Is there anything in this world that "just should be"?
Looking at the back of the person he rescued who fled, Hua Yu felt a little bad.
But at this moment, he didn't have time to think about anything else. He only saw his fingers outline a pattern on the compass, and his fingers pulled the red light. Immediately, a circle of light burst out from the compass, and then quickly fell, forming a A barrier enveloped Feitou, who was entangled with Cui Lang.
Feitou did not panic, but looked at Hua Yu with a joking look, as if he was laughing at the other person's overestimation of his abilities.
Immediately afterwards, Feitou began to hit the barrier in front of him again.
There was a "bang" sound, and light patterns rippled in the barrier, as if it had received a considerable impact.
Hua Yu's expression quickly became serious.
When the flying head hit and expanded for the second time, he took another step back and his face turned pale instantly.
The flying head obviously hit the edge of the magic circle, but now it looks more like it caused a big impact on Hua Yu, the creator of the magic circle.
Hua Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the churning energy and blood in his body, then took a step forward and stood in the same position again.
But when Feitou launched the third impact, the barrier instantly shattered, and cracks began to spread. When the crisp sound came, Hua Yu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Cui Lang glanced at Hua Yu and suddenly became anxious.
He struggled to stand up, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, but when he tried to exert force, his arms trembled as if uncontrollably.
"Hey!" He endured the pain in his chest and roared, his white teeth stained with light red blood.
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"Don't go there!" Hua Yu shouted.
Cui Lang turned a deaf ear!
He knew that if he didn't do anything now, Hua Yu would definitely not be able to hold on!
It's obviously just a head, but it's incredibly powerful...
Just as he rushed forward, the barrier shattered and the head rushed towards him.
Cui Lang waved the knife in his hand desperately, but Feitou calmly passed through the attack, and then passed over Cui Lang's shoulder, his sharp teeth clenching.
"Ah!" A shrill scream resounded through the forest, and bright red blood spurted out from his shoulder.
Fei's head stopped in the air and turned around. His face covered by hair was stained with blood. His mouth was still refusing, and his teeth were covered with pieces of meat torn from Cui Lang's shoulders.
Cui Lang glanced at his shoulders, puffed his cheeks and sucked in cool air, trying to relieve the pain in his body in this way.
Hua Yu's face turned pale. When the barrier was broken, he spat out another mouthful of blood. The compass in his hand had lost its luster.
He looked at the flying head with despair in his eyes.
Cui Lang slowly turned around and raised the knife in his hand again. His clothes were stained red with blood, but his eyes were still resolute.
"Damn, I saved a white-eyed wolf..." Hua Yu said bitterly.
Cui Lang's eyes were fixed on Feitou in front of him, but he said: "We have to explain everything here today."
"What do you want me to say?" Hua Yu said feebly.
Fei looked at them and suddenly launched an attack.
He was not in the mood to listen to Hua Yu and Cui Lang talking.
And the target he chose this time was still Cui Lang.
In fact, no matter it is Cui Lang
Hua Yu has lost his fighting ability at this time. In its eyes, any one of them is a lamb to be slaughtered. There is no special reason why Cui Lang was chosen, just because...
At this moment, Cui Lang was still standing between Hua Yu and Feitou, blocking the opponent's attack route.
He and Hua Yu joined the Demon Suppression Division in the same year.
Hua Yu is a formation master, and he is a martial artist.
The two have always been the best match. Although they are only D-level, they have jointly solved a C-level.
This was also praised by Master Geng, the sword holder of Haicheng at the time.
As a warrior, you have to be responsible for the frontal attack, buy enough time for Hua Yu, the formation master, and also be responsible for protecting his safety.
Slowly, Cui Lang got used to this position. Even now, he reflexively blocked Hua Yu.
But when Feitou was about to rush over, a rainbow of light suddenly fell above his head.
With a "bang" sound, Guanghong knocked the flying head away hard.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind and the leaves rustled.
The terrifying pressure instantly shrouded the area. When Feitou wanted to escape, a powerful voice seemed to come from all directions, which was a bit ethereal.
"I want to run now...it's too late!"
Another rainbow of light fell, and a figure flashed in the rainbow. The opponent's burly body was extremely oppressive. The hammer in his hand fell suddenly, and brilliance splashed everywhere in an instant!
When the sledgehammer came into contact with Feitou, there was a roar, and Qi rippled in the air. The originally indestructible Feitou was now like a pebble, falling apart under the impact of the sledgehammer!
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Blood, mixed with sticky brain matter, splashed onto Cui Lang's face.
He wiped his face and stared at the man with the sledgehammer with wide eyes.
Feitou, who almost killed them, and the terrifying existence that left them unable to find any flaws, completely disappeared under the opponent's blow!
"Yes...it's Mr. Xingjun!" Cui Lang said excitedly.
Meng Xinshu put away his hammer and glanced at Cui Lang and Hua Yu with a solemn expression.
"Lord Xingjun!" Hua Yu struggled to get up, but saw Meng Xinshu waving his hand at him.
"Lie down. Someone will come to pick you up later. Don't move around." Meng Xinshu said.
"yes……"
"You don't have to look so ugly. This injury won't kill you." Meng Xinshu joked, "Besides, this is considered a work-related injury, and you can take paid leave from now on."
Hua Yu and Cui Lang looked at each other, probably because they didn't expect that someone like Meng Xinshu would still joke, and moreover, to them.
After all, Meng Xinshu is not only one of the Star Lords of Guanlong Mountain, but also one of the few S-level masters in Daxia Kingdom. Such a person is definitely a superior being in their eyes.
Meng Xinshu looked around, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Little guy, remember, as a member of the Demon Suppression Division, the only people you can trust are your teammates. Never place your hopes on others."
Hua Yu was slightly startled and realized that the other party's words were meant for him.
There was indeed some resentment in his heart. After all, if Meng Xinshu hadn't arrived in time, they would have been killed by now. However, the person they rescued, as a warrior, ignored them and only focused on his own escape.
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After a long silence, Hua Yu lowered his head and said bitterly: "Lord Xingjun, I just think...it's unfair."
"If you want fairness, you shouldn't enter the Demon Suppression Division. Do you think it's so easy to lift the torch?" Meng Xinshu turned to look at Hua Yu, his voice was neither soft nor serious, "Boy, it's not you who can take it with you in the Demon Suppression Division." What you brag about over a drink with your friends is a yoke around your neck and a belief that you will spend your whole life pursuing.
This sounds a bit false, and you may even feel stupid, right? But you can come to this world and live to hear what I say, because before you, countless fools filled the ravines with their corpses. "
Seeing people from the Demon Suppression Department approaching in the distance, Meng Xinshu turned and left.
Hua Yu and Cui Lang were still stunned.
After a while, the wind blew, and Cui Lang glanced at Hua Yu: "What are you thinking about?"
Hua Yu frowned: "I'm wondering...if it's worth it. What about you?"
Cui Lang looked at the direction Meng Xinshu was leaving with a longing look on his face: "I'm thinking that if one day I become Star Lord, I will also dress like this."
