175: C175 Zhao Xiaolong's Death

C175 Zhao Xiaolong's Death

"No, I don't want to die! Run!" "Flee!"

"Leave a mountain of leaves unscathed and unafraid of burning firewood. When I return in the future, I will trample this person beneath my feet and crush him to death!"

Zhao Xiaolong turned around and ran.

However, how fast could he be?

Lin Tian smiled indifferently.

Clang!

An ancient black longsword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Swish!

The sword spun around and flew out, fast as lightning and clashing with the air.

Zhao Xiaolong felt a huge danger approaching from behind him. His expression changed, and he tried his best to shift to the side.

In the end, however, he was still a step too late.

"Pu ci!"

The sword rotated and hacked down one of his arms!

"Ah!

With a miserable scream, Zhao Xiaolong fell to the ground and rolled far away.

At this moment, his heart was filled with regret.

If there was a more rigorous plan, there would be more powerful helpers.

Could today be another ending!?

Lin Tian had died miserably in the wilderness, but he had obtained Lin Yu Die, Ye Shengge!

Lin Tian placed the longsword on Zhao Xiaolong's neck.

Looking at his incomparably resentful gaze, it was as if he was his father's arch enemy and wanted to eat him alive.

"Heh."

Lin Tian coldly laughed.

Zhao Xiaolong, until the moment of his death, had always been thinking of how to get rid of Lin Tian.

"Pu ci!"

Lin Tian no longer had a soft hand. He brandished his long sword and with a sound, Zhao Xiaolong's head flew into the air.

At this point, Zhao Xiaolong was dead!

After taking care of the two corpses, Lin Tian returned to Star Sea University.

Due to the incident just now, the school sports meeting was forced to stop. The school wanted to find those people, but unfortunately, there was no camera on the sports field.

Moreover, at that time, dust filled the air, and the faces of those people could not be clearly seen.

They could only guess.2

He was an Empyrean God who had descended to the mortal world.

The gods were all attracted by Lin Yu Die's beauty and came to participate in the school tournament to get her kiss.

Chen Yu was depressed.

He was truly shocked. The strength displayed by Zhao Xiaolong had caused him to feel despair. Such a powerful person, did he really exist?

What could he use to compete with Zhao Xiaolong?

He vomited blood in depression.

"Since we can't beat him, then let's frame him. Zhao Xiaolong isn't a human, he's a monster!"

At the same time, he headed towards Lin Yu Die's dorm.

"Lin Tian, was that you just now?"

In the dorm, the panicked Lin Yu Die received a call from Lin Tian. After knowing that he was safe and sound, her anxious heart was finally at ease.

"Yes, it's me. I'm downstairs right now, is it convenient for me to come out?"

Hearing this, Lin Yu Die immediately jumped off the bed and ran to the balcony. As expected, Lin Tian was standing downstairs, looking at her with a gentle gaze.

Lin Yu Die's face turned red and she whispered: "Alright, I'll be right down."

"It's really great that you're fine."

When they came downstairs, Lin Yu Die did not avoid the others. Just like that, she tightly hugged Lin Tian with tears in her eyes.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

A burst of heartbreaking sounds suddenly sounded out.

Everyone was dumbstruck as they looked over at Lin Yu Die, who was tightly hugging a man!

The boys' minds went blank.

"Who are those people who stopped you?" Lin Yu Die asked: "Did I do anything to you?"

"No, they've already left."

Lin Tian patted her head, smiled and said: "Moreover, I brought Zhao Xiaolong back."

"That's good."

Lin Yu Die asked: "Why are you here?"

"You want to be number one? Get a kiss from me!"

With these words, Lin Yu Die's little face turned red again. She held onto the corner of her clothes with her small hands, "If you want it, then I'll give it to you."

She stood on her tiptoes and lightly tapped Lin Tian's mouth like a dragonfly touching the water. Then she blushed and ran back to the dormitory.

The scene was filled with wails and wails.

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