As a god who has now stamped the seal on Gao Tianyuan, Qiao Xi's intuition is still quite reliable. For example, at this time.

The murderous aura of the Huojin God was walking up the way, without any concealing his breath. The bitter and suffocating murderous aura spread everywhere he passed, so that no matter the monsters or small animals around him, they subconsciously ran away in all directions.

——Of course, it was precisely because of this that Qiao Xi, who was following him, found his place without much effort.

Qiao Xi was only a little later than the young man, but when he passed, the two non-humans had already started fighting.

Moreover, Qiao Xi felt that the attack of the insect boy seemed a bit disgusting to be fair.

The unknown insects, who were originally installed in the exquisite lantern, made extremely harsh screams under the urging of the young man's demonic aura, and during this period, they were mixed with wings or carapaces rubbing against each other, making the whole scene look particularly ferocious.

On the contrary, the god of Fujin looked very neat and neat. The white cloth that was originally wrapped in a long sword in the boy's hand was untied halfway, and it turned into the boy's hand in a mess. The terrifying murderous aura emitted while staring at the boy's faceless face seemed to suppress the insects of the boy.

Without watching too much, Qiao Xi can only have the absolute advantage of the God of Fortune.

——Then the question is, the God of Fujin seems to be chasing the Bug Boy. Before that, what method did the worm boy escape from the hands of the God of Fujin, whose force is far better than that of him?

And it doesn't seem to be embarrassed (pointing the key points).

Qiao Xi unconsciously turned his gaze on the worm boy, guessing in his heart what was special about the boy.

After looking at it for a while, gradually, his attention was uncontrollable and attracted by the unknown decoration engraved with words hanging around the boy's neck.

——At the same time, he also confirmed that what the god of Fujin wanted was probably this unknown decoration.

To be honest, since the insect boy could escape from the hands of the God of Fujin before this, it was naturally a way to save his life. At the moment when he was almost about to be cut in half by the God of Fujin, Qiao Xi watched helplessly as a beautiful boy with beautiful eyes turned into a narrative insect and exploded all over the ground.

Qiao Xi:#Stunning jpg.#

Compared to Qiao Xi's shock, Fujin Shen obviously had experience with the boy's routine. His face did not change. His wrist flipped, and his long sword followed the place where the most insects were cut. In an instant, the friction between the carapace and the blade and the occasional bursting of the insects made his scalp numb.

Qiao Xi couldn't help but stretched out and rubbed his wrist.

Originally, the two people were fighting fiercely, but they were still involved in life and death. Qiao Xi immediately attracted both of them.

Qiao Xi: "..."

Qiao Xi sat on the tree, her face innocent expression was a little embarrassed, and her eyes looked over and the cold gaze of Fujinshen was right.

Although it is also a god born from human voluntary power, unlike the God of Fructus, which represents happiness and luck, as a god of disaster, whether it is human or monsters, the impression of it brings many unreasonable, disaster and misfortune in life.

——This is also the origin of the name #大子子#.

The good and bad luck in life are determined by gods, and the existence of the gods of misfortunes is to bring sadness and misfortunes to sentient beings without any mercy.

It sounds like he is exactly the same as Qiao Xi.

——However, as Qiao Xi knows, there are very few cases of the God of Fujin taking the initiative to harm people. However, some humans use the power of the God of Fujin to eliminate some existences that oppose themselves.

As for whether the God of Fujin itself will bring misfortune to people, Qiao Xi has not studied it, so he is really not sure.

Qiao Xi scratched her cheeks and showed a well-behaved smile on her face.

With just a moment of concentration, the insects that were already scattered all over the ground took this opportunity to escape in all directions.

The two gods who were looking at each other also discovered this phenomenon at the same time.

Qiao Xi: "..."

The face of Huojin Shen suddenly became cold, and he retracted his eyes from Qiao Xi, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry. Instead, he slowly untied the strip of cloth wrapped around his right hand with one hand, and then slowly wrapped it back along the long knife bit by bit.

Qiao Xi sat on the tree and maintained her previous posture without moving. She quietly looked at his series of movements. When the God of Fujin wrapped the cloth strip and was about to leave, she raised her hand and pointed to the long knife in his hand, and said hesitantly: "That...the breath seems a bit strange..."

Huojin Shen narrowed his eyes, looked up at Qiao Xi with an expressionless face, and then lowered his head and glanced at the long sword in his hand - Qiao Xi did not miss the flash of surprise that flashed through the other party's eyes.

However, this young man, Fujin Shen, probably didn't like to communicate with others to the extreme. From the beginning to the end, he never gave Qiao Xi any more reactions. He just followed the demonic aura of the worms scattered around him and chased him over.

Qiao Xi: "..."

The boy's movements were quite slow, and there was no sense of urgency to chase others. Qiao Xi squatted on the branch and watched the boy's figure gradually disappear among the shadowy tree shadows. After thinking for a few seconds, he decided to follow the boy.

He originally planned to follow the other party and see what he was doing, but unfortunately he didn't get what he wanted.

What you have to say can probably be summarized as #Die before you succeed#.

Hmm, to be more specific, Qiao Xi lost the fight...

Qiao Xi sat cross-legged on a big rock under a tree on the top of a mountain with aggrieved grievance, feeling a little disappointed for a moment.

On the tree next to it, a furry little squirrel tilted his head and looked at him on the tree for a while, quietly climbed down the trunk, and then tentatively came to Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi raised his hand and poked the little squirrel's furry buttocks, and unconsciously raised his hand and touched it on the tip of his nose.

There was a very shallow trace on the tip of his nose.

Not long ago, the long sword in the hands of the God of Fujin almost wiped his face without any ambiguity.

Although Qiao Xi moved back a few centimeters in a critical moment, he avoided the actual blade, but did not avoid the malicious evil aura wrapped around the blade.

I have to admit that the moment the blade passed by, Qiao Xi's whole mind was shocked by that special aura.
Chapter completed!