Volume 1: First Encounter with Love Chapter 118: Qing Yi Yanwu

The one who sneaked up from behind was 'Jiang Xiaowu', but at this time, one of Jiang Xiaowu's pupils was a normal color and the other was a red-gold color.

Her whole body was frozen, and her limbs were a little uncoordinated.

A hoarse voice sounded: "Ha! I didn't expect that this little girl like you is quite persistent! But in front of me, your resistance is in vain!"

'Jiang Xiaowu' ignored the voice and shouted to Li Yanxiao in the pit below: "Quickly - go!"

The hoarse voice snorted coldly: "Leave!? Gone!?"

I saw that the other pupil of 'Jiang Xiaowu' was also dyed red gold.

She stood in the sky with a cold expression, and her tyrannical pressure forced Li Yanxiao, who had just stood up tremblingly, to bend down.

The other dark shadows of the ferocious beasts did not pursue Li Yanxiao. They stood around Li Yanxiao to prevent him from escaping.

'Jiang Xiaowu' raised her wrist, and instantly the veins on her slender arm popped out, and a golden spear appeared.

The hoarse voice seemed to be pronouncing a sentence: "Yan Wu, I could have ascended to immortality back then, but for a fox demon, you killed me as an immortal and suppressed me for more than ten million years!"

"I will definitely avenge this hatred!"

'Jiang Xiaowu' looked ferocious, threw the golden gun in his hand, and ran towards Li Yanxiao.

Seeing the golden gun approaching, Li Yanxiao gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He drew a talisman with the blood and disappeared.

The next second the golden gun landed where Li Yanxiao had just been standing.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a pit with a diameter of fifteen meters appeared. Not even a speck of dust was thrown up by this blow. The dust that was thrown up had already been annihilated by the aftermath of the golden gun.

'Jiang Xiaowu' looked down at the pit and frowned.

At this time, Li Yanxiao's figure appeared ten meters away from the pit. Although he was not hit by the golden gun, he was seriously injured by the aftermath.

He had just tried his best to avoid it.

At this moment, he is like a lonely leaf swaying in the wind and rain, which may fall at any time.

Seeing Yan Wu's figure appear, 'Jiang Xiaowu' raised her hand and formed a golden spear again.

Li Yanxiao looked at the golden gun and took a long breath, regardless of the burning pain in his internal organs and the injuries on his body.

He faced 'Jiang Xiaowu' calmly. He had not thought about leaving today...

He still remembered that he had been that person's stand-in since he was a child, even though he had three sisters, Mengyu, Xiaotu, and Su Jiu.

But he knew that they wished they were someone else.

He doesn't like the feeling of being used as a substitute for others. Maybe death is a kind of relief...

Li Yanxiao has accepted death calmly, but for some reason he feels reluctant to let go of Mu Mengzi...

At this time, a golden light mark appeared between Li Yanxiao's eyebrows, and everything in the world turned into black and white.

Everything is frozen like a black and white photo.

'Jiang Xiaowu''s thoughts could still move, but they were limited to thoughts, while the thoughts of several other ferocious beasts were also frozen.

This figure whose appearance was unclear came out of Li Yanxiao's body. He was dressed in green clothes and looked like an immortal.

'Jiang Xiaowu''s golden pupils narrowed, she knew who these people in green clothes were.

Yanwu!

Qingyi Yanwu came to 'Jiang Xiaowu' in two steps, but he didn't make a move.

A calm voice sounded: "You hate me for taking away your immortal fate?"

'Jiang Xiaowu' regained her ability to speak, but she still couldn't move.

She couldn't care so much, the reluctance coming from the depths of her soul: "Hate! Why don't you hate!?"

"How many years did I practice before I was able to become the world's leader!? How many times did I have to face dangers in thunder and calamity before I got the chance to become an immortal!?"

"But for the sake of a nine-tailed sky fox, you deprived me of my immortality and sealed my fate for more than ten million years!"

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