Wang Qianchen was lying on the ground, also looking up at the starry sky, different from dealing with Huang Sanye with all his intentions, he thought that the eighth prince would die one day, but he didn't expect it to be today, and it would come so quickly.

Banzhuan guessed correctly, he does still have the strength, just give this opportunity to Li Qianqiu, what else in the world can be more enjoyable than the enemy with a blade?

Then again, this time it's really thanks to demonic energy.

Wang Qianchen patted his body and said, "Demon brother, thank you!" ”

There was no response, and the demonic spirit fell asleep again, I don't know if I could wake up, this time it looked like it was hanging. Banzhuan also said: "Don't scream, I feel like it's collapsed, and I won't be able to wake up next time." ”

The subtext of this sentence is that if there is a similar situation, you have to rely on yourself.

Wang Qianchen also understands that in fact, his qualifications are very ordinary, he has been an ordinary person for more than 20 years, and with this layer of demonic energy, he has become a talent in the mouths of everyone; Without the help of demonic energy, he is nothing, he can't be promoted to the first level, he can't learn anything, and he can't compare with Du Hong and Wei Zihua, who are geniuses themselves.

But Wang Qianchen will not be presumptuous, just like Zhou Junxian said, since God gave him this thing, it naturally makes sense, just stride down.

The [Qingming Space] had been withdrawn, Li Qianqiu put away the body of the Eighth Prince, and then went to check the injuries of Wang Qianchen and the others one by one. Everyone was injured a lot, but it wasn't in the way, anyway, with Zhong Xin here, it would be fine sooner or later.

Li Qianqiu rushed to the door of Zhezhe's car wash as soon as possible, and Wang Qianchen and others also helped each other over.

There were many cat corpses lying here, and Li Qianqiu held a black cat in his arms and cried heartbreakingly. It was the black cat Sugar Candy, a monster who only had a sand realm, and he couldn't pass a single move in the hands of the Eighth Prince, and he was brutally pinched off his neck and died tragically on the spot!

Black Cat Candy's actions can be called impulsive, but without her impulse, Wang Qianchen would not be able to save people.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see her feelings for Li Qianqiu, including Li Qianqiu herself, how can demons and people be together? Everyone had never talked about it before, and they all felt that it was impossible, that there was no chance, and that this little monster was whimsical.

But now, everyone can't help but think about how good it would be if the black cat candy was still alive, as long as Li Qianqiu himself is willing, everyone will not object!

It's a pity that the black cat Sugar Candy is dead, dead at the hands of the Eighth Prince.

Li Qianqiu, who finally took revenge and should have opened the champagne, had no idea of celebrating at the moment, he held the corpse of the black cat with the broken neck in his arms, crying bitterly and heartbroken, and the tears slipped down one by one and flowed on the head of the black cat.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

Of course, he doesn't have any love for men and women for the black cat Candy, but such a monster who has affection and righteousness for himself can't remain calm on anyone's body.

Wang Qianchen and the others stood next to him, silently praying for the black cat Tangtang, hoping that she could be a real person in her next life.

They were not as sad as Li Qianqiu, but they couldn't help but cry for it, Zhong Xin even cried directly, walked over and put his hand on the broken neck of the black cat, trying to help her repair the wound so that she could die a decent death.

Wang Qianchen and others silently cleaned up the scene and overtook all the corpses of other cats, and they also paid a lot of price in saving Li Qianqiu and others.

"Big ...... Uncle...... Your tears are so salty......" At this moment, a humming sound suddenly sounded.

Everyone was stunned and looked at the black cat in Li Qianqiu's arms in surprise.

The black cat really opened its eyes, its face was soaked with Li Qianqiu's tears, and its expression was obviously a little disgusted, but it seemed to be a little proud.

Live...... Lived?!

How is it possible, everyone saw that her neck was twisted and she couldn't die anymore, and it was impossible for her, a monster in the sand realm, to survive from the hands of the Eighth Prince!

But the black cat really opened his eyes and talked to Li Qianqiu!

Li Qianqiu was also stunned, and looked at the black cat blankly, thinking that he was hallucinating.

"What's the matter, I saved you, and I don't know how to say thank you?" The black cat pursed her lips slightly.

It's really alive!

Everyone looked at Zhong Xin in unison, just now she was helping the black cat heal her wounds, did she have the ability to resurrect the corpse?

Zhong Xin hurriedly waved his hand: "It's not me!" I don't have the skills, I'm just helping her tie her neck......"

"How did you come back to life?" Li Qianqiu looked down at the black cat for the first time.

"Big ...... Uncle...... Are you old and have a bad memory...... Didn't I tell you before that I had nine lives? Just now one was scrapped, and there are still eight...... You'll have to be kind to me in the future, I only have eight lives......" The black cat said softly, still weak to hear, but there was still a hint of pride in his tone.

Cats have nine lives, this is a legend since ancient times, but no one has ever taken it seriously, just a legend.

It's true!