After saving the world, I became a heartthrob

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West Rift Grand Canyon.

Accompanied by a clear sound of metal swords, the canyon, which was originally chaotic and chaotic due to the intrusion of outsiders, was silent for an instant. Afterwards, only a few "instigation" sounds were heard, and when it ended, it triggered a roar like an explosion .

Not long after, the beautiful canyon has completely changed its appearance. The neat flat ground has become a pit, the centuries-old trees have been uprooted, and the [-]-meter-high mountain has become shorter by white. Inside, there is a circular vacuum hole.

The diameter of the burrow is about 50 meters, and it is so dark that you can’t see the bottom at a glance. There is a hidden sword energy piercing the vacuum at the edge, and there are crisp sword groans. Ordinary vegetation such as textured branches and weeds that are not sharp.

And He Chan was standing in the charred pothole less than ten meters away from the ground hole.

He didn't look very well, his face was pale, and his clothes were hanging on his body in strands, revealing the flesh and blood that had been burned or scratched inside, and more than half of his hair was burnt, and his nasal cavity was full of blood. Taste and burnt taste.

He Chan wiped his nose, stiffened, straightened his back, and looked at the deeper hole not far away, pretending to be innocent.

With his hands behind his back, trembling uncontrollably, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

He can feel that the other party is not dead, maybe seriously injured, but as long as one of them stands up and has the strength to fight, he will be finished.

He Chan himself didn't expect that the sword array cast by the concentrated target was so strong that it not only stopped Helf's offensive, but also counterattacked back in one go, directly knocking down all three opponents.

No wonder it is said that all sword masters are mortals.

Another 3 minutes passed, and it seemed that there was still half a minute before Chris was about to complete the inheritance of memory. He Chan silently breathed a sigh of relief, and put down the branch in his hand, which had completely become an ordinary magic sword.

"Whoosh..."

He Chan turned his head in disbelief, staring at Helf, whose eyes were crazy and his face was bloody and bloody. He had no longer had the haughty look of "everything is under control" before, and looked down at his stabbed abdomen. I scolded in my heart, 'Mom sells batches, you little hot chicken can't afford sneak attacks'.

Fortunately, after he finished using the sword array, he prevented such things from happening, and changed back to his clone in time.

Otherwise, it's really cold right now.

The second before he lost consciousness, He Chan was still in the mood to think, next time he will be different. When he sees the fourth child, he doesn't know if he can recognize him.

"Ouch-"

Hmm...By the way, remind him to call out in a more serious and dignified tone next time.

Huh?

The fourth child wakes up, so isn't my mission completed?

He Chan, who regained his consciousness, hurriedly looked at the progress of the task belonging to the fourth child.

Sure enough, the third sub-quest has been completed, [-] points have also been credited to the account, and an additional [-] million evil points have been reduced for him! !

"Hmm..." Something seems wrong?

He Chan hesitated for a moment, then continued to turn his consciousness to the fourth child.

He was surprised to find that although his avatar was dead, he could still exist in another form, a form similar to a soul body, let alone a form that looked familiar.

It seems that when Xiao Liu fell into a dream that time, he looked like this.

"Hmm..." He Chan stroked his chin, and looked thoughtfully at the body lying on the ground that belonged to 'him'.

Suddenly, there was an earthquake that shook the survivors in the canyon, and then saw not far away, a black dragon that covered the sky and the sun, broke through the mountain forcefully, set off bursts of boulders and strong winds, and flew straight towards He Chan .

"Wow..." The black dragon's body was more than ten times larger than before. The black and shiny scales were dazzling and piercing under the panicked sunlight. The huge fleshy wings had faded from pink and became harder and sharper. The limbs were no longer thick. Only the outer claws are exposed, making it easy for people to touch them.

"Pfft..." Chris mercilessly slapped Helf, who was about to escape, with his paw. Unexpectedly, Helf used the teleportation technique, allowing Hiron to bear the blow for him.

Hiron's eyes were full of astonishment. He had just crawled out of the hole, and he didn't even know what happened, so he became a scapegoat.

"Huh!" Chris had already seen He Chan's body, his golden pupils turned red instantly, and he turned around angrily, his thick and long tail began to swing wildly, making it difficult for the man who survived the battle between He Chan and the cardinal of the church Knights, priests and others were completely dead.

Of course, what made Chris most angry was that Helf, the culprit of all this, used the scepter to escape again.

"Chris!" Helf gasped in embarrassment, leaning on the scepter with his right hand, trying to play the emotional card, "I am your master!"

What responded to him was Chris' angry roar and rampant body.

Helf was miserable, raised his scepter to bless himself with several buffs, and said while dodging: "Chris, think about it, if you kill me now, you are going against the whole church. Is it the price of the church’s opposition?”

"Let me tell you, even Dragon Island will not easily confront the Holy Church! Now that you have become a true dragon, I admit defeat and are willing to offer gold coins and jewels in exchange for my life. What do you think?"

"Who are you humiliating!" Chris' inner anger became more and more intense, and his attacks became more and more crazy.

Helf didn't pay attention, and got scratched on his chest, and he almost died of it.

Seeing this, Helf was also angry, stopped dodging, raised the scepter in his hand, and started to fight back. At the same time, he contacted Ferid in private to give him the power of faith.

Chris knew that he had just made a breakthrough and would definitely not be able to beat Helf in his heyday, but after He Chan's serious injury, the opponent is now at the end of his battle. All he can do is to take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Even if it is delayed, he must be dragged to death.

A fierce light flashed in Chris's eyes, relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, he slammed into Helf viciously.

"Pfft..." Helf spat out a mouthful of blood, and as time passed, he became more and more anxious.

"No, I have to leave immediately." Helf felt uneasy, he had faintly sensed that the crisis was approaching.

With a cultivation level like his, he would have a foreknowledge of dangers, so he has repeatedly avoided certain death situations several times.

"卬..." Ou Yu Chris still roared immaturely, and the deep, warning dragon's cry suddenly sounded in Helf's heart.

"Dragon Island!" Helf's face was full of embarrassment.

Looking at Chris who was still pestering him and bumping into him, he finally said unwillingly: "Chris, what exactly do you want to let me go."

Aww... "Want to leave? Dreaming!"

Helf's face darkened, and he said angrily, "If the grievance between me and you is to prevent you from advancing to become a true dragon, but you have successfully advanced now, what do you want? Do you really want to provoke the Holy Church and the dragon?" The battle between Dragon Island?"

"I don't care about the Dragon Island or the Sanctuary. If you kill the little dragon man, you will die today!" Thinking of the little dragon man, Chris's eyes brightened, and he began to attack Helf crazily.

Little dragon man?

Helf subconsciously looked in the direction of He Chan's body, and the expression on his face was distorted for a moment.

He didn't expect that the man's strength would be so terrifying that he could completely suppress him. Fortunately, he died in the end.

Helf couldn't bear that he was inferior to the monks in the Eastern Region, even if the means were despicable, he would not allow himself to lose to the opponent.

"You thought he was sincere to you." Helf sneered.

"He is your master, that He Chan who took you in before, but taught you to behave mischievously and waste your time!"

"Hey... so much nonsense, go to hell." When Chris turned around, taking advantage of Helf's inadvertent transformation into a human body, he clawed back and pierced Helf's shoulder blade with a "poof", and then gained momentum. Forgive me, it was another stab in the back, which gave him a double punch.

Fearing that his death would not be complete, Chris swung his claws and tore him in half.

When a golden figure escaped from Helf's body, Chris quickly grabbed it, but it turned out to be a miniature version of Helf.

Looking at the other person's terrified and begging expression, Chris crushed him expressionlessly.

After confirming that the person was really dead this time, Chris put away his beastly claws, wiped off the blood on them, and raised his head, revealing a handsome and flamboyant face.

Stared at by his golden, murderous eyes, Ferid froze, and was about to beg for mercy, when a white light flashed in front of his eyes, the head had already fallen to the ground, even the soul did not exist for long.

At the same time, the main hall of the holy church far away in the holy city.

An elegant man with his head bowed devoutly in prayer, wearing a dark red cloak with gold embroidered dark patterns, trembled slightly, and soon spit out a mouthful of dark red blood.

After a while, he murmured in a low voice, his tone was incredible, "Mission failed?"

After a while, he half raised his face, revealing a face that He Chan would be shocked to see.

"It's troublesome..." Although he said this, there was no complicated emotional fluctuation in the words. The light and ethereal voice seemed to disappear at any time, echoing in the empty main hall of the temple, adding a bit of indifference and melancholy.

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He Chan watched Chris deal with everyone in the canyon, with a cold face, picked up his body, entered the cave, and then hollowed out the ice bed that Chris loved to lie in the cave from the middle, leaving Just enough space for an adult man to lie down, and He Chan was finally put in.

Looking at himself in the ice coffin, He Chan looked a little strange.

Due to the hasty switch between the main body and the avatar, and the fact that he died too quickly, a bug in the system got stuck, causing the corpse lying inside to look like his main body.

So looking at the familiar face and body, He Chan felt very uncomfortable.

"Clang--" Chris put the lid on the ice coffin, and then took out the miniature, palm-sized Crystal Palace. After thinking about it, he put the Crystal Palace in the ice coffin, next to He Chan.

Obviously he didn't have any other expressions, but He Chan felt a sense of sadness from these actions of his.

Also, he is so tall now.

He Chan raised his head and looked at the person who was much taller than him, feeling very uncomfortable.

Does it mean that the shorter you are when you are young, the taller you will be when you grow up?If he is like this, so is Xiaoqi?

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly, a burst of crying interrupted He Chan's cranky thoughts.

He raised his head in astonishment, staring dumbfoundedly at Chris, who was lying on the ice coffin, disregarding his image and crying loudly. not only that.

After all, as long as the Dragon Clan has accepted the complete inheritance memory, it is not a problem to grow overnight.

It can only be said that his death really had a great impact on him.

Seeing this, He Chan was inexplicably moved.

As a result, when Chris grabbed the ice coffin and flew over the holy city to protest, he opened his mouth and didn't know whether he was stupid or stupid.