I'm not a savior

Chapter 132 The Fall

The deacon of Zunta, a truly powerful ascetic.

Tian Meng realized that he was not his opponent at all.

She was punched hard in the abdomen, and her internal organs were completely dislocated. Although this is not a fatal injury to a monk whose body is different from ordinary people, the most deadly thing is that the guy in front of her is facing her internal organs. The "qi" poured in.

It was a special technique, as long as there was this energy in her body, she basically had no chance of surviving.

At this moment, the girl was limp on the ground, unable to move at all.

Her eyes were a little dizzy, and she felt that she might be dying.

"I have to say that your talent is considered strong among all the people I have seen." The deacon was still wearing such a robe, and he looked down at Tian Meng in front of him, with a calm and low tone, "Our entire tower, if you To get a disciple like you, I'm afraid there will be some internal quarrels."

"Bah, the Sa family doesn't want to go to your damn place!" Tian Meng spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm to the side, his eyes filled with intense anger.

"We didn't plan to take you back either—although you have good talent, we don't need it." The deacon slowly raised his hand, "It's too good to think that you want to get away after hitting our dog. a little bit."

The deacon's words were extremely low, his nose was snorting, and his eyes were cold.

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. This time the owner really came to the door.

And this dog owner is really surprisingly tough.

Tian Meng's eyelids were clenched, her mind was tired, and the burning and pain lingered in her body continuously, as if being crushed by a knife blade. This kind of pain made the girl almost suffocate.

Damn bastard.

Tian Meng hoped that she could regain her strength, so that she could bite off a piece of this guy's flesh.

It's a pity that she doesn't even have the strength to do so.

"For the sake of your amazing talent, I will let you die happily."

He muttered in a low voice, and then slowly dropped his palm.

——"Yeah, I made a mistake."

Suddenly, an exclamation mixed with a joking voice came from the deacon's ear, it seemed that he accidentally made a mistake, but with a mixed tone of gloating.

Then, a black, distorted crack emerged from the girl's back, and the girl's body suddenly became distorted, deformed, and pulled into the crack.

"Who!" The deacon frowned and raised his hand in astonishment.

He wanted to prevent Tian Meng from escaping. After all, if someone intercepted someone under his deacon, wouldn't he be too shameless!

But the deacon's wrist just stretched out, and the moment he touched the twisting barrier, he felt as if his arm was being pulled by some terrible force.

"what!"

The shrill screams spread throughout the canyon. The man who had just killed without scruple just now turned into a seriously injured patient. The deacon's head was covered with cold sweat. He took a deep breath and pressed his wrist— —At this moment his palm has disappeared.

Who did this?

Who in the entire comprehension world can possess such power?

The deacon quickly urged his strength to stop the bleeding. He looked at the open space in front of him with a rather ugly expression. There was nothing there.

——Someone snatched his mission target in front of him, and cut off one of his hands!

If he guessed correctly, it's probably the work of other sects.

The deacon adjusted his breathing, and his face became stiff and ugly.

He remembered this hatred!If he is allowed to find out who did it, he will definitely kill that guy!

——Although [-]% can't beat it!

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Zuo Si was happily watering the flowers in the yard of his home. Zuo Si's mood obviously eased a lot after the inexplicable sadness before passed.

The islanders on the island also discovered Zuo Si's 914 outside. Nero and DOOM showed great interest in this machine, but DOOM also saw the limitations of this machine, knowing that this machine can only Refining your own weapons to improve performance does not create overdue weapons.

But even so, DOOM happily strengthened his arsenal.

The same is true for Nero's weapons. This kind of thing that has its own fantasy characteristics and will be an artifact in the future can hardly be super-finished-Nero's fire knife can be finished, but Nero feels that if the fire knife is processed Afterwards, it’s not fun to feel different from her own hand, so she didn’t process the fire knife, but just processed her own pistol. As a result, 914 gave Nero a style that didn’t match her appearance at all, but was extremely powerful. ray gun.

When Nero showed off the weapon to Zuo Si and Victoria, Zuo Si was completely frightened.

As for Victoria, it seems that her affairs have been dealt with. She seems to have relaxed a lot, and she can eat several more bowls of rice.

Things seemed to be getting better and better, and the days were getting better and better—Zuo Si felt that he was in a very good mood, he didn't like the turbulent life very much, and such a stable life was almost a reward for him.

However, recently Zuo Si always thinks of his original world.

It's been a while since he left that place, and [-]% of that ghost place has been transformed into what they want by those people.

Maybe, he should go back too.

Zuo Si was thinking wildly, suddenly, he saw a distorted space inexplicably above his garden.

What it is?

An extremely ominous premonition subconsciously grew in Zuo Si's heart.

Then, he clearly saw a petite girl falling down with a whoosh, fell to the ground, and hit Zuo Si's vegetable garden.

Zuo Si: "...the fox beats me to fuck your grandma!"

Zuo Si used his toes to figure out that this sudden anomaly had something to do with Luke, although he didn't know what Luke wanted to do, anyway, he scolded him first.

But the scolding was all scolding, Zuo Si still walked forward while sighing, and came to the girl.

He glanced at the girl, only to find that her sleeves were disheveled, and the clothes on her body were extremely wild. For a moment, Zuo Si didn't even know what world this girl came from.

But seeing that her face was like gold paper, her breath was like gossamer, Zuo Si could only sigh, took out the panacea, put it near her mouth, and fed her.

The girl's condition was now much more stable. She raised her eyes to look at Zuo Si, then rolled her eyes and passed out.

Zuo Si's face twitched slightly.

Come on, let's go to the study first.

(End of this chapter)