The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

With a word of indifference, countless blood-red formations in the shape of a Chinese character appeared in front of the bloody mouth of the nine-headed giant snake. Immediately, many light spots the size of rice grains that came from nowhere gathered around this center...

Accompanied by a fierce roar, nine terrifying energy streams suddenly spurted out! Then they merged in an instant, completely bursting out with power, and turned into a huge red light column ten feet thick, rushing towards Chu Lu and the others like a red dragon!

Although this attack could not fully reflect the strength of a fifth-level beast, it was already infinitely close!

This further shows that this "blood-clothed boy" has indeed obtained the powerful power of a fifth-level beast, but he is still a little lacking in the finishing touch...

"...The power is much stronger than expected...Is it because the body is the blood power of a powerful beast like the 'Hydra'?"

Seeing this terrifying blood-red light column, Chu Tianxiao was not panicked at all. He held the Xingyue Sword in one hand and lay it horizontally in front of him. With the other hand, he held Lu Meir's little hand, staring at the front with burning eyes, but strangely he never made a move or dodged...

It looks like he has no choice but to give up.

Only Lu Meir, who was holding his palm tightly, knew that Chu Tianxiao was extremely calm at this moment, and he must be planning something...

Sure enough...

At the critical moment, a crisp sound suddenly came from the air!

Chu Tianxiao immediately showed a mysterious smile.

"Hey...This is called a thunderous sound, and the male protagonist finally makes a shining appearance!"

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A corner suddenly broke in the air.

But the seemingly indestructible red energy shield suddenly cracked, and the blood-red fragments fell like glass and leaves.

In the air, the figure of a young man in black appeared.

He was standing on a white crane, with his hands behind his back, his long black hair fluttering in the wind, naturally revealing a graceful and elegant temperament.

Even in the night, even in black clothes, his figure was still so conspicuous... as if he was standing under the sky, standing in the center of Shenzhou!

He was the reborn true son, Zhou Lin!

Just when the blood-red light column that rushed like a fire dragon was about to hit Chu Lu and the others, he casually threw down a purple ball.

Thunder and lightning were faintly seen between the balls, and it was thrown down casually but fell like a thousand-pound object. In the blink of an eye, it exploded and turned into purple thunder, and fell down in an instant, turning into a small thunder shield!

It just fits Lu Meir and Chu Tianxiao in the middle - the reason why there are two people is just because they are holding hands and it is really "difficult to separate", but it is definitely not that Zhou Lin is polite to Chu Tianxiao.

Bang!

The blood-red light column hits the thunder shield accurately!

At this moment, countless lightning bolts suddenly appeared outside the thunder shield, but as soon as they appeared, they were crushed into pieces by the blood-red light column, turning into scattered arcs and gradually dissipating... However, at the same time, a steady stream of thunder is output from it, continuing to turn into thick lightning to resist the enemy...

And so on.

For a time, countless bright and dark, purple and red streamers crisscrossed in the air and spread... Between the flow of light, there are also a large number of purple thunders that keep moving, expanding, or suddenly shrinking...

It is spectacular.

Soon, the powerful move was exhausted, and the red light all splashed like water, turning into tiny light spots and dissipating, while the thunder shield was only partially sunken, and the purple light was a little weaker... This certainly shows that this treasure suffered a lot of damage in a moment, but it was able to block the attack of a nearly fifth-level beast, but it only paid this price. No matter how you look at it, it is obvious that the advantage is on the side...

In fact, even Zhou Lin himself was a little surprised - he thought that after blocking this move, the thunder shield would not be completely shattered, but at least 70% to 80% would be damaged...

But in a moment, he figured out the reason, and couldn't help but snorted coldly, jumped off the white crane, pressed his right hand on the ground, and landed gracefully and steadily.

After that, he glanced coldly at Chu Tianxiao who was still in the thunder shield, and said sarcastically: "It is said that the thunder magic of the prodigal marquis of the Great Zhou Dynasty is amazing. It seems that he really has some skills... But, can you only hide in it and rely on women for protection?"

After Chu Tianxiao said this, Lu Meir frowned before he could say anything. She didn't even care about Chu Tianxiao's surprise that his identity was revealed, and she was disgusted with the second half of Zhou Lin's sentence.

He blurted out the angry words of a little girl without thinking.

"Hey, who are you!"

As soon as he said this, Zhou Lin was stunned, and then... he almost wanted to go crazy!

Tens of thousands of grassland mud horses trampled past!

Thinking back to when he arrived just now, he was so elegant and graceful, and his appearance was full of style. He was naturally cool when he raised his hands and feet, and he casually threw out a treasure, which easily resolved a dangerous situation for a beauty...

No matter from which angle you look at it, it can be said to be a classic template of a hero saving a beauty!

Zhou Lin, who perfectly realized this "shining debut" script, naturally immersed himself in deep self-satisfaction. He felt that in this way, not to mention that he could immediately make Lu Meir change her mind, but at least he could attract the beauty's attention and make her curious and grateful to him, right?

But what was the result?

What he got in return was Lu Meir's dissatisfied words...

"Who are you!"

These three words are really nothing to others, but to the reborn true destiny... the degree of damage can only be described as "can't afford to be hurt" in later generations...

Yes.

If there is any sentence in this world that can hit Zhou Lin's heart directly and make him extremely painful, it is undoubtedly the sentence said by Lu Meier in this situation because of "being dissatisfied with others saying bad things about her man, which is a popular reason"...

The damage... must be calculated in tons!

If the psychological shadow area of ​​Zhou Lin is measured at this moment, it is likely to exceed the standard.

"Chu... Tian... Xiao!"

Zhou Lin pressed his fist hard and roared: "Are you a man or not!"

Lu Meier didn't understand Zhou Lin's angry expression, and frowned again - so many years have passed, how could she remember what the half-grown Zhou Lin looked like back then? This is also a classic plot - if the noble lady in the "story" remembered the face of the "beggar", wouldn't the suspense be gone? How can the audience's popular psychology be satisfied?

As for the life-saving grace...

"It's completely untrue. If he doesn't take action, will this princess be in trouble?"

Lu Meir didn't think so at all, because the one who had been holding her hand until just now was Chu Tianxiao!

He was the most protective Chu Tianxiao who had fought hundreds of battles in the Xionghuang Mountains, poured five hundred bottles of crack spirit liquid, and did not allow anyone to quit and fight hundreds of battles without rest to slap her face to the end!

As long as he was by her side, let alone the level just now, even a complete great cultivator, the Demon Marshal, would not be able to hurt herself under his protection!

So, Lu Meir was not afraid at all just now...She was even thinking that it was rare to be able to stand back with her own brother Tianxiao to fight against powerful enemies and relive the sweet memories of the Xionghuang Mountains in the past...

It's just that this guy who broke in for no reason is so nosy!

The atmosphere was ruined!

Of course, she couldn't say this little girl's thoughts, otherwise...

I'm afraid Zhou Lin would vomit more than three liters of blood!