, his five fingers in claws, around the little girl's back, slowly moving up, looking at the posture, it was to the top of the little girl's head.

Before the human slave who was shocked into a cold sweat could remind him, a scavenging beast that couldn't hold back had already pounced on Qingying and the two, and the claw that should have been imprinted on the top of Qingying's head was naturally transferred to this scavenger who didn't know what to do, and the beast died without snorting.

Seeing that Xiao San saved himself again so bravely, Qing Ying was so moved that she leaned forward half a step further, and didn't even look at the scavenging beast that was almost detained by Xiao San's entire head.

If it weren't for the importance of Xiao San's injury, the little girl really wanted to get into Xiao San's arms, in her opinion, this sense of security was indescribably reliable, compared to her father's, it seemed to be a little different, but fortunately, those red glows that suddenly appeared were covered by dark skin.

Seeing this scene, the stump-legged slave was shocked, and he couldn't tell whether the little girl was stupid, or those scavenging beasts were stupid, anyway, he was definitely not stupid, he had heard too many people who were contaminated by dark substances and became enchanted, and all of them were killed to the end.

Can you still talk about feelings and family affection with people who have fallen into demons? Is it a long life, or is it just a desire for death! If you can still distinguish relatives and friends after being blackened, how can it cause so many tragic accidents!

Until Xiao San rudely pushed Qing Ying away and fought with those scavenging beasts, Qing Ying still stubbornly thought that Xiao San was concerned about her safety.

There are only a dozen scavenging beasts, which are really not enough for the junior in the demon state, and in a few rounds, those beasts that were killed so much that they couldn't find their opponents ran away with their tails between them, leaving behind a place of beast corpses.

Xiao San did not drive out those beasts, let them escape, and the pestle remained in place.

But that back, indescribably weird, of course, this is just the opinion of the surviving slave, but Qingying doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with it.

Seeing that Xiao San was fighting and killing a scavenging beast was easier than chopping melons and vegetables, Qingying was overjoyed, and hurriedly called for some not very neat injured legs, and ran towards Xiao San.

"San'er, let's go find my sister..." Qingying pulled Xiao San's sleeve, and before she could finish speaking, a pair of big hands stained with beast blood and like iron tongs stuck her neck and lifted it in her hands like a chicken cub.

Qingying struggled, her little legs dangling in the air, and she grabbed the big hand with both hands, using all her strength to break the finger away.

Qingying looked at Xiao San, she didn't understand what she had done wrong, which caused Xiao San to suddenly turn her face and put her to death.

"San'er, I... Green··· Hero. Qingying said intermittently, her stuck throat almost out of breath.

Xiao San looked at her suspiciously, as if she was thinking and struggling, and muttered, "Qingying?"

But the hand that stuck Qingying's neck still didn't let go.

Hearing Xiao San's murmuring, Qing Ying was even more sure that Xiao San recognized herself, at least, Xiao San was reminiscing.

Qingying, whose little face was flushed, felt that she was about to lose her breath, and said with the last of her strength: "Qing... Peak, green···· Ling. ”

The people and slaves who were watching not far away were also so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, not that he was worried about Qingying's safety, but that he knew that if Xiao San killed Qingying, he would be next. Could it be that with this pair of stump legs, he still has to help the master who is "sympathetic to his subordinates" and avenge the murderer.

"Green... Peak?" Xiao San struggled even more intensely, judging from his distorted facial expression at this time.

However, the strength in his hand did not decrease because of this, but increased it, Qingying knew that he didn't mean it, it was Xiao San who was fighting against his own demons!

It's a pity that Qingying's small body can't afford to wait, if Xiao San doesn't let go, the next moment, this little chivalrous girl who has not officially started to fight the sword and go to the end of the world will be lost in Xiao San's hands.

Qingying is no longer struggling, her calves are no longer shaking, her consciousness has been blurred, she doesn't resent Xiao San, who told him to like him so much, so to make him feel safe...

When Qingying seemed to see her father, a faint sentence came from her ear: "Qingling? Sexy beauty?"

Poof.

One large and one small fell to the ground almost at the same time.