Quick Transmigration: The villain made the hero cry again

Chapter 99 The substitute heroine whose spiritual root was taken away 8

Shen Chen added a sword just in case.

"Miaomiao!" Xie Xuan's eyes were red. He looked at Shen Chen coldly and disgustedly. If his murderous intention was real, Shen Chen would have died thousands of times.

Who is she? He is very familiar with Shen Chen. She is just an innocent little girl. Although she has the spiritual root of heaven, she does not have this ability at all.

He watched helplessly as Miaomiao fell in front of him, just like he did thousands of years ago.

A hundred years ago, he failed to protect her reincarnation, and even more so now.

His spiritual power increased suddenly, and he had the potential to break through Shen Chen's imprisonment.

However, Shen Chen calmly kicked the cold Bai Miaomiao into the spiritual spring.

The blood gradually dyed the pool water red.

Shen Chen's hands were covered in blood, but the expression on his face was pure and flawless, and there was no trace of malice in his clean eyes.

But the spiritual power of the entire Ling Mansion was spinning rapidly in a whirlpool, circling around with Shen Chen as the center. You could vaguely see the rich spiritual energy being compressed drop by drop, and then penetrated into Shen Chen's body.

In just a moment, this fairy mansion lost all its spiritual power and turned into an ordinary mustard space.

Shen Chen felt her body was extremely light, and she slowly looked towards Xie Xuan.

He casually reinforced a circle of spiritual cages.

He was teasing him in the spiritual cage with his disciple's severed arm, just like teasing a dog.

"Master, are you sad that I killed your Bai Yueguang and disciples?"

"Hate me?"

"Do you want to kill me? Do you want to destroy the world?"

Xie Xuan's narrow brows and eyes were so cold that he looked at Shen Chen as if he were looking at a dead person.

Shen Chen grabbed the hand and slapped him in the face: "Why are you staring?"

"Master is really unbehaved. Those who are unbehaved must be punished. What should we punish Master?"

Shen Chen raised his forehead as if in distress: "That's right, how about punishing Master to lose all his spiritual power and become a cripple."

Xie Xuan's cold face was filled with chills: "How dare you."

"Whether I dare or not, Master will tell if you give it a try." Shen Chen smiled and picked up Xie Xuan's natal gentleman's sword and forcibly severed the connection between them.

As he was forced to terminate the contract, Xie Xuan's hair was disheveled and his eyes were reddish. His mouth was bitter and salty after being severely injured, and the blood on his mouth that had not dried up became wet again.

Shen Chen's eyes were a little deeper. She liked to see this kind of high-mountain flower fall into dust and covered with mud.

She used her spiritual power as a lock and tied Xie Xuan to the dry spiritual pond. Because Shen Chen had drained his spiritual power, everything was desolate and ruined.

He is the only one who is not stained by dust, his face is aloof and inviolable, his head is raised high, and he looks down upon the world with an air of arrogance.

The bridge of his nose was straight, his lips were as red as blood, his breath was confused, his hair was messy, his hands were hung high by spiritual power locks, and his two feet were also tied with chains and pulled apart.

She held the Gentleman's Sword in her hand, and slashed his holy white clothes to pieces with each sword, leaving them hanging like rags on his porcelain-white shining body.

His angry and humiliated look just made Shen Chen feel more playful.

She held his chin with one hand and let the other hand roam around his body: "Bitch, don't act like you're in need of sex to seduce people."

Xie Xuan has been a proud man of heaven since he was a child. He has never been insulted by such dirty words.

A cultivator would not say such vulgar words.

He gritted his teeth and avoided her touch: "witch, don't touch me."

Shen Chen raised his eyebrows, and she stuffed her fingers into his mouth. Xie Xuan frowned, and bit Shen Chen's fingertips hard with his teeth.

Shen Chen seemed to feel no pain and played with his mouth wantonly, silver saliva dripping down slowly mixed with blood and glistening.

But he bit too hard.

Shen Chen stretched out his other hand and slapped him on the face, and bright red slap marks slowly appeared on his face.

(End of chapter)