The hug in Zhu Pengpei's fantasy did not come true. Chunling's meat bomb tank hit directly, almost knocking out Zhu Pengpei's gallbladder.

The next second, Jing Tu's sword penetrated Zhu Pengpei's navel.

Ling Chong's gun, the tip of the gun was buried in the pig's body, looking like a shit stick.

The old monk's sword cut off the pig's fluffy, spiral-shaped tail.

The old man's fist was like a normal one, but it only added a bruise to Zhu Pengpei's face.

Chun Ling fainted immediately, and Jing Dao and the other four people stepped back cautiously. This guy's aura was so strong, he shouldn't have been attacked so easily. Could he be a paper tiger?

Then they saw that it wasn't that Zhu Pengpei didn't want to defend, but that he couldn't.

The chains on his body emitted a faint black light and were tightly tied around his body. The image resembled the mascot of a tire factory that was not engaged in food evaluation.

The old monk turned his head, slowly opened his mouth, and saw Wen Wen leaning on the tree, his right hand slightly clasped in the direction of Zhu Pengpei, with a relaxed and carefree expression.

It was only when Wen Wen controlled Zhu Pengpei that their attacks could actually hit.

Zhu Pengpei is at least a first-class strong man. So what kind of amazing strength does this man who can control Zhu Pengpei with one hand have?

Sure enough, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. They met an expert today.

Jing Yan did not look back, but looked at the chains on Zhu Pengpei's body, and muddy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The chain was hanging on Zhu Pengpei's body before, but he didn't pay attention to it, just thinking it was a more delicate chain.

But now that it was covered with a black light, he recognized where the chain came from. He opened the hem of his robe and saw a black chain hanging around his waist. This chain was similar to the one on Zhu Pengpei.

The chains are exactly the same!

"Could it be that...I am finally not the last one?"

After thinking of this, Jing Diao smiled knowingly, and then fell straight to the ground.

The battle with Zhu Gangli had left him almost exhausted. He had only managed to hold on when facing Zhu Pengpei before.

Wen Wen was startled. This one-armed old man who seemed to correspond to the concierge "Jing Du" was one of his big gains. It would be terrible if he died like this.

He hurriedly approached and found that he was just exhausted, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at Zhu Pengpei. After all, Zhu Pengpei was a strong man in the True Order. He withstood those few attacks and it was not a big deal to him. It was just a flesh injury.

It was the sword edge and the gun head that collided together, causing a slight leak in his stomach.

"Why do you, a big...handsome guy, have time to come to see a young one? All you have to do is say hello to me, and I'll be there to find you."

Zhu Pengpei wanted to yell, but his big pig head could bend and stretch. Now his life was in Wen Wen's hands, so he was as respectful as he could be.

Seeing Zhu Pengpei's attitude, Ling Chong and others were even more surprised. A big monster at the level of a first-class monster king looks like a third grandson in front of you. What kind of monster are you?

Thinking back to Wen Wen's previous question about who were the top experts in the world, Ling Chong had a terrible guess in his mind.

This is a true fairyland expert who fell asleep many years ago. Now he wakes up from his slumber, and everything has changed...

Wen Wen didn't know what they were thinking about. He wanted to take Jing Shou and Zhu Pengpei away, so he said to Ling Chong: "You are here to get rid of the demon. I can't let you kill this pig demon, but I

I guarantee that he will never have another chance to cause trouble in the future, that’s no problem.”

"No problem, no problem, I just want to ask, sir, what is your name..."

"Name?"

Wen Wen scratched his chin: "Just call me, Black Cross."

After saying that, Wen Wen left with Chun Ling, Zhu Pengpei, and the unconscious Jing Dao.

After Ling Chong and the other three returned to the demon hunter camp, there were more rumors about the "Black Cross" in the world of superpowers.

Legend has it that this Black Cross is a powerful person in the True Immortal level, and is a True Immortal who has lived from ancient times to the present.

Suppressing the pig demon with one hand has become the strong demeanor that demon hunters yearn for.

…

Sitting next to the unconscious Jing Yan, Wen Wen sighed softly. He didn't know how to face this old man who was almost exhausted.

After this battle, Jing Diao's lifespan is running out, and it will be easy for Wen Wen to save him.

When the clones were made, there were still some fountains of life left. These fountains of life were placed in the space ring, not in the asylum.

These springs of life are enough to repair all the hidden wounds on Jing Diao's body and allow him to live for a few more years.

But should it be done?

Wen Wen saw the state of Jing Dao when he participated in the battle. It was a thought that he did not cherish himself at all. He hoped from the bottom of his heart that he could die in the battle.

Maybe just letting his life go by like this now is the destination he really wants. Giving him a few more years to live will make him suffer even more.

Jing Dao has experienced the most glorious years of the asylum. He knows how this organization protects the world. He has a strong sense of identification with this organization and is proud of his identity from the bottom of his heart.

But one day, this organization weakened.

No more new people joined the shelter, and the function of the shelter gradually weakened. The old people left one by one. Only Jing Dian, who was still young at the time, survived to the end.

In the end, he and the shelter gradually disappeared in the darkness, and no one cared...

He is the only one who bears all this, and this kind of psychological pressure is difficult for outsiders to imagine.

"Water...water..."

Jing Dao woke up, and Wen Wen hurriedly fed him some water.

Wen Wen was once curious about why in TV dramas, comatose people always had to drink water when they woke up.

But later when he was a novice detective, in order to arrest a prisoner, he fell from a third floor with him. As a result, he was in a coma for several days. His first reaction when he woke up was to drink water...

After drinking the water, Jing Yan looked at Wen Wen curiously, his eyes no longer lifeless, but with a hint of hope.

"Are you... from there?"

Wen Wen doesn't know the specific name of the shelter here, but the regulations on not disclosing the existence of the shelter to outsiders should be the same.

"Well, yes." Wen Wen thought for a while and agreed.

"That's good, that's good." Jing Diao let out a long breath and looked much more relaxed: "It's been really not easy for me these past few years..."

Then Jing Yan began to tell Wen Wen how he had persevered over the years, what kind of partners he had, who he admired most, who had the best character, who he liked the most...

From these narratives, Wen Wen heard a deep sense of nostalgia, which was the old man's persistence throughout his life.

After thinking for a while, Wen Wen took out the fountain of life with only the bottom of the bottle remaining, and placed it in front of Jing Shou.
Chapter completed!