The white-haired man looked at the little red bird flapping its wings in fear in the palm of his hand, trying to escape, and murmured to himself: "Sure enough, he has the genes of both Phoenix and Kunpeng, and he is still just a larvae. Who on earth can do this? To what extent?"
Bao'er looked at the white-haired man, blinked and said, "You wouldn't bully a child and a pet, would you?"
When the white-haired man heard Bao'er's words, his eyes fell on Bao'er again, smiled, and raised his palm slightly. The little red bird suddenly lost its restraints, flapped its wings and fled back behind Bao'er, too scared to show his face. head.
"What's your name?" The white-haired man looked at Bao'er and asked.
"Bao'er, Han Bao'er." Bao'er replied seriously. Except when she was in front of Han Sen and Ji Yanran, it was rare to see her so well-behaved and honest.
"Yes, say hello to your father for me." The white-haired man nodded slightly, glanced at Bao'er, and then turned around and left.
"What's your name?" Bao'er asked, looking at the white-haired man.
"Taiyi." The white-haired man did not look back, and continued to walk forward. In a few steps, his figure seemed to have entered the void.
"What are you going to do?" Bao'er asked again.
"Collect debts and get back some things that don't belong to them..." The white-haired man's voice came from the void, but became farther and farther away, and finally became completely inaudible.
Luo Ye trembled all over as he watched. After the starry sky shifted, sound could still be transmitted back. He had never heard of such a thing. Even the White Emperor probably couldn't do it.
"Help..." Luo Ye was in a daze of fear when he heard someone screaming sadly.
Turning his head to look over, he saw a woman in pink stumbling toward her in the midst of the chaos, screaming in terror as she ran away.
Chasing behind her was a duke-level alien worker who had no weapons and was chasing the woman with his bare hands.
Judging from the woman's speed and movement, she seemed to be stronger than the duke-level worker, but she was so frightened that she stumbled and kept running away, as if she didn't dare to resist at all.
Bao'er looked at Ning Yue running towards this side with curiosity on her face. She naturally had some impression of Ning Yue, but it was hard to imagine that this could be the Ning Yue from before.
"Save me... Bao'er, please save me..." Ning Yue ran towards Bao'er like a bereaved dog.
"Let him come over." Bao'er said quickly when he saw Luo Ye trying to stop Ning Yue.
Ning Yue stumbled to Bao'er, squatted behind Bao'er, and said tremblingly: "It's... too scary... Bao'er, save me..."
"Pfft, Miss Ning Yue, you should be much stronger than that Duke, why are you afraid of him?" Bao'er looked at Ning Yue behind him with a smile, as if he saw some fun toy.
Ning Yue's body was still trembling, her face was pale, and she looked really frightened: "Fighting... fighting is wrong... killing people is even more wrong... and... and she is such a beautiful woman. child……"
"Pfft!" Bao'er couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud again. He narrowed his crescent-like eyes and stroked Ning Yue's hair with his small hands and said, "Yes, yes, you are absolutely right. Like us, Beautiful and lovely girls should not fight and kill people."
"Yes!" Ning Yue nodded in agreement, the shock on her face not yet receding.
Luo Ye obviously did not agree with their statement, and the dagger directly cut off the head of the duke who rushed over.
"What happened? Why did it become like this? Is it related to the man just now?" Luo Ye looked around and saw killings everywhere, feeling shocked and confused.
Soon, another creature rushed over, and they didn't listen to Luo Ye's warning at all. Luo Ye could only fight with them.
…
Han Sen and Madam Jing were still in a stalemate, neither of them willing to give in.
"Between me and her, you can only choose one." Mrs. Jing looked at Han Sen and said, never putting down the broken sword in her hand.
"Let's go together. In such a spooky place, it's always a good thing to have multiple companions." Han Sen smiled.
"It depends on what kind of companion it is. I don't want to carry a bomb that may explode at any time." Mrs. Jing said.
"Then I'll take her back and you can continue walking. Is this okay?" Han Sen thought for a moment and said.
"No, do you want her to harm my Chunyu?" Mrs. Jing frowned.
"Then she and I will wait here and not go anywhere." Han Sen added.
"No, you can't do it, then I'll help you." Mrs. Jing said, swinging her sword to kill the girl in Han Sen's arms.
Although Madam Jing's power has fallen to the king level, her artistic conception and understanding of power are all at the deity level. This sword slash is like a startling rainbow between heaven and earth. It does not go straight and straight, but along a non-mysterious path. The trajectory of the string arc is advancing, making it impossible to figure out where the sword is going.
Han Sen's movements changed at his feet, but after changing several movements in succession, he still couldn't dodge Madam Jing's sword. He had to slap the broken sword with one palm, not touching it. Blade.
The Broken Sword was so sharp that it could even cut through the Requiem Tree. Han Sen did not dare to touch it head-on with his own blade. Even a deified-level exotic treasure might be injured by the Broken Sword.
But when he slapped the broken sword with his palm, he felt a pain in his chest, and he was knocked away by a force. The blood in his chest surged, and he almost spurted out blood.
"What's going on? The attack on my chest seems to be my own power?" Han Sen was confused, but Mrs. Jing's hand broke off and the sword struck again.
Madam Jing is indeed a deified-level expert. Her swordsmanship and artistic conception are not inferior to Han Sen's. She can even be a bit stronger.
Moreover, her swordsmanship is very strange. No matter how Han Sen's body skills change, he can't dodge it. It seems to be a unnatural hit, but there is no causal power involved.
Bang!
Han Sen could only reach out and slap the broken sword away again. Just like last time, he slapped the broken sword with his palm, and he was immediately knocked away as if he had been hit hard.
Madam Jing pursued her like a shadow, slashing at the girl Wan'er in Han Sen's arms.
"Is this your mirror spirit body?" Han Sen asked as he retreated.
"Yes, even if we are both kings, it is not difficult for me to kill you, so don't challenge my patience." Mrs. Jing said coldly.
"That's not necessarily true. Your mirror spirit body can only reflect attacks, so it's nothing special." Han Sen said.
"It's nothing special at first. I just need to be able to kill you." Mrs. Jing said calmly.
"Are you willing to kill me?" Han Sen had no choice but to retreat. He could no longer dodge the sword, and he couldn't attack Madam Jing or the broken sword. He suddenly turned around and blocked Madam Jing's sword with his own body. .
"Don't think that I really won't kill you." Mrs. Jing forcibly stopped her sword and said angrily.
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