Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Her vision was blurred, her hands and feet became as heavy as a thousand catties, but the people who were only close at hand could not touch it anyway, and the spiritual power of manipulation seemed to turn into a turbulence to drown herself.

From a distance, in the crack in the sky, a pair of purple eyes stared at him like a curse, and Qingming was caught off guard by this series of unimaginable "attacks".

If it is in peacetime, even with such strange abilities, she can rely on her own incomprehensible and powerful resistance. Such a level of ability is impossible to help herself for long, but now, some are more than just a big monster. !

In front of powerful monsters like Cuixiang, even the slightest flaw is fatal.

At the first moment when Qingming was in crisis, Cuixiang's fist straddled hundreds of steps directly through Qingming's spiritual armor and landed on her back.

The powerful impact almost made Qingming's soul and body separate. The internal organs seemed to be mixed into a ball. The crisp sound of bone fragmentation was audible, and the spewing blood splashed all over Wu Ye's body, her spirit Once back to the brink of fainting.

The force of recoil made Qingming's body fly forward like a cannonball, as if being guided by some kind of guidance, and fell into the mysterious crack made up of countless eye pupils.

That's it...

Qingming was a little unwilling. At the last moment when she fell into the gap, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to the first ray of sunlight that broke through the dark clouds in the sky.

As long as she is given one more chance, one more chance, she will surely be able to regroup and retire all these monsters, but it's a pity...

Snapped!

When Qingming's consciousness once again dominated the body, she found that the huge suction in the crack behind her disappeared, her hand was grasped by someone, and his uncontrollable body was pulled out of the gap in one breath.

The only ray of sunlight fell on herself, making her a little bit unable to open her eyes, but she was able to clearly know that the shadow that could not be shrouded by sunlight and that had always existed in the darkness was the one who rescued herself from this abyss .

"Aron..."

Chapter One Hundred and Three Friends

People's thoughts are conveyed to the whole body through the brain's thinking circuit, and then action.

However, if the body moves before the brain's thinking circuit is unfolded, then the body is not driven to answer after thinking and weighing the pros and cons at this time, but instinct.

The people Wu Ye saved were the natural enemies of the monsters, and he could clearly feel the doubtful gazes behind him.

"Aron..."

With the two hands held tightly, the confusion and distress that Qingming could feel once seemed to have evaporated at this moment, leaving only pure peace and long-lost relief.

The interweaving is more than the heart, the invisible fire of greed and Seimei's hand mirror resonated, and an incredible miracle once again appeared in front of him, and I saw Seimei's scarred body recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Shiki God Tianyi."

Without chanting, just chanting the name of Shijin, and within a few breaths, Qingming's breath returned to its peak again, and there were even signs of another level.

"Thank you, Aaron."

Qingming who said this suddenly felt a sense of relief. With one hand on Wu Ye's shoulder, she slowly stood up from the ground, and then gently pushed Wu Ye away, leaving only a strong wind on her side. .

"Impossible! Was the injury of that degree healed so quickly?!" Cui Xiang looked at Qingming rising into the sky and couldn't believe it.

Qing Ming's resilience at the monster level surprised her more than Wu Ye's temporary "anti-water".

Stepping on the swift wind, Qingming broke through the fence of Lan and Youxiang in the blink of an eye, and came to Yakumozi. The flame in his hand broke through from crimson to incandescent in an instant, and the cutting action was unambiguous.

Although Yakumo Zi was surprised by the sudden changes, she still maintained the most basic calmness. When Seimei rushed forward, she was already escaping into the gap, but Seimei's speed was simply unexpected.

Damn it, it's too late!

Yakumo Zi gritted her teeth, her mind moved with her heart, the power of the realm was acting on her and Qingming at the same time, and she was ready to take the other party's move.

Between the electric light and the fire, the aura in the air suddenly began to flow backwards, converging towards the ground, and the blood-red light that made the heavens and the earth faded was shining.

Yakumo Zi squinted her eyes, the speed was so fast that she could not see exactly what Wu Ye was holding in her hand, but she was shocked by Wu Ye’s operation just now and she couldn’t guarantee that the blow was aimed at Seimei. Or aimed at her!

Let alone Yakumo Zi, even Wu didn't understand what he was doing.

The chaos is already an established fact, and he doesn't know why he saved Qingming, perhaps because the other party has done the same thing to himself.

Qing Ming's unreserved trust made Wu unable to let go, but he couldn't watch Qing Ming kill Yakumo Zi. Both parties were unwilling to give up. He both wanted to save.

This is undoubtedly whimsical, but even if he is to be scolded, that will be the next thing. Now, his body is always one step ahead of his thinking.

"Sharp Gun——"

"Accept the move! Tianba Fengshen feet!!"

"Wh—?!"

The sharp gun seemed to be cut off. Under Wu Ye’s stunned expression, it dissipated with the breathless blood red. Qingming, who had returned from the same way, bounced himself fiercely like a ball. Both of them After several rolls on the ground, he stopped.

"Who……?"

The feeling of being kicked back to the ground is not at all uncomfortable, especially since this guy deliberately kicked in the face, Qingming's face was very ugly with an obvious shoe print.

This familiar routine made her seemingly warm look suddenly become extremely cold.

The red and white witch costume was still full of the feeling of peace and poverty, and the fairy who came to her feet in time to not let the witch fall to the ground was also in the memory, but all this made her feel very strange.

Not for anything else, just for these who should have existed as her friends and guardians of mankind, but at this moment they are standing on the side of the monsters.

"What do you mean, Reimu?" Qingming asked with a gloomy expression.

"I said, Seimei, it's just a fight, there's no need to kill, do you?" Reimu took her fingers out of her ears indecently. Although the shrine maiden's clothes were decorated with colors, she still teased Seimei with ease.

"Fight?" Qingming stood up, patted the dust on her body, and stared at Reimu and said, "Is this a war?"

"Really? Even so, no matter what, that's it."

"End here?"

"That's right, since I'm here, it's impossible to continue to let you recklessly do it." Reimu's righteous words are just that if you change your position, perhaps this sounds more reasonable.

"Reimu... do you want to protect the monster?" Qingming's eyes seemed to freeze.

"I'm not kidding monsters," Reimu said with hands on hips, refusing to give in a step: "I want to protect my friends!"

Hearing these words in Yakumo Zi's heart, she couldn't help sighing, "Reimu, you..."

"Shut up, you stupid." Who expected Reimu to turn his head and curse.

"Huh?" Yakumo Zi's face became stiff.

"Show me the difference in strength, idiot, idiot!" Reimu said loudly to Yaunzi: "The boss is a big monster, and I'm troubled all day long! Let the old lady, the witch, come to save you this monster, don't you think Shame! Stupid! And the most important thing is that you bastard never paid my old lady!"

"..." Yakumo Zi blushed, and at the same time tic tac toe appeared uncontrollably on her forehead.

Although it is not right to think so, Yakumo Zi really wants to go up and hit Reimu's head a few times. Reimu's series of tumbles have stepped on almost all the thunder that can be stepped on.