I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

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An Bulang climbed up from the sunken ground, patted the dust on his body, looked around curiously with a pair of bright eyes, like a newborn baby, curious about everything in the world.

He saw Ji Hongxue dressed in red, she looked a bit ordinary, but still pleasing to the eye.

He also looked at the tyrannical tiger that was accidentally knocked away by his handsome landing. It had a fleshy face and was extremely ugly.

I seem to... disturb you? An Bulang glanced at the corpses around him, and said nervously.

The scene was a bit bloody. An Bulang didn't expect to encounter such an exciting thing when he came to Mortal Realm.

Run! It's dangerous here! Ji Hongxue said urgently.

She had a good impression of this handsome young man, especially those dark and bright eyes, like the purest gems in the world, so she couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

Such a handsome young man must not die here in vain!

Hehe, after seeing my tyrant killing people, do you still want to leave here alive?

The Tyrant climbed up from the ground, raised the blood-stained giant sword, stared at An Bulang with a gloomy face, and pulled out a cruel smile: Although I don't know who you are, it's unfortunate that you saw me , and be buried here with this group of people.

This white-clothed young man who appeared suddenly was only at the third level of the Profound Physique Realm, so even if he had a background, he would not be very big.

There are so many high-ranking and powerful people killed by the tyrant, how can he care about the life of a monk of unknown origin.

Are you sure you want to kill me? An Bulang blinked his pretty eyes and asked with interest.

He was still a little confused about the situation, but now at least he can confirm the good and evil camps of both sides.

Why are you standing here stupidly, run away! Ji Hongxue saw that An Bulang was still standing there stupidly, even provoking the tyrant, and was so angry that the blood in his injured body surged, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

An Bulang was even more moved when he saw this scene. Although this big sister is not too beautiful, she has a good heart, and she would vomit blood out of anger for his safety. The matter is on the sidelines.

Hahaha... This silly boy is afraid that he can't even walk when he sees me? Bahu saw An Bulang who was stunned, and said with a smirk, Don't worry, I will blow your head off with a sword , it doesn't hurt at all.

Bahu stomped his footsteps, and his whole body shot out like a cannonball. The giant black iron sword in his hand pierced through the void, and slapped An Bulang's head fiercely, causing a strong wind even around him.

Ji Hongxue couldn't even bear to look at the scene in front of her. Such a handsome young man was about to be shot headless on the spot. The scene was too cruel.

However, when An Bulang was only a foot long in the giant sword, An Bulang made a move, using his hand as a knife, and slapped it directly on the blade.

Tyrant's first reaction was that the other party was crazy, and dared to catch the sword with his bare hands?

As a celestial killer, who has ever been underestimated like this before, and immediately shouted, the power of the eight-layer mysterious body exploded, and he fell down with even more mighty momentum!

Broken Moon. An Bulang covered the bright white moonlight with his hand, and lightly patted the mighty black iron giant sword.

boom……

There was a crisp sound.

Under Bahu's shocked gaze, his indestructible giant sword was split into two by An Bulang's hands.

The terrifying counter-shock force made his mouth shattered.

Picking the stars. An Bulang's hand didn't stop, as fast as a flash of lightning, he caught the broken blade with his fingers, and then circled and threw it out.

The Duan Ren flying out was as fast as a shooting star, so fast that the Tyrannosaurus had no time to dodge it!

Pfft...

A head flew into the sky.

Bahu's frightened and unbelievable expression appeared on his face, and his aura was completely cut off.

Straightforward, one hit kills!

The world became quiet.

Only a woman in red stared at him with wide eyes.

What just happened?

A strong man at the eighth-level mysterious body stage was instantly killed by a little monk at the third-layer mysterious body stage?

Am I hallucinating, or is the world crazy?

An Bulang walked up to Ji Hongxue, helped the woman who was still in shock up, put his hand on the woman's slender and soft waist, and a wave of strength poured into the woman's body.

It was only at this time that Ji Hongxue realized that her golden body was touched so intimately by a strange boy, and she was about to get hairy, when suddenly she felt the warmth in her lower abdomen, which was very comfortable, like being torn apart by a tyrant's hammer. The pain was gone at this moment.

This...a powerful healing technique... Ji Hongxue's tense body relaxed for no reason, her eyes sparkled, and she looked at the young man in front of her with some surprise.

Of course, this is a technique I created myself. An Bulang said proudly.

You created it yourself? Ji Hongxue was even more astonished, and then she didn't believe it.

She had never heard that a cultivator with a mysterious body could create his own spells.

However, An Bulang had completely conquered Ji Hongxue by relying on this operation alone.

After all, as a powerhouse at the sixth level of the Mysterious Body, she simply couldn't use spiritual energy to perform such an effective treatment.

Soon, Ji Hongxue's injuries healed.

I am Ji Hongxue, the third princess of the Canglan Kingdom. When I return to the palace, I will definitely repay my friend for saving my life. Ji Hongxue bowed gracefully to An Bulang, expressing gratitude.

My name is An Bulang, it's just a matter of repaying something, it's just a matter of little effort. An Bulang waved his hand indifferently.

Ji Hongxue blinked Qiushui's eyes.

Ann is not wave?

What a strange name.

But when he heard my princess's identity, his eyes didn't fluctuate much. Presumably he is a disciple of cultivating immortals with a deep background, right?

Fellow Daoist An Bulang, I, Ji Hongxue, will absolutely repay your kindness. Ji Hongxue said seriously.

In that case. An Bulang stretched out his hand.

Huh? Ji Hongxue was a little at a loss.

I, An Bulang, want money! An Bulang said excitedly.

Ji Hongxue: ...

I didn't expect you to be such a straightforward person!

Embarrassment appeared on Ji Hongxue's pretty face: I...I don't bring any belongings with me now, why don't you wait for me to return to the palace, and I'll give you the money.

Didn't you accept the ring? An Bulang asked.

Na ring? Ji Hongxue took a deep breath, and said, Are you talking about the legendary magic weapon for storing space? How could I have such a precious thing? Only my father and king in the entire royal family have such a thing. There is one!

An Bulang looked at the woman in shock, hesitant to speak.

Ji Hongxue found that the other party was looking at her with a very strange look.

This look is very strange, but very familiar.

That's right, that was when she left the palace when she was young, and she saw the peasants eating and living in the same way. At that time, it was hard for her to imagine that the life of the peasants would be so difficult, so poor, and so miserable...

Ji Hongxue never expected that she was being watched by such a gaze.

Isn't it just that I don't have the ring? Do you? Ji Hongxue's eyes turned red, and she was a little bit shocked.

No, I definitely didn't mean to look down on you. Seeing this, An Bulang hastily said against his will, You are so noble and beautiful, and it's too late for me to envy you. It's just that I didn't slow down just now.

Ji Hongxue finally felt a little more at ease when she heard the words, and An Bulang's evaluation was quite pertinent.

The woman was moved in her heart, and said with a sweet smile: You say I am noble and beautiful, so how do you think I rank in your heart?

Three points. An Bulang blurted out.

Ji Hongxue felt a tightness in her chest: Give me three points out of ten? And you said you weren't a bully?!

No, An Bulang shook his head and said, It's a 100-point system.

Ji Hongxue: ???