Female President’s Bodyguard Chapter 3930: Lao Ri is dead
Puff!
The sound of the sharp blade tearing the flesh.
Venerable Sun let out a scream, he wanted to make another punch, but couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground.
Boom!
Xiao Chen also fell heavily to the ground, and Xuanyuan Dao fell to the side.
He couldn't hold on anymore, especially the last punch of Venerable Sun.
Even if he blocked it with his arm, it hit his head, making his head, which was already in pain due to the tearing of the soul, more like it was about to burst.
"Xiao Chen!"
Xiao Yi and they all rushed forward.
The old fortune teller appeared in front of Xiao Chen for an instant, clasping his wrist.
"Old fortune teller, how about Xiao Chen?"
Xiao Yi asked hurriedly, very worried.
"The injury is serious."
The old fortune teller's slow voice.
When they heard the old fortune-teller's words, Xiao Yi and the others were even more worried.
"The biggest damage comes from the soul, but the body is okay."
The old fortune teller said again.
"Soul? You won't be able to wake up again, right?"
Bai Ye frowned. The last time Xiao Chen killed the Blood Emperor, his soul was seriously damaged, so Joan went to save him.
If it hadn't been for Joan, no one knew how long Xiao Chen would sleep.
"Not so much."
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"That's okay."
Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief, then thought of something, grabbed the Xuanyuan knife on the ground, and went straight to the sun venerable in the pool of blood.
He raised the knife and slashed it severely.
"Damn, dare to hurt Brother Chen, I will kill you!"
Puff!
Xuanyuan knife slashed on Venerable Sun's body, and there was more blood.
The Sun Venerable at this time was dying, he couldn't avoid it at all, and he didn't have the power to fight back.
Just now, Xiao Chen almost chopped off half of his body at the last moment.
"Ah..."
The screams of Venerable Sun became extremely weak.
"Yes, hack him to death!"
Knife and they also came forward, roaring.
"Stop!"
A voice sounded.
White Night, they turned their heads to look, they were old fortune tellers.
"It's still useful, I want to ask him a few words."
The old fortune teller said, took out a pill, stuffed it into Xiao Chen's mouth, and walked over.
"Then you ask first, we will cut it after we finish asking."
Said Bai Ye.
"..."
The speechless old fortune-tellers, are the young people so cruel now?
He came to Venerable Sun and squatted down.
He could see that the Sun Venerable was dead.
The gods are hard to save.
However, he didn't plan to save either.
"Ah..."
Venerable Sun still has some consciousness, screaming.
"Why are you a member of the Holy Heaven?"
The old fortune teller asked.
"I...I can't say anything."
His Venerable Sun gritted his teeth.
"Oh."
The old fortune-teller nodded. He wanted to use some tricks, but when he thought of being in front of so many people, he gave up.
"Forget it, it's useless...Bai, you guys hack him to death."
After the old fortune teller finished speaking, he really didn't ask any more, got up and went back.
"..."
Venerable Sun looked at the back of the old fortune-teller, and was stunned. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
But the sharp pain in his abdomen made him unable to say anything.
"Huh? Oh, good."
Bai Ye was also stunned, and then reacted, raising the Xuanyuan knife.
"Puff..."
His Venerable spit out a big mouthful of blood, his body trembled, and the expression in his eyes gradually dimmed.
He can't hold on anymore.
Even if he uses internal force to suppress the wound, he cannot hold on for too long.
The wound is too big, the wound is too serious.
"No way, this is dead? I haven't cut it yet."
White Ye frowned.
Just as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Dao trembled and flew out.
Puff!
The Xuanyuan knife turned into a golden glow and pierced the body of Venerable Sun.
"Fuck..."
Bai Ye's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.
"This knife...flew out by itself!"
The old fortune-teller turned his head, glanced at the Xuanyuan knife on Venerable Sun's body, frowned slightly, but didn't do anything.
He doesn't plan to do more, so let Xiao Chen handle it.
The others are surprised. Are the magic soldiers alive?
This knife is actually avenging Xiao Chen?
They didn't think about it too much, they couldn't think of it.
I just thought that Xuanyuan Dao was avenging Xiao Chen.
They couldn't believe the death of Venerable Sun, and they also had a lot of emotion.
It can be said that Sun Venerable died at the hands of Xiao Chen.
"Unexpectedly, he could really kill Sun Venerable."
Xuan Kong looked at Xiao Chen and then at the dead Sun Venerable, feeling very uneasy.
At the beginning, he had fought Xiao Chen, and it didn't take long for this kid to be able to kill Seventh Heaven.
Now, it should be easy for Xiao Chen to kill him, right?
"Yes, he said he wanted to kill Seventh Heaven, but he really did."
Ximenping also nodded, but fortunately he didn't continue to be an enemy of Xiao Chen, otherwise the grass at the head of the grave would have grown taller.
"Old fortune teller, how about Xiao Chen? Why don't you wake up yet?"
Xiao Yi doesn't care whether Lord Sun is dead or not, what he cares about is Xiao Chen's condition.
"I will wake up soon."
The old fortune teller said.
Just as his voice fell, Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes.
However, he looks a little scary as Qiqiao is bleeding.
The eyes are all red and full of blood.
"Cough..."
Xiao Chen coughed up another mouthful of blood, feeling as painful as his head was about to explode.
"Boy, you are awake."
Xiao Yi couldn't help being overjoyed when Xiao Chen woke up.
"Um..."
Xiao Chen wanted to nod, but still didn't dare. He didn't dare to move now, and slight movements would make him more painful.
"Almost died..."
"Isn't it almost, if it weren't for my old man, you wouldn't be able to wake up."
The old fortune teller is out of anger.
"The pill just now can be deadly flesh and blood..."
"Should I spit it out and give it back to you?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and grudgingly smiled.
"Okay, then you can spit it out."
The old fortune teller nodded.
"Forget it, it has been digested."
Xiao Chen said, looking to the side.
"Where is the Sun Venerable?"
"Dead."
The old fortune teller replied.
"Your last knife almost cut him off, it's hard to save the gods."
"Dead..."
Xiao Chen smiled and finished her bragging.
Tonight, he killed Seventh Heaven!
Although it was the same game, he almost died, but he can still kill Seventh Heaven!
Think of something, he looked around again.
"Are you looking for Xuanyuan Dao? Where is it on Venerable Sun."
The old fortune teller said.
"Huh?"
Xiao Chen frowned. He remembered that he pulled out the Xuanyuan knife one last time.
"I flew over by myself..."
The old fortune teller's slow voice.
"Myself..."
Xiao Chen was surprised, and then reacted and didn't say any more.
However, worries flashed across his face, and he was already able to fly by himself. Is he really going to break the seal?
"Don't think too much, let's heal your injury."
The old fortune teller seemed to know what Xiao Chen was worried about, and said.
"Hmm."
Xiao Chen suppressed his worry and waited until he was ready. Worrying was useless anyway.
"Let's go down the mountain."
The old fortune-teller glanced at the Venerable Sun again, and with his eyesight, it was natural to see that the Venerable Sun was ‘emptied’.
Fortunately, most people's attention is no longer on the side of Sun Venerable, and there is no abnormality.
Otherwise, they must think too much.
He wanted Bai Ye to pull out the Xuanyuan Dao, but after thinking about it, he passed by himself.
He was afraid of Bai Ye's injury.
The old fortune teller held the Xuanyuan knife, only to feel the counter shock from the knife, and seemed to want to shake his hand away.
"Huh."
The old fortune-teller's sneer, a trace of breath filled the Xuanyuan knife.
The next second...Xuanyuan Dao is honest, and it doesn't shake back anymore.
The old fortune teller pulled out the Xuanyuan knife, and saw that there was no trace of blood on it, and there was a golden dragon shadow, walking around the dark golden knife.
"Old fortune teller, where is that monster?"
Xiao Yi pointed at the bullhead monster and asked.
"I still use this monster..."
Xiao Chen said hurriedly.
"Help me... Help me up."
"Okay, lock it here for now, and wait for you to recover before coming back."
The old fortune teller said to Xiao Chen.
"Can it be shut here? That line..."
Xiao Chen nodded and fell down again.
"Lack of strength... Xiaobai, you guys get a stretcher and carry me down."
"Didn't you just help you up, are you okay?"
White Night looked strange.
"Why doesn't it work all of a sudden?"
"Little Bai, I suspect you are also driving."
Said the knife.
"Where is it."
Said Bai Ye, he went to pick up a few branches and made a simple stretcher.
"I can carry you on my back, Brother Chen."
Li Hanhou said.
"No, the stretcher is more comfortable."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"Oh."
Li Hanhou nodded.
"Then I will carry you."
Soon, the stretcher was ready, and Xiao Chen reluctantly moved and lay on it.
"Damn, my head hurts, I feel that Lao Ri's last punch has beaten Lao Tzu into a severe concussion."
Xiao Chen said in pain.
"If you didn't break your head, just smile secretly."
Xiao Yi is out of anger.
"You have to fight for another life? Don't kill?"
"Hehe, Old Xiao, it's not that I am bragging, I change lives with people, and I have always been winners..."
Xiao Chen was a little proud.
"I often walk by the river, how can anyone not wet shoes..."
Beside, the old fortune teller said lightly.
"If you walk a lot at night, you will eventually meet ghosts."
"..."
Xiao Chen smiled stiffly.
"Let's go down the mountain."
The old fortune-teller finished speaking and walked down the mountain.
As he stepped out, the transparent cover disappeared.
"Old ancestor Zhuge, Old Xue, you guys will come back later, stare more..."
Xiao Chen whispered what he thought of.
"Under the cliff, you can't let people go down..."
"Okay."
Zhuge Qingtian and Xue Chunqiu nodded.
"Hey...heal first, my head hurts too much."
Xiao Chen sighed and closed his eyes.
"Dahan, let's carry it."
Said Wugong.
When he heard this, Xiao Chen opened his eyes again: "Wait, it's okay to lift Dahan, you can't lift it."
"Why?"
The Monkey King is strange.
"You drank too much, this is drunk driving...I am in this state, but I can't hold you to toss."
Xiao Chen pouted~IndoMTL.com~If you let go, I won't be allowed to roll down the mountain? "
"..."
Sun Wugong can't laugh or cry, drunk driving? What did he think?
"Hahaha..."
Everyone also laughed.
Finally, Xiaodao and Li Hanhou carried Xiao Chen and walked down the mountain.
Xiao Yi and the others are a step late, and they have to deal with it on the spot.
Like Jiang Lingyun and the others, they didn't stay too much after looking at the broken teleportation platform.
It's all in ruins, it must be useless.
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