Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 196 The Father of the End Times 50
"You said that if you don't hurt, you won't hurt?" Zhuang Yan smiled mockingly, showing some disdain on his dusty face, "What I know is that you injected the opponent with medicine, so that the opponent should have no attack power at all. "

"So what if I kill them all?"

"You won't." Tang Song grinned softly.

"Heh..." Zhuang Yan sneered and was about to speak.

But was interrupted by Tang Song.

"Please." Tang Song was in a state of embarrassment, but his eyes were still so gentle, "I beg you."

Zhuang Yan grinned, wanting to sneer a few times, but when he saw Tang Song's eyes, he couldn't laugh.

Why can’t the man in front of him do such bad things, but he can’t bear to reject him...

When Tang Song saw that the other party didn't speak, he knew that Zhuang Yan had acquiesced.

He closed his eyes: it was all over.

That's it, it's pretty good...

However, he is just a little ancestor, so he should be able to live well without him...

Zhuang Yan is a man, he should be able to keep his word.

The little ancestors will live well.

Then he will be at ease when he is dead...

Forget it, this is good too...

"Die!" Zhuang Yan stretched out his hand and rushed towards Tang Song.

This is what Wen Chun saw when he escaped in the chaos.

Unfortunately, the effect of the drug that Tang Song gave her has not disappeared.

In other words, Wen Chun is weaker now.

But even if Wen Chun is a weak chicken, she is also a weak chicken with the title of the strongest weapon at this time.

Tang Song closed his eyes, the black hair on his forehead was blown by the powerful aura of Zhuang Yan's attack.

The blood stains on the face make people feel distressed...

Zhuang Yan's face was ferocious, full of the joy of getting revenge for his great hatred.

The expected thing happened...

Unexpected things also happened...

Indeed, someone died under Zhuang Yan's hands...

But this person is not Tang and Song, but the little ancestor!
Zhuang Yan looked at the scene before him in disbelief.

The silver-haired woman was lying in Tang Song's arms with a pale face, her chest was still blackened from being hit by his thunder, and the tip of her nose could even smell a burnt smell...

Tang Song originally thought that he would definitely die, but a strong uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was a piece of silver-white hair flying freely in the air, and then fell like a butterfly with broken wings.

He doesn't know what he did, his mind goes blank for a split second...

When he came back to his senses, he was already holding the girl in his arms.

He just realized what happened just now.

The little ancestor blocked this blow for him...

How could this be...

He can't believe...

Shouldn't the little ancestor still be in a weak state now...

how is this possible……

How could it be like this...

Holding the little ancestor in his arms, he lowered his head in a daze.

The woman in her arms had messy hair and was still coughing up blood...

Bright red blood stained his clothes...

"Little... little ancestor..." He shouted with trembling lips, his peach blossom eyes full of panic...

The only response to him was the voice of the woman in his arms coughing up blood...

And, the sound of the gemstone on the woman's forehead shattering...

He watched helplessly as the gem on the little ancestor's forehead cracked, and then, a red fragment fell from it...

He is the founder of the little ancestor, and he knows better than anyone else what it means for the gemstone on his forehead to be broken...

The little ancestor will die...

must die...

He came to his senses, and hastily covered the gemstone on his forehead with his blood-stained hand.

Cover it tightly, as if this can stop the gem that has been shattering.

But it's useless...

The sound of gems breaking is still heard one after another...

It was crisp but made him panic...

"don't want……"

"don't want……"

Tang Song didn't know what he was doing now, he just wanted to cover the gem on Wen Chun's forehead with trembling fingers.

"Ahem..." Wen Chun coughed hard several times and spit out the blood in his mouth.

Only then did he say with difficulty: "It's useless."

In order to be able to block such a blow for Tang Song, she exploded her crystal nucleus...

Her crystal nucleus is the gemstone on her forehead...

In this way, she can gain the ability for a moment, allowing her to rush over and block Tang Song.

"No, it won't happen..." Tang Song covered Wen Chun's forehead in panic, "I'm very powerful, I... I will save you!"

"Ha..." Wen Chun pursed his lips, didn't say anything, just looked at Zhuang Yan.

At this time, Zhuang Yan was really at a loss, standing aside, sweating from anxiety, but didn't know what to do.

"Xiao Yanzi..." Wen Chun called softly.

Such a familiar title made Zhuang Yan stunned for a moment, and then a complicated meaning appeared in his eyes.

"I'm sorry..." Zhuang Yan said, "I, I'm not..."

"I don't blame you," Wen Chun interrupted Zhuang Yan.

She didn't intend to let the other party talk, she planned to get Tang Song's favor now, but she didn't have much time to listen to what Zhuang Yan had to say.

Zhuang Yan hesitated and stopped talking.

He was used to listening to Wen Chun's words, so he became quiet.

"I'm going to die," Wen Chun said indifferently, not caring what Tang Song was still talking about behind him, "So, let Tang Song go..."

"I..." Zhuang Yan pursed his lips and said nothing.

"You won't die!" Tang Song suddenly shouted.

"If you die," Tang Song gritted his teeth, "then I will let everyone be buried with you!"

Wen Chun smiled...

"What I said is true!" Tang Song roared ferociously, "So, hold on!"

"Hold on, I'll find a way!"

Tang Song struggled to get up with Wen Chun in his arms, and then staggered towards the research institute.

Zhuang Yan didn't stop him, he just stood there...

Tang Song struggled to run with Wen Chun in his arms, but staggered and fell to the ground.

"Hold on, hold on! Do you hear me?" Tang Song roared loudly, but his tears were like broken beads and couldn't stop.

"Ha..." Wen Chun smiled with difficulty. Her consciousness was now a little blurry...

To tell the truth about Zhuang Yan's blow, if she hadn't been so weak, with her amazing resilience, she would have been fine.

And the reason she is dying now is because her crystal nucleus is broken...

This is the fatal injury, and it is absolutely impossible to recover.

Tang and Song are still running: there must be a way, there must be!

"Live well..." After Wen Chun said these words with difficulty, he exhausted all his strength, his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything anymore.

I can only hear Tang Song's angry shouts in a trance...

(End of this chapter)