The host of fast time travel was kissed by the hero after his death

Chapter 111 The Fat Golden Dragon of the Indifferent Immortal Venerable 02
【What? 】Lan Yao barely propped up his body to stand up, very dissatisfied with his figure.

[Ahem, that... host, you and the hero are in a contractual relationship. 】229 said cautiously, 【Host, you and the hero are in a natal contract.So, if the male lead gets hurt, you will get hurt too...]

After the words fell, 229 quickly opened his mouth and said: [But host, don't worry!In this world, your task as host is very simple!As long as you protect the male lead from death, and climb safely to the head of Yunyi Peak, that's all! 】

Lan Yao's entire dragon's face was distorted in anger.

What did he hear?
What did he hear? !

Not only is his figure in this world not good enough, it's fine if he's a sword spirit, but... he's also bound by someone?

Shenlong's face will be lost by him!
Lan Yao was out of breath: 【Young Master, as the most arrogant dragon in the God Realm, how can he be inferior to others! ! ! 】

229 smiled sarcastically: [Host, here, I...]

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo what can it do?It can't help...

It found a lot of worlds of cultivating immortals, and only in this world, the identity of the host to traverse is better...

If it weren't for the original sword spirit, who was too lazy, he would have transformed into an illusion early on, but he just didn't show his face.

Not only did he not show up, but he also ate a lot.

It is its own gluttony for spiritual energy, and it is fed to death...

That's why the host will enter his body.

In other worlds of cultivating immortals, there is no better body that can be traversed.

Except for the weeds on the roadside, there are small animals raised in captivity.

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! 】The system's broadcast brought 229 back to his senses in an instant, 【Host, you have to go out and save the male lead quickly!The hero will soon be unable to hold on and die! 】

【Host!What you are bound to the hero is a natal contract! ] 229 Seeing that Lan Yao was still motionless, he panicked, [Host, if the male protagonist suffers any damage, your host body will be traumatized! 】

Thinking of something, 229 said with a flash of inspiration: [Host, if your body is severely injured, it is very likely that you will not be able to lose weight! ! ! 】

In a word, it made Lan Yao stand up straight.

The golden chubby dragon's black eyes sparkled with fire: "Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it! Young master must lose weight successfully!"

After the words fell, the little golden chubby dragon's mouth moved lightly, uttering a series of words in a murmur.

In the next second, the little golden chubby dragon disappeared, replaced by a young boy who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The young boy has a delicate appearance. He is wearing a golden robe, his long black hair is tied up with a golden crown, and he has a face with a little baby fat. His facial features seem to be carefully carved by God. It is not good-looking.

His eyes were pure black without any impurities, extremely black, like the night sky, mysterious and bright.

The brows on the fair face were full of anger.

With a flash, the figure of the little boy disappeared immediately.

229 was a little shocked: Su, the host really deserves to be the young master sought after by everyone in the God Realm... It was impossible for the original chubby golden dragon to transform into a Jackie Chan. The host directly transformed into a Jackie Chan with the little aura left in this space ?

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The white robe fluttered lightly, the leaves rustled, and the tall man standing under the big tree had handsome facial features, like an ax chiseling a knife.

His robe was extremely pure white.

The red blood stains on it were extremely obvious.

The white robe was stained with large blood stains, and it seemed that the situation was extremely bad.

His hair was slightly disheveled, and blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

However, on Lang Lang's face, which was like the moon and the stars, there was no panic at all.

The look in the eyes is indifferent, without the slightest wave.

It seemed that everything in the world would not affect his emotions.

He held a long sword in his hand, and the red blood on the sword fell to the ground.

He looked at the frantic beast on the opposite side with a calm expression.

The ferocious beast was as tall as three people, and its dark blue skin was dotted with white dots.

The white dots, if you look closely, you can find that they are extremely sharp barbs.

In the middle of the beast's head, there is a long white jade horn.

Its big eyes like bronze mausoleums spit out slightly, the crimson eyes are full of reason, without the slightest calmness, full of bloody killing and madness.

It was panting furiously from the mouth protruding from the fangs, and the hot air was blown on the ground, as if it could roll the grass.

Its hind legs kicked the ground frantically, one after another, in an attacking posture.

Shangguan Yi's expression was indifferent, without the slightest panic.

He raised his sword lightly, and said with thin red lips: "Kill."

The sharp sword energy burst out with a strong force, and it directly attacked the beast.

A sword directly hit the beast's dark blue skin.

"Squeak—" a miserable cry erupted from the beast's throat,

The thick blue skin instantly cracked a deep sword mark.

Blood gushed out and spread down its body.

The beast was completely enraged.

"Ow!!!"

The beast screamed furiously, kicked its feet, and attacked Shangguan Yi straightly.

Shangguan Yi raised his sword again, about to burst out sword energy.

However, the hand holding the sword shook twice, and the sword was a little unstable.

The thin red lips turned purple, this is a sign of poisoning!
The spiritual energy in his body, as if he had lost his mind, frantically ran through his meridians.

Rampage hit his spiritual veins, as if to break through his spiritual veins and burst out.

Shangguan Yi finally frowned slightly and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The natal sword in his hand clanged and fell to the ground.

The sudden manic spiritual power in his body made him unable to walk at all.

The blue-skinned ferocious beast didn't give him a chance to stop and take a breath, it just screamed ferociously and ran straight towards him.

Shangguan Yi stretched his eyebrows slightly, and he looked at the beast with a cool expression.

The restless spiritual power in his body was compressed and condensed in his dantian.

In just a few seconds, he made a decision - blew himself up!
Even if he blew himself up, he would drag this beast to die together.

At the very moment, the sword on the ground shook slightly.

A boy who had never seen one before, wearing a golden robe, who seemed to have a bad temper suddenly appeared and stood in front of him.

The blood in his throat was swallowed by Shangguan Yi, and his eyes were a little dazed.

Because of his absence, Lingli became manic again.

It was a more domineering collision than before.

The nerves in the brain throbbed with dull pain, his eyes went dark, and he fell into a coma little by little.

Before he fell into a coma, Shangguan Yi vaguely saw——

The young man with a delicate and picturesque side face frowned violently——

(End of this chapter)