432: C432 Killed

C432 Killed

"Who wants you to sing 'Conquer', don't give me that smirk, stand still!"

Diaochan shook her body as though she was flying, and attempted to catch up with Wang Xiaojian by using her skill.

Diaochan who was a two star Goblin King was very strong.

Within the range of her skill, the Bound of Heart could reach a point where she could move her mind in an instant.

However, compared to Wang Xiaojian who had Seven-star Martial King, he was still lacking quite a bit.

Every time she was about to catch up to Wang Xiaojian, the latter would disappear in a blur and disappear without a trace.

Shua shua shua ~

The silver moonlight shone on the plains to the east of the pass.

Under the moonlight, the two of them flew past the camp one after the other, passed through the gate to the mountain pass, and quickly ran out.

Seeing Wang Xiaojian's movement skill getting faster and faster, the fire in Diaochan's heart grew bigger and bigger.

Her hand formed a Finger Spell, and the speed at which she casted her demonic technique also reached its peak.

Swoosh ~

Boom!

Diaochan's elegant figure instantly appeared.

She used a Red Rain technique, the energy ball cut through the air and landed beside Wang Xiaojian.

Although Diaochan was only a two star Demon King, she was extremely proficient in magic.

At the same level of cultivation, the destructive power of Demon Spirit's demonic techniques were much stronger than human warriors' martial skills.

At this moment, although Wang Xiaojian had not caught up to him and still had a mischievous smile on his handsome face, he was feeling anxious on the inside.

It could be seen that Diaochan was truly angry.

If they didn't handle it well, the situation would be very bad.

Swish!

Wang Xiaojian was dressed in a white robe, his figure congealed in the darkness, looking at Diaochan who was rushing forward, he laughed: "Wife Diaochan, stop chasing, your husband will apologize to you, ok?"

"I can't accept it!" If I don't beat you to death today, I won't be called Diaochan! "

Diaochan's charming voice scolded as she continued to chase, causing her to be out of breath.

But she gritted her teeth, not accepting Wang Xiaojian's apology.

She compromised so much for Wang Xiaojian and even imprisoned her in the little dark room for three days and three nights.

Yet, he still did such a thing.

Today, he could only vent the anger in his heart by beating Wang Xiaojian up painfully.

Wang Xiaojian rolled his eyes and said, "Wife Diaochan, so it turns out you hate me this much. Since that's the case, your husband will beat you up to vent his anger. However, don't use any demonic arts. If you beat your husband to death, you will become a widow! "

"Pfft." "You can't say it out loud, who's the widow, take this!"

Swish ~

Wang Xiaojian's words made Diaochan angry from embarrassment.

She cast the Heartforce Formation Technique once again towards Wang Xiaojian.

The moment she rushed out, she held onto the Finger Spell with her fingers once again, preparing to fight Luo Hong Yu.

Diaochan's elegant, pink-clothed image instantly appeared in front of Wang Xiaojian. Following which, Red Rain condensed in the center of her palm and shot out decisively towards Wang Xiaojian.

Wang Xiaojian did not dodge at all.

Swoosh ~

Boom!

The sound of a spell hitting his chest came from the air.

The pink ball of energy directly hit Wang Xiaojian's body.

Ah!

With the energy exploding, Wang Xiaojian let out an exaggerated scream.

His body flew through the air in a parabola and then, with a bang, he crashed onto the ground.

Diaochan was stunned.

She thought that Wang Xiaojian saying that he would let her beat him up was just spouting nonsense, because this slut had never been the one to suffer.

But he really didn't dodge.

It was hit by her spell.

Diaochan was a two star Demon King, she was well aware of the power of her own Demon Arts.

If any expert were to be directly hit by her spell, even if they did not die, they would at least be seriously injured.

Thinking about it, Diaochan panicked.

She only wanted to vent her anger on Wang Xiaojian, not severely injure him.

Diaochan's feet touched the ground, she used the Limitless Heart Formation technique and leaped towards Wang Xiaojian.

She ran in front of Wang Xiaojian, and her bright gaze landed on Wang Xiaojian's handsome face, causing his beautiful face to turn pale white.

Under the moonlight, Wang Xiaojian was sprawled on the ground.

The white robe in front of him was shattered by the demonic technique. Because his strong chest was injured by the demonic technique, a bruise appeared on it.

He was clearly injured, but his handsome face was closed, without a trace of pain in his expression.

There wasn't even a moan.

He seemed to have fainted.

"Xiaobu, get up."

"I know, you can't pass out that easily. Get up quickly. "Stop pretending."

Diaochan scoffed, wanting to wake Wang Xiaojian up.

But there was no response.

She frowned, then used her embroidered shoes to kick Wang Xiaojian's legs twice, but Wang Xiaojian did not move.

From the looks of it, it didn't look like it had fainted. It seemed as though it was dead.

Seeing this,

Diaochan, who was a Heavenly Immortal, revealed a panicked expression. As if she had thought of something, she immediately squatted down in front of Wang Xiaojian.

Diaochan extended a snow-white finger that was like the root of an onion, and placed it between Wang Xiaojian's nose.

She attempted to detect Wang Xiaojian's uniform breathing.

But in the next second, her body trembled and her face lost all color. Her soft body fell to the ground.

"Xiaobu... "Dead?"

Diaochan muttered, her mind was blank, her red lips had lost their color.

Her beautiful face was pale, filled with fear and disbelief.

"It's not true, Xiaobu is so powerful, how could he die so easily?"

"Xiaobu, don't scare me. "Hurry and get up."

"…"

Diaochan did not dare believe it, and continued to shake her body.

She was still pinching her fingers around Wang Xiaojian's body, but there was no reaction.

It was as if he was really dead.

After an unknown period of time, Wang Xiaojian still did not show any signs of waking up. Diaochan's forehead was full of sweat, and the fear on his face was becoming denser and denser.

Grief filled her heart.

Her vision blurred. Droplets of sparkling tears gushed out of her eyes and slid down her face.

"Xiaobu, I did not do it on purpose."

"Xiaobu, why didn't you dodge?"

"I was wrong. Xiaobu, get up quickly. Hurry and get up! "

"Xiaobu... Don't leave me. "Howl ~"

In the darkness, Diaochan was crying helplessly.

Looking at Wang Xiaojian's lifeless face, and thinking that Wang Xiaojian was already dead, she felt extremely grieved.

"Xiaobu, don't die."

"I was wrong."

"Please wake up."

"Will you wake up?"1

"Quick, open your eyes and take a look at me."

"I can't do without you."

"Xiaobu..."

"Xiaobu..."

"Howl …"

In the dark night, Diaochan cried in extreme grief.

Sparkling tears dripped down Diaochan's beautiful face and fell onto it.

Thinking about how her beloved man had been beaten to death by him, Diaochan crumbled completely.

Unprecedented self-blame and regret, it was as if this night of despair had engulfed her.

It made her heartbroken. She howled in pain and her voice was hoarse.

"..."

The bitch who pretended to be dead with her eyes closed was secretly complaining.

He wanted to pretend to be dead to gain Diaochan's sympathy.

However, looking at her sad expression, Wang Xiaojian felt that it was impossible to stop!

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