Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

The long ancient road, the escape of life and death.

Zhao Feifan was breathing heavily.

His spiritual power was disordered, his breath was turbulent, and his body had almost reached its limit, but his survival instinct still drove him to keep running forward.

Behind him, Qing Yi took small steps, like a ghost, chasing after him leisurely.

A drama echoed.

"Mr. Sir, why are you leaving now that you've returned? Why don't we stay together in our drunken dreams tonight?"

The woman in green clothes at the corner of her face, her brows and eyes as tender as water, held an orchid in her hand, twirled a silk scarf, pretending to be shy, caressed it in front of her face and said softly.

The green-robed woman raised her jade fingers lightly, smiled, and a piece of paper money floated into her hand.

Using two fingers, the paper money turned into a shuriken and shot towards Zhao Feifan at high speed.

Uh-huh!

A splash of blood.

There was a shallow scratch on the Qilin arm that was leaning against the spoon, and a few drops of blood dripped silently along the wound.

It doesn't hurt much.

However, it was more or less insulting.

Black lines appeared directly on Zhao Feifan's face. However, the difference in strength between the two was too great, so he could only flee forward.

"Mr. Sir, never abandon me again~"

Qing Yi said sadly with a sad face, took out a silk scarf, and carefully wiped the corners of his eyes twice.

Needless to say, the actor's acting skills are really good.

If it weren't for the increasing amount of paper money flying out, Zhao Feifan might really have believed it.

but now…

Dogs don’t believe it!

Swish swish swish...

There were countless piercing sounds in his ears, and in front of his eyes, countless paper money stained with blood fell.

In less than two minutes, hundreds of wounds appeared on Zhao Feifan's body, and there was almost no intact skin on his body.

Every step was stained with blood, and the blood kept seeping out. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a bloody man.

Whoosh!

A familiar voice came to my ears again.

The clay figurine is still angry, not to mention the genius Zhao Feifan.

My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt cannot.

He immediately turned around, used all his strength, and cursed angrily: "You! Tm, use two arms!"

At the same time, he mobilized the remaining spiritual power and punched.

boom!

The paper money shattered suddenly and turned into paper wadding floating in the air. However, there was a hideous wound on the fist edge, and the white in the deep red was faintly visible.

"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."

The blood kept dripping, and soon a pool of blood formed.

Zhao Feifan's face turned pale and he glanced at the city gate, which was only a hundred meters behind him, so close to the horizon.

Even though there was a lot of reluctance in my heart, when it came to my lips, I could only helplessly laugh.

It's the limit, it's really the limit...

It's only a few hundred meters, but it's like a natural chasm.

At this moment, he had no doubt that as long as he dared to run forward a few meters, the other party would definitely kill him directly or take him back crippled.

There was no possibility of escape.

"Lang Jun, come back with me quickly," Qing Yi said with a smile on his face.

"Harmful……"

Looking at Qing Yi behind him, Zhao Feifan sighed.

There was calmness in his eyes, without making any waves, as if he had taken everything in the world lightly.

"Boy Zhao, let me do it. I'll help you drag it a while, and you can find a chance to escape..."

Li Guang's weak voice also sounded at this time.

Experiencing fierce battles during the merging process consumes a lot of heroic souls.

Moreover, the two of them were hanged and beaten throughout the whole process, a double torture of body and soul. It would be better if they didn't die.

Zhao Feifan showed a smile and shook his head.

Abandoning his comrades who have accompanied him through life and death, and living alone in the world?

He, Zhao Feifan, couldn't do it.

What's more, the opponent is in the Saint Star Realm. In their heyday, they couldn't block the opponent's moves. What can they do now? Even my life can't stop it for a second...

"Old man, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you," Zhao Feifan said apologetically.

Li Guang was silent for a moment.

"It's my regret not being able to become a marquis, not yours. Your regret is not being able to become a rich man."

As he said this, Li Guang couldn't help but laugh, "Hahaha..."

Zhao Feifan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Hahaha..."

Two laughters sounded in unison, hearty and free.

Relieve…

There are always regrets in the world, and no one can end his life alone, but as long as there are no regrets, it will be fine...

…

Qing Yi didn't care about that. He sneered and completely lost his patience. His five fingers grew sharp claws and stretched them out.

"Mr. Lang~ Since you don't want to go back, don't blame me for being rude~"

The words fell.

I saw a flash of green light, and Qing Yi's figure disappeared directly on the spot. As fast as a stream of light, he appeared in front of Zhao Feifan in just an instant from a distance of dozens of meters.

At this moment, she was no longer as gentle as before, her face was ferocious and twisted, a strange red light flashed in her pupils, and she spoke harshly every word.

"Why did you leave me, why!"

The cold light moved slightly.

The sharp claws that were tens of centimeters long suddenly grabbed Zhao Feifan.

Feeling the terrifying aura coming from the sharp claws, Zhao Feifan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt as if his throat was being strangled, making it difficult to breathe.

Uh-huh!

The sharp claws fell, and several red auras fell.

Withering flowers.

"Zhao, boy Zhao, no matter what...I'm older than you, how...can I let you come in front of me..."

Li Guang's energy was like a gossamer thread, and he continued intermittently. His body had also reached the extreme level of illusion, and there was a possibility of collapse at any time.

"Uncle Li..."

A line of clear tears fell down, Zhao Feifan seemed to have lost his mind, his lips trembled slightly, and he murmured to himself.

"Hehehehe..." Qing Yi covered her mouth and smiled shyly, "I didn't knock you down, Lang Jun. This time, I will take aim."

The cold light rose again, heading towards Zhao Feifan's chest.

"You dare!"

The wind picked up, and a powerful shout instantly enveloped the two of them.

Qingyi paused for a moment, but at that moment, a middle-aged man in black robe appeared.

Zhenling Army guard general, brave level, mid-stage Saint Star, Zheng Hao.

The aura emerged and the Tang sword fell.

"Tear-"

The claws shattered in response.

When the man was about to deal with Qing Yi, he felt his black robe being pulled down. He turned his head in confusion and saw Zhao Feifan, covered in blood, looking at him with pleading eyes.

"Save...save him...please..."

Tears flashed, and the tone was trembling.

In front of him, Li Guang's body was almost transparent and was dissipating rapidly.

Seeing this, the man quickly waved his hand and injected a ball of pure spiritual power into Li Guang's body.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in the sky, "Kill..."

Then, without waiting for the man to react, Qing Yi immediately turned around, a jade hand came out of his sleeve, and gently patted Zhao Feifan's body.

At the critical moment, a strange-shaped token lit up in Zhao Feifan's pocket, and several red light pillars rose up, forming a faint spiritual light that tightly wrapped Zhao Feifan's body.

A shield against the peak of Candlelight, but...

boom!

There was a loud noise, and a huge amount of smoke and dust was thrown up.

At this time, there was a sound of broken glass in the smoke, "click, click, click..."

The air was frozen to the extreme, and every sound was like the tip of a knife piercing my heart, extremely depressing...

The next moment, the shield shattered.

"puff!"

A stream of blood sprayed out and turned into blood mist.

Zhao Feifan's pupils were dilated, he could no longer support his body, and fell to the ground feebly...

"Am I...going to die..."