Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Ling Chan was sitting on a large rock that had been flattened.

With five hearts turned to the sky, eyes closed tightly, and luck inhaled.

Xue Xingchi focused on guarding her.

His fingertips faintly glowed with black air, but the fox refused to show his figure.

The black air on Xue Xingchi's fingertips became more and more intense.

The fox reluctantly showed up, huddled next to Xue Xingchi's ear, and said in a low voice: "Ancestor, if she sees it, both of us will be finished!"

Xue Xingchi showed his weakness to Ling Chan pitifully, to win sympathy, but those grievances were just the food of the fox, with the fox around, Xue Xingchi would not be hurt at all.

Xue Xingchi did it on purpose.

He let his emotions go, and aroused a lot of resentment, making Chan choose between himself and others.

If Ling Chan saw the fox, with her cleverness, how could she not guess it?
Xue Xingchi didn't answer the fox's words, but ordered: "Be careful, don't let danger approach."

Xue Xingchi is just an ordinary person, he can't protect Ling Chan.

The fox was speechless: "...people don't need you..."

The rest of the words were swallowed by Xue Xingchi's serious gaze, and the fox flattered: "Yes, yes, I will obey your orders, I will never let the monsters approach!"

It's ridiculous to say that Ling Chan was injured all over to fight against resentment, but now, she has to rely on resentment to protect her!
The fox conscientiously patrols and guards, there is nothing bad in this underground palace... The scenery is calm for a while.

Xue Xingchi heaved a sigh of relief.

Holding a handful of charms in his hand, he stood opposite to Ling Chan, his gaze gently traced.

He can't get enough of her.

When he received the warning from the fox, it was already too late.

The attacker was a big demon, but Xue Xingchi was just a mortal. He threw himself on Ling Chan, wanting to wake her up and protect her.

The protective charms lit up one by one, and then went out one by one.

In just a few breaths, all the charms in Xue Xingchi's arms dissipated.

He used his body to firmly block Ling Chan.

He promised Ling Chan to protect her.

He must do it.

The girl in her arms opened her eyes, her complexion was as pale as paper, but her eyes were calm and cold.

Ling Chan clasped her five fingers, drew out her long sword, and swung it to block the fierce blow of the monster.

clang--

A sharp voice sounded, and the force of the shock came along the long sword, causing Chan to cough up a mouthful of blood.

Ling Chan pushed away Xue Xingchi who was wrapped around her body, and said concisely: "Stand behind me."

One blow failed, and the monster struck again. Its sharp claws grabbed Ling Chan's arm, and soared into the sky with her in its arms.

Ling Chan's expression was serious, and she cut off the monster's claw with her backhand.

The monster was in pain and furious, a pair of huge wings spread out, fanned, and the strong wind brought flying sand.

Ling Chan narrowed her eyes.

She clenched the sword tightly, and a lot of blood flowed into her palm, some of her own and some of the monster's. It was so cold and slippery that she almost couldn't hold the sword.

Monsters seize the opportunity!He rushed over in a hurry, trying to take Ling Chan away.

Ling Chan hesitated for a moment.

Seeing that she was about to get hurt, Xue Xingchi rushed over.

He blocked the blow for her.

Xue Xingchi's face was as white as snow, and he murmured in a low voice: "...Chanchan, I can protect you too..." I am not a waste.

Ling Chan's pupils shrank, and she swung her sword suddenly to save him, but the monster shook its wings and was about to fly away with the man in its mouth.

Xue Xingchi stretched out his hand to her with all his strength, only the empty wind slipped from his palm.

He caught nothing.

……

The monster flew away with Xue Xingchi.

Ling Chan coughed up a mouthful of blood and sat in meditation.

The system is so distressed that it dies: [Yuanchen's character is too kind... She is willing to work hard to save people like Xue Xingchi!Chanchan, you have suffered so much... Next time I will definitely pick a bad woman for you who only has me in her heart! 】

While stuffing healing medicine into her mouth, Ling Chan replied to the system: [Being a good person is really not easy...fortunately, I am a bad person. 】

She was not in a hurry to save Xue Xingchi.

She is not here, maybe Xue Xingchi can perform better?Anyway, he is the ultimate villain with a lot of tricks, so he won't die so easily?
Ling Chan breathed for a stick of incense. During this period, there were more and more demons and ghosts in the underground palace. Ghosts were crying and howling wolves, and they were very gloomy. Obviously something was wrong.

[What happened to Fuyaoguang? 】Ling Chan was a little puzzled.

With his fighting power, these ghosts are just a matter of one sword?

[I briefly analyzed this underground palace. 】The system said a long series of technical terms that Chan couldn't understand, and then suggested: 【Wait here, something will come to you. 】

【how do you know? 】

[Read the script. 】The system is very honest.

Ling Chan obeyed the system's orders.

After a while, a big and ugly monster flew in front of Ling Chan. Its round head was covered with scales, but its body was covered with feathers... It looked like a very unintelligent monster, opened its mouth, and spit out a few spiritual energy into words.

It's a weird scarlet color, concise and to the point: [Follow me. 】

Ling Chan followed it and stepped on a strange pattern.

This place was covered by a large piece of rubble before, if it wasn't for the monster beast's wings that swept away the obstacles, Ling Chan really couldn't find this place.

The monster spit out a few unformed words again, submerged into the bottom and intersected with the formation, and in the interlaced golden and red rays of light, Chan fell rapidly.

Through thick dirt, she fell into a hall.

Ling Chan glanced over and suddenly found that this was the hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

The size of the space and the decoration are exactly the same.

Ling Chan raised her head, where she landed just now, the ceiling was intact.

She looked around and sat down on the long red-winged wooden chair.

He knocked on the table and asked with great interest, "Can I have a pot of tea? I'm a little thirsty."

There was a dead silence.

For half the salary, a figure leisurely appeared on the main seat, "You bratty girl, you are quite courageous!"