Chapter 41: The Return of the Sword God

"What a touching scene, such a heart is delicious!"

The little ghost with green flames burning all over his body, licked his somewhat dry lips, looked at the delicate little Lori in front of him and said cruelly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Fireball"

Xiao Xuewei looked at the hellfire in front of her, which was already very large compared to her, and did not show a trace of timidity, but instead raised her hands high, summoning a basin-sized red fireball and smashing it towards the hellfire.

"Oh, it's so dangerous!"

The imp with the green flame burning all over his body pretended to be afraid, but manipulated the hellfire to easily dodge Xue Wei's desperate blow.

"Click"

The blazing red fireball flew past the side of the hellfire, and hit a towering giant tree behind the hellfire, a burst of black smoke rose, and the huge ancient tree that needed to be hugged by the three of them had been blasted out of a half-meter-deep pit by Xue Wei's fireball.

"It's a pity, do you want me to stand still and let you fight?"

The little ghost looked at the stubborn little Lori in front of him and kept quipping.

Xiao Xuewei gasped for breath, a fireball technique had already squeezed out the few magic reserves in her body.

"I don't allow you to hurt my mother?"

A blazing red fireball condensed from Lori's hands again, but this one was much smaller than the previous one, and it kept flickering, as if it would disappear at any time.

"Come on, come on, I'll stand and let you fight!"

The little ghost manipulated the hellfire, posing in front of Xiao Xuewei's body to please hit me, constantly stimulating Xiao Lori's young heart.

"Oh, why are you still shedding tears? But ...... I like it, it's the heart that's when it's grief. ”

The sky is full of snowflakes, and before a small hill cracks from the bottom, the lonely figure of little Lori stands in front of her mother.

"Bear...... Are you gone, too? Dad...... Where are you?"

A mist rose in Little Lori's eyes, and tears like pearls slipped down Xue Wei's white cheeks one after another.

"Isn't that okay? It's a pity, if you were a little sader, it would taste even better!"

The little ghost lay on top of the bare head of the hellfire and leaned his face, looking boredly at Xue Wei on the verge of collapse, and the red fireball condensed above her head flashed a few times and then extinguished with a "poof".

"Hey, what a delicious heart, then I'...... You're welcome!"

The little ghost kept slapping the top of the hellfire's bare head, and the hellfire, who understood the imp's intentions, let out a soft groan, and a slender tongue shot out quickly at Xue Wei's chest,

"Don't!"

Wanzhi, who was powerless to lean against the crack in the stone, let out a miserable cry, and her trembling hands pointed weakly in Xiao Xuewei's direction, but there was no way out.

"Buzz"

With a piercing sword roar, a sword light like the bright moon above the nine heavens flew in, and the head of the imp burning with green flames slowly slipped from his neck with a look of disbelief.

Hellfire looked in disbelief at the corpse of the imp that had been split in two around his neck, slowly falling off his body, and he watched in horror as a white-clothed figure slowly walked from not far away.

"I chased me so hard just now, now I give you ten seconds, if you can dodge from my sword, today, I will not kill you again!"

The green flames in Hellfire's eyes trembled, and they ran in the direction of the Dreadlord without looking back.

Xue Wei, who had used the Fireball Technique twice in a row, and her spiritual power was already seriously insufficient, looked at Hua Yunfan, who was dressed in white, with a puzzled expression before she fainted.

"Why does his voice sound so familiar!"

Xiao Xuewei held on to this strange thought, and slowly closed her eyes under the increasing drowsiness.

"Xuewei!"

Wanzhi watched Xue Wei's slowly falling body, and let out a heart-rending cry from her mouth.

Her bloodied hands were clasped in the dirt as she struggled to crawl towards Xue Wei, who had fallen to the ground.

"She's just unconscious, not life-threatening, don't worry!"

Hua Yunfan walked to Xue Wei's side, picked up Xue Wei who was lying on the cold grass, and whispered to Wanzhi.

"Who are you, what are you going to do to Xuewei?"

Wanzhi looked at Hua Yunfan, who picked up Xue Wei by the waist, and let out a loud roar.

Hua Yunfan tilted his head and gently swung the Sky Breaking Sword in his hand in the direction of the hellfire's escape, and a sharp dark red sword light flew out of it.

"I'm funny enough to let you run for thirty seconds!"

Wan Zhi looked at Fang with an incredulous expression, the bloated hellfire had been stirred into a pile of stone chips by the sword light.

"Who the hell are you!"

Wanzhi struggled to get up from the ground and fell heavily to the ground, constantly trying to snatch Xue Wei back from Hua Yunfan's hand.

"Hey, save some effort to accompany Xuewei!"

Hua Yunfan lifted Wanzhi on the ground and crossed a trace of aura in his body, which was already overdrawn and used desperate prayers and was severely injured by the shadow arrow, even if the gods descended to earth, it would be difficult to save her.

With the injection of Hua Yunfan's spiritual power, Wanzhi, who had fallen into a frenzy, also regained a trace of clarity, and let Hua Yunfan hold her in his arms.

"Who are you?"

Wanzhi looked at Hua Yunfan's upright side face. Puzzled asked him.

Hua Yunfan smiled awkwardly, how can this be explained?

"Ahem, it's Xue Wei's summoned beast!"

Wanzhi stared at Hua Yunfan with big eyes and a look of disbelief: "You...... Are you the panda?"

Hua Yunfan smiled awkwardly, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"This ...... This can't be?"

Wanzhi looked at Hua Yunfan suspiciously, and then looked at Xue Wei, who had already taken it from Hua Yunfan and was holding in her arms at this time.

Wanzhi, who has experience as a warlock, naturally knows that the demons she summons must be proportional to her strength, and the height will not be too high, otherwise it will be difficult for the summoner to control it with the power of the contract.

Maybe Hua Yunfan saw the doubt in Wanzhi's eyes, and said with a melancholy face: "This matter is a long story...... I'm confused myself!"

Wanzhi's eyes flashed with a strange light, and she didn't know what she was thinking: "What is the approximate range of your strength?"

Hua Yunfan recalled the strength level in this world, as well as the gravedigger who was suspected of having the strength of a saint from the temple, and pouted and said:

"Probably above the Sage...... Under the gods."

"False God!"

Wanzhi looked at Hua Yunfan in front of her in disbelief, Xue Wei actually summoned a pseudo-god, what the hell is wrong with this world.

"Ahem, I am not tolerated by this heaven and earth, if it were not supported by the laws of heaven and earth in the world before me, I should have the strength of a great fighter!"

Wanzhi stared at Hua Yunfan intently, with a hint of pleading in her voice: "Promise me one thing, okay?"

Jianhua Yunfan's face was a little hesitant, and he hurriedly explained: "Can you help me protect Xue Wei?"

Hua Yunfan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, for fear that she would say something unrealistic.

"You can naturally rest assured of this, as long as I am in this world for a day, unless I die, no one can touch Xue Wei's hair!"

After listening to Hua Yunfan, a boulder in Wanzhi's heart was gently put down, looking at Xue Wei who was sleeping in her arms, Wanzhi's face showed a long-lost smile.

"Where are we going now?"

Hua Yunfan looked at the direction of the Far Ice and Snow Altar and said slowly: "Go and collect interest!"