Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

This disdainful look made Wang Bo feel cold all over his body. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't, because all the organs in his whole body were on the verge of failure, and he could only let out violent wheezing/breathing from his diseased throat.

The black cat gushing out from the eaves had already jumped to the ground, approaching Wang Bo step by step.

Wang Bo looked at the dense black cats in front of him, his legs were weak, he sat down on the ground, and stepped back with his hands on the ground.

He was like a dirty mouse, desperately trying to find a safe place to hide, using darkness to protect himself, but the black cat blocked all his back roads.

Wang Bo had nowhere to escape, and he screamed loudly: "Don't...don't... come here, cough cough cough! Ho ho ho - I have cough cough - spell..."

roll!Get out of here!I am a strong ascension man, I will kill you all, yes!Not one left!

Wang Bo's heart collapsed, but he still had dreams of ascending to immortality.

As everyone knows, the soaring powerhouse at this time is like a joke, just drawing salary from the bottom of the pot, using up a hundred years of life, in exchange for false power that is less than a stick of incense.

The black cat cracked a terrifying smile and rushed towards Wang Bo. Wang Bo was writhing and trying to get up from the ground and run away.

But he didn't consider that he is now an old man who is near death, he got up and fell down several times, and when he fell for the last time, his bones seemed to be falling apart.

At the same time, he found that the hand that he had grown originally didn't exist at all, it was just an illusion, and the bloody wrist without the wrist dragged blood all over the ground, the blood was bright red and glaring.

The door of the pawnshop was not far from where Wang Bo was, and Feng Changan could easily see the blood on the ground.

Looking at the blood on the ground, he suddenly turned his head as if thinking of something, his eyes just corresponded with the chicken feathers on the ground.

The blood on the chicken feathers had solidified, and the dark wind poured in from the holed roof, blowing away the dust on the ground.

All the unsolved mysteries have clues at this time, and the answers to the mysteries are revealed.

The dust on the chicken feathers was blown away by the wind, and the blood on the chicken feathers was obviously Wang Bo's blood.

The black cat completely submerged Wang Bo, and there were several painful screams from the black tide.

What middle-aged people do is not what people do, and naturally what they listen to is not what people listen to, and what they see is not what people see.

Hearing this scream, he patted his sleeves with pleasure, and then turned to look at the young man at the door of the pawnshop: "I sent him to hell, so you should too."

The boy lowered his head and did not speak, but when he raised his head again, his manner was obviously different.

The middle-aged man was frightened by his sudden change of momentum, and an ominous premonition appeared in his heart.

The boy's eyes were as deep as the sea, he didn't say anything, just looked at the middle-aged man quietly, his eyes were like looking at a corpse, it was frightening.

The next moment, the boy disappeared out of thin air.

The pupils of the middle-aged man shrank sharply, where did he go?

At that moment, he felt a fierce beast staring at him from behind. This beast was very powerful and extremely ferocious.

No, is there anyone else?

The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat. He looked around in a panic, but no matter what, he couldn't find the hiding place of the beast.

While panicking, a sharp sword split him in half from top to bottom.

This time was not like last time, the middle-aged man's body grew together again, his body split in two, disappeared into the air, and turned into black light.

The middle-aged man died, and the black cat was stimulated. They all screamed and fled in a panic.

The air fluctuated violently, and there was a sword in the dark. It was carrying a sharp sword aura, and it was cutting horizontally and vertically in this narrow street.

The sword rose and the sword fell, and the head of the black cat was beheaded, and it fell bloody in a pool of blood.

Some black cats ran slowly and failed to escape, their heads rolled on the ground; while some black cats ran fast and moved quickly, and quickly jumped onto the roof and disappeared.

After killing all the fleeing black cats on the street, the sharp sword in the dark revealed its real body.

It was a young man in white clothes who was elegant and dusty, holding a broken sword in his hand. The silver broken sword had water-like patterns flowing on its body, and the sky light that broke through the darkness was swaying at the break.

"Host, you have exchanged all the storage time spells, please pay attention to check them." 081 reminded.

The last time Feng Changan was fighting with the female ghost in the Qing Yunzong, the 081 system had given him the half-stick storage time technique, and there was only half a stick of time left for a total of one stick of incense.

If it wasn't for the serious situation this time, Feng Chang'an would not hastily let 081 overdraw the remaining half of the incense stick.

There are only three types of goods on the system shelf, and they are more expensive than the sky, especially this and this time technique that can store mana in the full state, it is even more expensive, and the exchange points are terribly high.

Feng Chang'an did the math, during his rebirth, he only had more than 1000 points for doing good deeds, and the time technique required 900 million points, and he might not be able to redeem them until he died.

"Host please make a quick decision, you only need half a stick of incense!"

"I know."

Feng Chang'an looked coldly at the bloody corpse in the middle of the black cat. The owner of the corpse seemed to be alive and still dying.

He stretched his palmless wrist to the sky, trying to get someone to save him.

The face with the beard and hair scratched was bloody and bloody from the black cat's bite, and the bones were visible. Two eyes, one eye was missing, and the other eye was left in the eye socket, turning sluggishly and incomprehensibly.

Wang Bo was still talking about hacking into pieces before, but he didn't know that he was the one who hacked into pieces, but instead of chopping into pieces, he was eating them raw.

The black cat ate almost all of his meat bite by bite, leaving only the bones and skeletons lingering on.

Wang Bo's cloudy eyes stared at the young man with difficulty, his eyes overflowed with an expression of disbelief, and in the next second, the desire to survive filled his eyes with hope.

Are you the elder Konghuai? !

Please, teach me!

He wanted to ask for help, but the first thing he said was a scream, because the young man had already picked his left arm with a sword.

Wang Bo cried bitterly. He didn't understand why the legendary Kong Huai was different from the young man in front of him. Didn't it mean saving lives and saving lives? !

Dead liar!

Wang Bo was full of grievances, but his strong desire to survive made him suppress his dissatisfaction. He wanted to beg for mercy, and begged the youth to let him go.

But the young man pretended not to see his expression, and remained unmoved. The broken sword in his hand picked his right arm again, and finally seemed to be tired of his voice, and directly pierced his throat with a sword.

"You dare to move the person I'm protecting, you're tired of working."

"Bang!", a red light flashed from the pawnshop, and the red light took shape on the ground, turning into a young man.

Feng Changan noticed the movement, he was a little startled, and turned to look at the boy.

Feng Changan thought it was his own illusion before, but now it proves that he is not wrong, there was indeed a faint breath of vitality in the boy's body at that time

- He wasn't dead at all.

The young man was a bit embarrassed, his eyes were handsome and his eyes were slightly covered by dust, and his whole body had an extraordinary temperament. He had a wine pot hanging on his waist, a long sword on his back, and several high-level talismans in his hand. Yun Chang who was hacked to death.

As soon as the young man came out, he saw Feng Chang'an who had recovered his real body. He opened his thin lips slightly and looked at Feng Chang'an in shock.

"You are……"

Before he finished speaking, the pawnshop was pierced by countless golden lights, and the walls were as weak as paper quickly crumbled into powder.

Yun Chang didn't have time to speak, he just said: "Go!"

The dazzling golden light quickly pierced the sky, and the dark clouds became dazzling because of this golden light.

The golden light slowly dyed all the clouds into gold, like a puddle of ink poured on the paper, and the black clouds could no longer wipe away the golden light.

At the same time, countless cat meows sounded in the street, the wind howled, and powder rolled up from pawnshops flew all over the sky.

Feng Chang'an leaned over and pulled the young man into his arms, propped up the spiritual power cover, and asked coldly, "What good deed have you done?"

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Feng Chang'an: If you dare to touch my little brother, I will kill you.

Younger brother Yun Chang: Big Brother, please accept my worship!