Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 219 Self-Cultivation of Love Tribulation (24)

"Chanchan," Xue Xingchi's eyes were anxious, and he knew the adviser asked: "What is this hole for? Even the city lord can't resist?"

What are you doing?

Engage in evil worship.

Those poor children were killed in this hole.

The black air inside is naturally these innocent souls who died in vain.

The adulterous priest who risked the dissatisfaction of the world is in this black hole, a bottomless black hole.

Fuyao's light fell inside, which was more ominous than ominous.

Although Fu Yaoguang's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, he is not without flaws.

He was stunned by the white mist before, which shows that the spirit of this divine monarch incarnation is not as impeccable as his strength...

And along the way, the many traps in Hanshan are all aimed at the spirit...

The voice of the system was a little trembling: [Chanchan, Lord Yaoguang is not afraid of such words, but Fuyaoguang is just a mortal body... If he loses his mind, he may really die inside! 】

[It doesn't matter if he is dead, but the consciousness of the god-lord is bound to sweep over here, and I'm not sure how to avoid it...]

[Don't worry, I'm here. 】Xue Xingchi calmed the system with a few words in his mind, and he was about to jump into the pit.

"I'm going to save him!"

Xue Xingchi grabbed Ling Chan's wrist and dragged her back abruptly, "You are covered with injuries, and you will die if you go down, how can you save His Highness the City Lord?"

Ling Chan's strength was mediocre, and he fought hard many times. The dignified monk was not as strong as Xue Xingchi, a mortal, and he was dragged back immediately.

Xue Xingchi pulled her, eyes full of distress, "Chanchan... your body can't bear it."

Ling Chan's face was like frost and snow, without a trace of blood, the once ruddy double layer seemed to be covered with a layer of white catkins, only a little bit of red could be faintly revealed.

She was already very tired, and she almost couldn't hold the sword steady when she raised her hand.

But she said, "No."

"I went down the mountain to be a hero, to punish the good and promote the evil. Now that someone is suffering in front of my eyes, how can I not save him?"

Ling Chan's eyes appraised like sparks.

"Will you save me too?" Xue Xingchi asked in a low voice.

"When did I fail to save you?" Ling Chan asked back.

In Wushan Town, he asked Ling Chan for help, and Ling Chan agreed;
In the inn, he asked Ling Chan to send him back to the country, and Ling Chan agreed.

Outside the Hanshan Dojo, the resentment was overwhelming, and Ling Chan was entangled between many city residents and him. Ling Chan took him out of the protective cover, but she also personally protected him...

Xue Xingchi stared at the young girl in front of her. Even if she was weak, she was trying her best to practice her life motto.

She has been earnestly fulfilling her promise.

Bai Wu, who was hiding in a remote corner watching the excitement, pulled a magically conjured water mirror and looked at Ling Chan's firm face, gloating over his misfortune.

"Fuyaoguang is going down, and this female monk will go down soon, they are dead... Only the mortal Xue Xingchi stayed outside, and directly assigned monsters to eat him, telling him to be disrespectful to me! Hahaha, sure enough I am the only winner! Human beings are useless waste..."

"Well--"

Its voice paused abruptly.

Behind Bai Wu, a huge black mist suddenly appeared at some point, vaguely resembling a fox, and the big fox opened its mouth wide, and put Bai Wu's head in its mouth.

And then—sucking, sucking, the fox's eyes lit up, and he quickly ate the white mist.

After eating a few mouthfuls, he muttered, "You are a waste! That little monster Xue Xingchi didn't intend to let you go, and now your place of evil sacrifice is going to become a stage for him to play tricks on little girls... Are you happy?"

The fox played with himself, his stomach was full, and he was not happy for a long time before he received a concise order from Xue Xingchi: Bring some monsters.

... This girl who is favored by the master is really pitiful.

……

"do not go."

Xue Xingchi tugged Ling Chan, and insisted: "Our most urgent thing is to find the exit and get out of here... be careful!"

Xue Xingchi exclaimed, dragged Ling Chan and fell to the side, his elbow hit the sand, and half of his arm was in burning pain.

I don't know when, a few monsters gathered here quietly, and they were about to bite Ling Chan with their bloody mouths, but under Ling Chan's exhaustion, they didn't notice it.

"Are you ok?"

Xue Xingchi propped up half of his body and asked Lingchan.

Made Chan dizzy, she forced herself to swing a sword, forcing back the approaching monsters, and said succinctly: "Hide behind me."

Xue Xingchi maintained the posture of half-embracing Ling Chan, put his lips on Ling Chan's head, and secretly smiled, "I'll protect you."

He pushed Ling Chan behind a few rocks, and where Fu Yaoguang found him, he secretly drew a formation with blood...

He can't practice, he doesn't have spiritual roots, but his physique is very special, he can pass through Lingchan's protective spell in Wushan Town, and can attract a lot of resentment...

Of course his blood can protect Ling Chan.

Xue Xingchi has already figured out the nature of these monsters. They don't have bodies, but are actually the product of condensed resentment, no different from the monsters in the mountains.

Xue Xingchi drew out the knife and slid it heavily on his arm, blood spattering everywhere.

Those monsters smelled the blood, turned their heads immediately, and rushed towards Xue Xingchi greedily.

Xue Xingchi pushed back cunningly, and several monsters collided together, wisps of black mist emerged from his solid body.

Ling Chan climbed on the stone, gritted her teeth and stood up. Her dantian was empty, and there was no trace of spiritual energy. Just the act of standing up made her legs tremble.

She couldn't help Xue Xingchi.

To break the situation, the key is still in that pothole...

Ling Chan raised her voice and told Xue Xingchi, "Be careful, don't die!"

The crisp voice was like a stream, washing away the heavy shadows in front of Xue Xingchi's eyes.

Even though there were ugly monsters in front of him, with stinking bloody mouths, he couldn't help showing a happy smile.

Ling Chan has me in her heart!

He thought happily, and then heard Ling Chan say: "I want to go down to rescue Fu Yaoguang, you must be careful up there."

He restrained his smile, knowing that he could not convince Ling Chan anymore, he said sullenly, "Wait for me, let's go down together, and we can support each other!"

He said, turning his head back to look at Ling Chan.

But all I saw was the girl jumping into the pit without hesitation. The light-colored skirt was like a flower, which bloomed for a brief moment amidst a lot of resentment, and soon disappeared.

She jumped into the deep hole.

He clearly said that the two of them could go down together, but she still abandoned him here.

Xue Xingchi only found it ridiculous.

He wasn't even surprised, as if all this was supposed to be like this.

Sweetness is always short-lived, but pain is long-lasting.

Lingchan helped him and saved him time and time again, but she didn't care about him.

She was the only spider thread he had in the fire training in hell, every time he grasped hard and wanted to climb up, the spider thread broke with a snap.

Ling Chan doesn't want to cross him.

He can't get out of this hell.

In this case, do not climb.

　Chanchan: Do you have a little too much imagination...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)