Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

"But, unfortunately, you betrayed me."

Friends? Hua Xia muttered.

250 said: [Host, I don’t know either. ]

The system was originally a low-level system with incomplete functions, and it didn't know much about his boss.

They squatted on the tree, and dark thunderclouds gradually gathered in the distant sky.

Below, Shen Changshu heard these words without any reaction at all, and looked at the other person with a very calm gaze.

Yue Mian looked over and didn't even see himself in the other person's eyes. This discovery made the evil spirit in his eyes even stronger.

"Even if you have the memory of reincarnation, it's just a memory of your repeated death. Shen Changshu, you can't escape reincarnation."

"As long as you die first."

Obviously, this person knew that as long as the punished villain died first, Hua Xia would automatically leave this world.

Then, Shen Changshu will have to come back.

Hua Xia doesn't want to work two jobs.

Crouching beside the tree, he clapped his hands in encouragement: "Well said."

At the same time, the black cloud of the unfinished Nine-fold Heavenly Thunder had gathered above the Wuchen Peak, covering up the already weak light, and now it seemed as if it was already evening.

Thick black clouds gathered, the air flowed rapidly, strong winds blew, and the buildings of the Wuchen Palace became blurred.

Yue Mian looked up when he heard the voice. Even though the light was dim, the familiar feeling immediately made him grit his teeth and say, "Long time no see, Miss Hua."

The look of gnashing teeth as he looked at Hua Xia showed that he wished he could grind this evil person to ashes.

Hua Xia blinked: "What's wrong?"

Yue Mian, who had no intention of greeting, lowered his head and looked at Shen Changshu again, and found that the man who was so cold and arrogant just now now had his eyes focused on another person.

Yue Mian stood behind him, smirked, and attacked without hesitation.

The long sword belonging to Yue Mian's original body was cut off directly by Shen Changshu's sword. Yue Mian didn't care at all. With a crazy smile on his face, he held the broken sword and flew into the air, storing almost all his spiritual power in this sword.

This desperate gamble forced Shen Changshu to retreat. While flying backwards, Shen Changshu was looking for an opportunity.

However, the man who had just been filled with extreme hatred suddenly changed direction in mid-air and flew straight towards Hua Xia.

Hua Xia jumped down from the tree, and in a split second she managed to find some time to shake her wrists and do some warm-up exercises.

"Qiong Yin." With the magic sword in hand, the demonic energy that had been restrained in the past now gathered together. The strong wind blew up their clothes and hair. Hua Xia pointed the sword at Yue Mian, wanting to see what tricks this man had.

But when the man arrived in front of her, he suddenly braked.

".......What are you doing?" Hua Xia's outstretched sword was almost touching the patient's chest.

With a snap, Yue Mian's broken sword was thrown to the ground.

Just when Hua Xia was wondering whether he was going to surrender, Yue Mian smiled, and it was clear from that smile that he was ready to do something.

The next second, he suddenly raised his hand and mobilized all his spiritual power, and slapped himself on the top of his head.

With a bang, the sound of a skull breaking was heard in mid-air.

Hua Xia: “….”

The person in front of him was bleeding from all seven orifices and his facial features were hideous. It was an unimaginable scene. His face was covered with bright red liquid oozing from the inside, dripping down line by line.

What is this for?

suicide?

Obviously not.

The scene around Hua Xia suddenly changed. The surrounding sounds and scenes became blurred. A second ago, she still saw Shen Changshu flying towards her.

The next second, he and the man appeared in another isolated space.

The broken sword that had just fallen to the ground returned to Yue Mian's hand at some point. The thing in front of him closed its eyes, and the corners of its mouth suddenly twitched again. He stabbed forward with extremely slow movements.

The two were very close to each other, and a familiar energy fluctuation was transmitted from the isolated space.

Just like in the interstellar world, a destructive energy emanated from Yue Mian's body.

250 was shocked and said: [Host! He wants to self-destruct! ]

There is a very tragic way for cultivators to die, which is to detonate the spiritual power in their bodies, using their bodies as the trigger to destroy the world, which is enough to kill the opponent by leaping two levels.

"I see..."

Isn't this the enemy of the villain? Hua Xia couldn't understand why he always came to bomb her? !

Can you be more clear about the difference between gratitude and resentment?

Obviously not.

In just a breath, Hua Xia felt a familiar cold feeling at the center of the bracelet on her wrist. The sudden spatial fluctuation made Hua Xia stunned for a moment, and the broken sword in front of her cut her forearm.

A tiny wound appeared.

Hua Xia came back to her senses and turned the hilt of the sword, just as she was about to do something, but she already appeared on the ground.

Looking up, he saw a space barrier rising in the sky. Inside the barrier, Yue Mian stood in front of Shen Changshu, and Hua Xia's position was replaced.

A crisp clicking sound was heard.

Hua Xia lowered her eyebrows and looked over.

The bracelet broke and fell to the ground.

Needless to say, this was the thing that had just swapped her and Shen Changshu's positions.

Hua Xia stared, her beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, with a dangerous and cold look directed at the black clouds rolling in the sky.

250 It can be seen that the current host is extremely dangerous.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky and strong winds swept across the entire Wuchen Peak, blowing leaves and dust everywhere.

Qiong Yin was thrown into the air.

Hua Xia sighed, "Antenna, understand?"

Qiong Yin flew upwards at a high speed and hovered steadily in mid-air, with the tip of his sword pointing directly at Yue Mian's head.

Hua Xia raised her hand: "Chop it."

A flickering light rolled through the dark clouds, and a huge thunderbolt, the ninth level thunderbolt, struck straight in one direction. For a moment, half of the sky above Wuchen Peak was illuminated.

The ninth level of heavenly thunder struck directly on the sword of Qiong Yin. A stream of light flashed, and a huge electric current flowed down along Qiong Yin and rushed straight to the people below.

The space barrier turned into dust in an instant. Yue Mian didn't even have time to say the last word before he simply evaporated from the world.

Shen Changshu stood in mid-air in his spotless white robe, and witnessed with his own eyes the man turning into ashes in front of him.

He looked up and saw that the last strike of the nine-fold thunderbolt had completed its mission. The dark clouds dissipated, the sun set, and it was already evening.

The lightning, thunder and strong wind just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Shen Changshu seemed to be stunned. After falling to the ground, he couldn't stand steadily. He covered his chest and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Hua Xia ran over and caught him: "...Did Leipi find you?"

Shouldn't it be like this? There's no conductor between the two of them, right?

250: [......] What is going on?

Hua Xia hugged Shen Changshu, raised her hand to pinch the man's wrist and felt his pulse for a while: "I can't."