assist?

"I don't have the strength, please look for someone else."

Regardless of the other party's yelling, Zhao Yang hung up the phone.

His hand holding the sword was shaking a little.

If you look carefully, you can see that Zhao Yang's face has become so pale.

"There is a mild fracture of the left arm, the ribs on the right chest are dislocated, and the consumption of true qi in the body is 83%. This is the immediate node that is about to reach the first level of self-protection..."

He stretched out his hand and tapped his chest. He felt a little more stuffy and Zhao Yang let out a long sigh.

"I'm so tired, I want to just sleep like this..."

After resting for a while, I looked at the minced meat under me, and thought about it, and the image of the oven around me flashed.

"Don't waste it..."

The temperature rises...

The weird flesh and blood contain a very high concentration of spiritual energy.

They are all spiritual energy contaminated by black films, which are absolutely unavailable to normal people. If they are used forcibly, they will be assimilated by their spirits, gradually become weird, or die.

This requires a round of mental testing.

Most people can't stand it, and what they have endured is just a bunch of low-level weird things that have no autonomy.

It's like a blood slave in some vampire novels...

Zhao Yang is not afraid of this.

A B-level monster can still be cut clean with his wisdom sword, and the Pure Yang Golden Pill can also extract the black films inside the monster and throw them out.

About half an hour later, Zhao Yang opened his eyes.

Looking at the strange corpses around that had turned into a pile of gray carbon, Zhao Yang was furious.

"Please trouble you."

"No trouble, this is what I should do."

In front of him, Shen Bing, who appeared here at some point, smiled and said to Zhao Yang.

A starlight radiated out from all over his body, gradually wrapping Zhao Yang's body, and finally turned into a light that was invisible to the naked eye and flew towards the north.

After the two left for ten minutes, the roar of helicopters rang out from the sky.

"A hundred meters above the ground, ready to land."

"Jump!"

A group of soldiers in special combat uniforms jumped down from the helicopter.

Eight helicopters and hundreds of elite special forces began to clean up the battlefield, deal with the remaining things that were left after the strange deaths, and chased and killed the other monsters that fled.

......

......

When the sun rose the next day, Zhao Yang was already lying on the big bed in his house.

"woke up?"

In the room, Shen Bing was holding a tray with a piece of steak and a glass of milk on it.

She just walked in.

"Um."

“How does it feel?”

"fine."

"Um."

Shen Bing put down the things in his hand, looked at Zhao Yang who was about to get up and smiled, "You take off your disguise when you sleep, which is much gentler than you usually do."

"Gentle?" Zhao Yang turned to look at her.

"Hey, let's drink some milk first."

While speaking, Shen Bing handed over the cup.

After taking the milk, Zhao Yang looked at her and took a sip.

One mouthful...

"Slow down, no one will compete with you."

Seeing Zhao Yang drinking all the milk in one mouthful, Shen Bing laughed out loud.

"Well...what happened later?"

Putting down the cup, Zhao Yang picked up the steak and took a bite.

Shen Bing didn't prepare chopsticks, knives and forks for him...How to use that thing?

"It's all gone."

Shen Bing blinked and said, "They killed all the pets raised by the strange god master, but the real master didn't catch any of them."

"Um?"

"Don't look at me like that, I can't break the rules of the game."

Shen Bing had no choice but to: "Even if I want to help, they can't jump into the ground and catch the monsters a hundred meters, right?"

"Not doing my best."

After swallowing the steak, it felt like the taste was still done. Zhao Yang wiped his mouth and said, "Where is the blood-colored candle dragon man?"

"What are you looking for him?"

"It's a loss to take a day off and let him go with me tomorrow."

"he?"

"Multiple meat shields are pretty good."

Speaking of this, Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment.

Turning his head, Zhao Yang looked at Shen Bing and whispered: "Is there any special place in Bingcheng?"

Shen Bing's movements froze for a moment.

"The range of weird distribution is wrong. The south is in chaos. There is not even a decent weird thing on the Ice City?"

"Maybe, even weird people are afraid of the cold..." Shen Bing smiled a little reluctantly.

"What did you do?" Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes at her.

"I..."

Shen Bing shut up and said nothing.

Seeing her appearance, Zhao Yang nodded.

"I see."

What do you know?

Shen Bing's eyes widened for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, she saw the Erxin Sword trembling on the wall.

The next second, a sword light broke through the clouds and exploded directly in the sky.

Invisible pressure.

The traces of sword energy that belonged to the sword cultivator began to permeate the entire ice city.

Shen Bing: "????"

Walking out the window quickly and looking at the sword energy on the clouds in the sky, Shen Bing said angrily and amusedly: "Sword Cultivator is still so naughty?"

While speaking, in the perspective that mortals cannot see, countless starry lights fell from the sky and returned to Shen Bing's body.

This was the arrangement she had set up in the Ice City before, which was equivalent to the beast's method of declaring the territory. It was to use her strength as a warning to the weirdo, so that the weirdo dared not approach.

But now, the mark she left was replaced by Zhao Yang.

What responded to her was Zhao Yang's indifferent expression.

"Since you have set the rules, it's better to abide by them."

Shen Bing was speechless.

Is this trying to make her angry?

No!

This is just the sword cultivator on the opposite side expressing his dissatisfaction!

Shen Bing wants to live in a comfortable city, but Zhao Yang wants people in this city to feel the tense atmosphere of the arrival of doomsday!

If the mark of the Star Palace is a magnificent suppression of all things, the mark of the sword cultivator lineage is a naked provocation!

If you dare to come, I will dare to kill!

Feeling that there were already a few breaths in the distance, Shen Bing rolled his eyes, and under Zhao Yang's gaze, some star lights radiated, adding a small mark to the vicinity of Linjiang Bay.

This time, Zhao Yang didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Shen Bing laughed angrily: "Double standards!"

"Well...what, haven't you said where the blood-colored candle dragon went?"

Zhao Yang's crappy shifting topic.

Seeing this, Shen Bing smiled and gave him a blank look: "He is probably about to swim to the East China Sea now."

"tour?"

"Yeah, swim over."

Zhao Yang: "...".

......

......

A beach in the East China Sea.

Next to the shallow water area isolation net, the blood-colored candle dragon wearing only one swimming trunk was confused.

Just outside the net, a weird octopus was thrusting towards him.

Behind it...

A giant turtle with a body length of more than 100 meters is following along the way.

From time to time, I still bite behind the octopus...

"Guru net scatters!"

"Guru net scatters!"

Waving his tentacles, the giant octopus kept shouting at the blood-colored candle dragon while running.

The blood-colored candle dragon couldn't understand what it said.

He doesn't need to understand...

The giant turtle seemed to have found it close to the shallow sea. When it approached again, it suddenly grew its mouth.

One bite!
Chapter completed!