Putting aside the identity of the ancient demon beast, Chaohuang is completely a little woman's heart, and where there is excitement, there is her figure.

She saw that Sansheng didn't tell her what was special about the original owner.

On the contrary, I became more and more curious.

For a while, I forgot that the original owner would soon lose my breath.

And she herself needs to enter the original owner's body.

So, when Chaohuang was pestering Sansheng and chattering, she suddenly found that her soul body was stagnant, a flower appeared in front of her eyes, and a five thunder talisman floated in front of her eyes.

(￣△￣； )... I...

She was speechless and choked, accompanied by a bang.

Between the lightning and flint, Chaohuang still didn't have time to dodge.

Forcefully blasted a parabola in mid-air by the five thunder runes.

When the little figure landed miserably like a rag doll, Chaohuang was already dozens of meters away, and the dirt and leaves covered her.

【Host... Are you alright...]

Suddenly, Chaohuang collapsed on the ground, looking as if he had been killed.

All dressed in red and covered in bloodstains, all turned from red to black.

How miserable it looks, how miserable it is.

Sansheng is a little unable to look directly at such a phoenix.

The ancient demon beast that is so flamboyant and bright on weekdays...

Now it's a little embarrassing inexplicably...

I kind of want to dislike her... I want to laugh even more...

Sansheng lives in Chaohuang's sea of knowledge, so he naturally knows that Chaohuang is not injured, at most he is just a little dizzy, but what are he going to do without moving?

Playing dead?

Those casual cultivators are all ruthless characters who can mend knives, and it's useless to pretend to be dead.

Sansheng, who habitually kills and kills each other with his own host, muttered in his heart, but he didn't know that Chaohuang, who was thought to be pretending to be dead, was also slandering in his heart.

It's okay...

Isn't the beast born just a big ups and downs....

She can accept...

Chaohuang tried to raise a smile, spat out the dirt in his mouth, brushed the leaves off his face, and thought back to his Buddhist life in his previous life.

Well...

The world is so beautiful...

I'm so grumpy...

Such...

Convex (艹艹艹) Damn!

She still couldn't swallow it!!

Just as those scattered cultivators picked up their weapons and wanted to dig out the treasures that had not been completely refined from the original owner's body, Chaohuang, who was paralyzed in place, stiffened a carp and whipped them off guard.

It's a pity that the mortal fetus of the flesh is a mortal fetus of the flesh after all.

Her whip did no damage to the enemy.

The few cultivators retreated one after another, neatly dodging her whip.

One of the scattered cultivators at the head suddenly showed a crazy smile when he noticed that Chaohuang's evil aura and strong vitality were even more terrifying than before.

"Can you hold on? If it weren't for this kind of trouble, I would want to take you under my door, and you will definitely become a ruthless character soon! ”

"Huh!"

Praise from the enemy Chaohuang is extremely disdainful.

After glancing at the head with contempt, he didn't even save his nonsense, picked up the whip he borrowed from Sansheng and whipped it again at the door of the group of loose cultivators.

Chaohuang's momentum this time was too fierce and fierce, and the group of loose cultivators actually subconsciously took two steps back, as if they had forgotten that Chaohuang was just an ordinary person.

The whip wouldn't be a spiritual weapon.

After they reacted, they felt that their action of taking two steps back was a great shame, and they raised their heads to teach Chaohuang a hard lesson.

Who would have thought that as soon as they looked up, they would see a running figure again.

That's right, after Chaohuang finished whipping that whip, he turned his footsteps and slipped away.

[Host, this is the first time I've seen you, run.] 】

Sansheng's pause is beautiful, highlighting the word 'run'.

Chaohuang covered his left hand, which was quite seriously injured, while struggling to avoid the attacks of those scattered cultivators, and did not forget to take the time to express her contempt to Sansheng.

[If I don't run, am I still waiting to be beaten? Are you stupid or am I stupid? 】