Lingchan sat on a large flattened stone.
Five hearts are raised to the sky, eyes are closed, and luck is inhaled.
Xue Xingchi guarded her intently.
There was a faint black air on his fingertips, but the fox refused to show his body.
The black energy on Xue Xingchi's fingertips grew stronger.
The fox reluctantly appeared, huddled in Xue Xingchi's ear, and whispered: "Ancestor, if she sees it, we will both be finished!"
Xue Xingchi pitifully showed weakness to Lingchan to gain sympathy, but those grievances were just food for the fox. As long as the fox was around, Xue Xingchi would not be hurt at all.
Xue Xingchi did it on purpose.
He indulged his emotions and caused a lot of resentment, forcing Chan to choose between himself and others.
If Lingchan saw the fox, how could she not guess it with her intelligence?
Xue Xingchi did not answer the fox's words and just ordered: "Be careful and don't let danger get close."
Xue Xingchi is just an ordinary person, he can't protect Lingchan.
The fox was speechless: "...Talents don't need you..."
The remaining words were swallowed by Xue Xingchi's solemn eyes, and the fox flattered him: "Yes, yes, I will obey your orders, I will never let the monster get close!"
It's ridiculous to say that Lingchan was injured all over her body because she was fighting against resentment. Now, she has to rely on resentment for protection!
The fox patrolled and guarded conscientiously. There was nothing bad in this underground palace... The scenery was peaceful for a while.
Xue Xingchi breathed a sigh of relief.
He held a talisman in his hand and stood opposite Lingchan, his eyes tracing the words gently.
He couldn't get enough of her.
By the time he received the warning from the fox, it was already too late.
The attacker was a big demon, but Xue Xingchi was just a mortal. He threw himself on Lingchan, trying to wake her up and protect her.
The protective charms lit up one after another, and then went out one by one.
Within a few breaths, all the spells in Xue Xingchi's arms dissipated.
He used his body to block Lingchan's face firmly.
He promised Lingchan to protect her.
He must do it.
The girl in her arms opened her eyes, her face was as pale as paper, but her eyes were calm and cold.
Lingchan clenched his five fingers, pulled out the long sword, and swung the sword to block the monster's brutal blow.
clang--
A sharp sound sounded, and the force of the shock came along the long sword, causing Chan to cough up a mouthful of blood.
Lingchan pushed Xue Xingchi away from her body and said concisely: "Stand behind me."
When the attack failed, the monster struck again, grabbing Lingchan's arm with its sharp claws and holding her soaring into the sky.
Lingchan had a serious look on his face and cut off the monster's claws with his backhand.
The demonic beast was furious with pain. It spread its huge wings and fanned it, and the strong wind carried away the flying sand.
Ling Chan narrowed her eyes.
She gripped the sword tightly, and a lot of blood flowed into her palm, both her own and the monster's. It was so cold and slippery that she almost couldn't hold the sword.
The monster seizes the opportunity! He rushed over and wanted to take Lingchan away.
Ling Chan hesitated for a moment.
Seeing that she was about to be injured, Xue Xingchi rushed over.
He blocked the blow for her.
Xue Xingchi's face was as white as snow and he murmured in a low voice: "...Chanchan, I can also protect you..." I am not a waste.
Lingchan's pupils shrank, and she suddenly swung her sword to save him, but the monster flapped its wings and flew away with the person in its mouth.
Xue Xingchi stretched out his hand to her with all his strength, but only the empty wind slipped from his palm.
He caught nothing.
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The monster flew away with Xue Xingchi.
Ling Chan coughed up a mouthful of blood and meditated on the spot.
The system felt extremely distressed: [The original character is so kind... She is willing to fight to the death to save people like Xue Xingchi! Chanchan, you have suffered so much... Next time I will definitely choose a bad woman for you who only has herself in her heart! 】
Lingchan stuffed the healing medicine into her mouth while answering the system: "It's not easy to be a good person... Fortunately, I am a bad person." 】
She was in no hurry to save Xue Xingchi.
Maybe Xue Xingchi will perform better without her? Anyway, he is the ultimate villain and has many golden fingers. He will not die so easily?
It took Chan to adjust the breath of a stick of incense. During this period, there were more and more demons and ghosts in the underground palace. Ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and there was a gloomy atmosphere. Something was obviously not right.
[Did something happen to Fuyao Light? ] Ling Chan was a little confused.
With his fighting power, these ghosts are just a matter of sword?
[I briefly analyzed this underground palace. ] The system spoke a long list of professional terms that Lingchan didn't understand, and then suggested: [Wait here, something will come to you. 】
【how do you know? 】
[Read the script. 】The system is very honest.
Ling Chan obeyed the system's instructions.
After a while, a big and ugly monster flew in front of Lingchan. It had a round head with scales and a body covered with feathers... The monster, which looked very unintelligent, opened its mouth and spit out a few spiritual energy. formed words.
It was a weird scarlet color, and it said concisely: [Follow me. 】
Lingchan followed it and stepped on a strange pattern.
This place was previously covered by a large piece of rubble. If the monster's wings hadn't blown away all the obstacles, Lingchan would have never been able to find this place.
The demonic beast spat out a few more shapeless words, which sank below and merged with the formation. In the interlaced golden and red light, Ling Chan fell rapidly.
Through the thick mud, she fell into a hall.
Lingchan glanced around and suddenly realized that this was the hall of the city lord's mansion.
The space size, furnishings and decoration are exactly the same.
Lingchan looked up. The ceiling where she landed was intact.
She looked around and sat down on the red-winged wood carved bench.
He knocked on the table and asked with interest: "Can I bring a pot of tea? I'm a little thirsty."
There was a moment of dead silence.
Halfway through, a figure slowly appeared on the main seat, "You yellow-haired girl, you are quite courageous!"
