"Yan'er, what are you looking at?" When he was bored, Zhang San had no choice but to tease his Yan'er.

"Look at Childe." Yan'er said very frankly.

This made Zhang San feel like he was punching the sponge.

"Aren't you a little prepared?" Lin Fei'er said suddenly.

"Ready? What do you need to prepare? Zhang San didn't know whether he really didn't know, or pretended not to know, so he asked suspiciously.

"You humiliated Lin Sulin today, he will definitely not give up, and there will definitely be action in the morning." Lin Fei'er said.

"Wait, why is this clip so familiar?" Zhang San muttered in his heart.

After thinking about it for a long time, I remembered that this is not the same routine as the current novel.

So what should the protagonist do at this time, of course, he is indifferent and responds to all changes without change.

"You don't need to prepare, he can come if he wants to, is it possible that he is afraid that he will not succeed?" Zhang San said contemptuously.

"Ah, Childe, I'm hungry." Yan'er began to scream hungry again, and for Yan'er, Zhang San promised to give her food as long as she was hungry.

"Little Er, serve." Zhang San greeted him, and Xiao Er went to serve the wine and food.

The next topic did not continue, Yan'er gulped down at the dinner table.

At night, in the room, Zhang San hugged Yan'er's body, Yan'er looked in Zhang San's arms, and gently closed her eyes.

"Yan'er, do you know, you are the only person in this world who knows me, if I die one day, no one will remember that I have been here, only you." Zhang San spoke softly.

"Hmm." Yan'er, who had her eyes closed, answered softly and put her palm on Zhang San's chest.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep." Zhang San said.

"Okay, Childe should go to bed early, I'll be waiting for you in the bed, hehe." Yan'er opened her eyes and said quirkily.

Zhang San helped Yan'er take off her neon dress and feather coat, and put her lying flat on the inside of the bed.

Zhang San was sitting alone on the edge of the bed, with a big sword on his phone, and he was waiting for someone.

The wind was howling, and the night, especially in autumn, was even colder.

But servants are like machines, they don't know the coldness of the night, and they have to complete the tasks assigned by their masters.

Three people are like three swords piercing into three rooms at the same time.

Zhang San, Xiaobai, and Lin Fei'er suddenly appeared in the room of three people in black, each holding a sword in their hands.

Zhang San held the big sword, closed his eyes to recuperate, and at that moment, he opened his eyes, as if a god had opened his eyes that had been blinded for a long time to see the mortal world.

"You've been waiting for me?" The man in black said softly.

"Yes." Zhang San said.

"It's a pity, even so, you don't have a way to live, who let you mess with the wrong people." The man in black said.

"Your words make me suddenly interested in giving it a try." Zhang San said softly.

"Boom." There was a loud collision in the air of a gas that seemed to exist but was not.

The whole body suddenly spread outward, this is a demonstration, Zhang San is demonstrating to the passers.

"It's a genius, it's a pity, you still have to die, if you don't die, there will be a place for you in the whole rivers and lakes in the future." The man in black spoke, the sword in his hand standing sideways.

This man in black is not like before, he is long-winded, and he just doesn't make a move.

"Unsheathed?" Zhang San wondered.

"No, though, the enemy often dies from talking too much." Zhang San only heard the voice of this sentence, but there was no one who made a sound.

But then, Zhang San only felt that his body protection qi was about to shatter.

On Zhang San's left side, the black cloth stabbed Zhang San directly with a sword that had not yet been unsheathed.

Even though the sword was not unsheathed, Zhang San was still difficult to resist.

Zhang San jumped back, slammed the door, and flew out of the room.

There is also Yan'er in the room, Zhang San can't put the battlefield near Yan'er, let alone Yan'er is still sleeping.

The man in black let out a soft laugh, but he couldn't see a smile, and Edgeworth stepped out.

The sword was not unsheathed, pointing directly at Zhang San, Zhang San was jumping to the first floor, there was no way to dodge, so he had to stand sideways with a big sword and block the sword.

Until Zhang San had kicked the ground with both feet, the offensive of the man in black still did not stop, and Zhang San could only retreat.

Zhang San gritted his teeth, and the gang qi in his body was released, which approached the man in black, and the man in black also released the gang qi, which counteracted Zhang San's gang qi.

The golden and green breath is like a bright light in the dark night, and the two lights come together to look beautiful, but no one is looking.

Zhang San is fighting, fighting until Xiao Hei comes to support, or the internal force in the opponent's body is exhausted.

Zhang San has no internal force in his body, all of this depends on the power blessing of the system, that is to say, as long as Zhang San maintains this strength, he will definitely be able to compete all the time.

But the man in black is different, his qi needs to consume his internal strength, and once it is exhausted, he must not be Zhang San's opponent.

But this kind of small abacus seems to have been directly seen through by the man in black, and the sword in his hand was directly unsheathed, but the scabbard was still fighting against Zhang San, and the anger did not dissipate.

But the man in black condensed the second qi on the sword and attacked Zhang San.

The green light wrapped around the blade, and another wind struck Zhang San.

"What a thick internal force, how can this Lin Jiazhuang have such a master, and use it against me." Zhang San shouted in his heart.

But although he was unhappy in his heart, he did hold a big sword in one hand and continued to resist with the scabbard, and with the other hand, he clenched his fist and launched the King Kong fist.

Behind him, a Vajra Buddha opened his eyes, looked at the world angrily, and threw a punch.

The fist, completely stained in golden light, collided with the sword.

It didn't quite bump into it, and there was a three-inch space in between, where gold and green intertwined.

"How is it possible, how can you have such a thick skill, you obviously can't stop it just now." The man in black was also very surprised, he was able to do this step by relying on strong internal support.

What about Zhang San? He relied on the system, and of course, the man in black would not know.

The man in black retreated bravely, and the sword and scabbard were withdrawn at the same time, and he instantly retreated.

The sword and scabbard were like two swords, covered in green light, directly breaking through the golden sea.

There was already a clicking sound from the body protection qi outside Zhang San's body.

Maybe the next moment the protective body will be shattered, and at that time, Zhang San will definitely be pierced through his heart and die.

Zhang San mobilized his qi and constantly strengthened his protective qi, but at this time he could only be passive.

The Vajra Fist tried to swing it, but as soon as the golden light converged, it was swallowed by the green light.

It seems that except for this body protection qi that can absorb his own gang qi, nothing else works.

Of course, Zhang San can send out a punch of King Kong Fist, but the sword gang qi can't cover it, how to break the opponent's body protection gang qi.

may not have hit the other party, and his hand was directly shattered.

Zhang San was only able to continue to thicken his body protection qi, which seemed to be deliberately done by the other party, to let him continue his life for a while, and then kill the other party when he was exhausted.