Chapter 117

"From today on, I won't let anyone hurt you any more."

Chen Xiaoming whispered in his ear. The cruel emperor, who was held by Chen Xiaoming, quickly recovered from his wound under endless energy. Looking at Chen Xiaoming's face in front of his face, his body flashed and broke free from his arms in an instant.

The eyes under the mask looked at Chen Xiaoming coldly, but there was a trace of panic in the depths of his eyes. The cruel emperor watched Chen Xiaoming for a long time and finally didn't do it.

"Poof."

With a soft sound, Chen Xiaoming looked pale, a mouthful of blood gushed out, his body softened, and fell slowly behind him. Just before he was about to land, a beautiful figure appeared and held him.

Chen Xiaoming was slightly stunned, then smiled gently and looked at the cruel emperor who grabbed his shoulder with one hand. There was a trace of sweetness in his eyes.

Gently waved his hand and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. Chen Xiaoming clicked on the system panel to recover. Pure energy poured into his body and instantly recovered the injury in his body.

The cruel emperor stood aside and looked at Chen Xiaoming, who was recovering as usual again, with a light in his eyes. But he didn't ask anything.

While Chen Xiaoming was thinking, several terrible waves in the distance hit again. Chen Xiaoming frowned and his eyes were filled with murderous thoughts.

"Hahaha, it's really......"

One of the white haired old men couldn't help laughing as soon as he stopped. Just before he finished his words, he was pierced by a silver light and his vitality disappeared.

"Noisy."

Can't help but shout angrily. Don't you see him cultivating feelings with the cruel emperor here?

Glancing at the waves in the distance, Chen Xiaoming's figure flashed and appeared beside the cruel emperor. Before the cruel Emperor didn't react, he grabbed the cruel emperor's slender jade hand with one hand.

Starting with soft and smooth, like jade grease, Chen Xiaoming's mind rippled slightly. Then before he felt it completely, he noticed that a forest cold came under him.

When Yu Guang glanced slightly, he saw the light of the sword shining on the cruel emperor's fairy sword. Chen Xiaoming swallowed his saliva and reluctantly released his grasp.

He didn't dare to bet. He was afraid that he would be unhappy for the rest of his life. After all, the one who bet was a cruel man.

However, when his hand was released, Chen Xiaoming still shrouded the cruel emperor with a silver light, and had no intention of letting the other party leave.

"Go."

The faint voice of words floated, the silver light flashed, and the two figures disappeared in place.

.........

"Damn it, let's go. His strength has been restored."

Several people who came with the old man with white hair immediately turned around and ran away after seeing Chen Xiaoming kill the old man.

But after a few people, Chen Xiaoming went hand in hand, disturbing the void, making it impossible for several people to leave.

One silver light after another, destroying the sky and the earth, harvesting one life after another.

Kill all the way, and finally only one old man is left. At the moment, he is running crazy.

"Die."

The voice like the ghost took the old man's last life, unwilling to look at the two people behind him, and finally the gods and souls died.

"Hoo..."

As the breeze floated, Chen Xiaoming waved the old man away, looked into the distance, moved, and disappeared again with the cruel emperor.

......

"Poof, poof, poof..."

With a soft sound, the moonlight was in the sky, and the silver light was shining, harvesting the lives of countless people who came to hunt down in the state of Zhao.

Chen Xiaoming emerged, looked at the bodies in front of him, and silently put them away. His face was pale and weak, but he couldn't see it under the silver cover.

"Your strength is losing?"

The cruel emperor, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke at the moment, stunned Chen Xiaoming who wanted to leave again, but then turned back with a bitter smile.

"You see?"

Shaking his head, Chen Xiaoming looked at the vast night. A little silver light drifted away from Chen Xiaoming's body and scattered between the vast world.

The silver light spot is not something else, but the intermediate blood source that Chen Xiaoming has not yet understood.

In every battle, Chen Xiaoming's power to arouse the origin of blood is actually the part he understands. The rest that he doesn't understand exists in the original light group of his mind.

The previous damage to the source seemed to open a hole in the source light, and the power of the source was used, and countless unexplained power of the source began to overflow and dissipate in heaven and earth.

"It's time to leave. If you kill again, the strong will come."

The cruel emperor whispered, with a flash of glory in his eyes, but he didn't know whether he was really worried about a strong enemy or others.

"Are you worried about me?"

Chen Xiaoming, thoughtful, leaned slightly over, his eyes shining, provoking the cruel emperor.

"Whew."

The cold fairy sword came to his eyes, and Chen Xiaoming swallowed his saliva. "It's all a misunderstanding. It's bad to dance a knife and get a sword if you can't move."

Reach out and click on the tip of the fairy sword, and then slowly move it aside. Chen Xiaoming thought it would be very difficult, but it was very easy. Almost move gently, the fairy sword automatically went aside.

Eh, did I succeed?

In his eyes, Chen Xiaoming was excited and went forward half a step directly. Then the cold sweat dripped on his forehead. There was a deep fear in his eyes. He looked down and said, "sure enough, he succeeded in an egg."

Almost, almost. He raised his hands and Chen Xiaoming retreated slowly.

It's terrible. It's really cruel. Isn't she joking about her own happiness?

With a smile, Chen Xiaoming dared not tease the cruel emperor again. When he turned around slightly, the voice of the cruel emperor came behind him.

"I just don't want to die here as stupid as you."

Chen Xiaoming was stunned when he heard the speech and thought a little, but he smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Is this an answer or an explanation.

But whatever it is, it is worth being happy for Chen Xiaoming.

With the character of the cruel emperor, how can you explain too much to outsiders?

At the thought of this, Chen Xiaoming smiled faintly. It seemed that what he had done was still effective. Looking at the vast starry sky, the stars were bright. Chen Xiaoming's body was shocked, and the original silver light turned into stars all over the sky, enveloping them around.

Gently, the void vibrates. The silver light spots surround the cruel emperor and sprinkle the light of endless stars and moons. The divine light is full of color and the immortal air is faint, just like relegated immortals coming to earth.

For a moment, Chen Xiaoming was a little obsessed with watching, and his eyes had a deep brilliance.

"Found it, over there!"

The endless starlight was attracted, which was naturally eye-catching. The old friends exploring the territory of the state of Zhao immediately noticed it, and the angry shouts had come.

Chen Xiaoming looked at him, stepped into the moonlight, pulled his right hand and took the jade hand of the cruel emperor, and then the two figures flew out.

"Go, I'll take you to kill!"