Xie Pingwu threw Du Qiusheng to a safe location, then pulled the immortal rope in his hand and ran towards the back.

The Chixi Beast's neck was pulled back by Xie Pingwu, unable to turn back or even move. Chi Qi's eyes were cold and sharp, his figure was like a ghost, and the fangs in his hand penetrated every neck of the Chixi Beast accurately and ruthlessly.

Seven inches.

He stepped on the head of Chixi Beast, his steps were smooth and his body was neat, and he could stab a neck softly in the blink of an eye.

Xie Pingwu held on to the rope tightly, while Chixi Beast struggled desperately. She subconsciously bit her lip and never let go.

Chi Qi glanced at Xie Pingwu, and accurately inserted his fangs into the last neck of the Chixi Beast. Only then did the Chixi Beast's necks completely soften and fall with a loud bang.

Chi Qi grabbed a scale and pierced the fangs in his hand to slow down. He jumped up to the treetop and then leaned against the treetop to breathe heavily.

Only then did Xie Pingwu let go, and she walked towards Chi Qi and Du Qiusheng.

Looking at Du Qiusheng, who was paralyzed on the ground with a pale face, and then at Chi Qi, whose forehead was soaked with sweat, she later realized that her breathing was not disturbed. She subconsciously pursed her dry lips and tasted

There was a bit of a sweet smell of blood, and he reached out and touched his lips to take a look.

It was bleeding from the bite.

It turns out that Xie Pingwu's body is more powerful than Xie Jia thought.

Song Wanzhao walked out of the jungle carrying an animal leg, the Tibetan sword in his hand dripping with blood. He casually put the sword behind his back, rolled up his sleeves, put down the animal leg, and sat down next to Du Qiusheng.

"Do you want to eat barbecue?" Song Wanzhao was the least tired one. At this time, he still had the strength to cut the leg meat and make a fire.

After being so tired, several people were tired but not hungry. But when Song Wanzhao cooked the meat, the smell of burnt meat came out, and Song Wanzhao's stomach grumbled three times first.

Du Qiusheng chuckled lightly, "Brother Song is hungry."

Then, his stomach growled too.

Xie Pingwu glanced at Chi Qi. There was a bone-deep wound on his shoulder, which was dripping with blood. His reaction was very sharp, and he looked towards her immediately. The two people's eyes met like this, and they paused in the air.

After a while, Chi Qi looked away.

Chi Qi thought that Xie Pingwu doubted his skills, so his expression remained indifferent and he sneered in his heart.

Xie Pingwu is indeed the same as him.

People like them deserve to live in the shadows all their lives, without a happy ending or rest.

Xie Pingwu was actually thinking about Chi Qi's seven years in the Far South. When he was seven years old, his family was destroyed and he was sold into the slave market. If he wanted to survive in the slave market, he had to kill another person in every fight.

opponent.

Chi Qi was only seven years old at that time.

There are at least three fights a day, and sometimes there are even more than a dozen fights.

In a gladiatorial battle, one must kill an opponent in order to survive until the next game. There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year. Chi Qi spent eight full years of this kind of day, eight full three hundred and sixty-five days.

A way out from the death of tens of thousands of lives.

No one knows how painful such a life is.

Xie Pingwu's body was transformed by the Xie family into not being like a normal person, while Chi Qi's physique and abilities were twisted out of an inhuman life.

Xie Jia wrote a line of words that Chi Qi's eight years of life were worse than death.

This was the first time Xie Jia entered this "virtual" world and realized that Du Qiusheng, Song Wanzhao, Chi Qi and the person she killed in the blink of an eye were real people.

She always felt that she had just entered a holographic game.

Most of the plots and settings in this world were created by her. In this world, she has an indescribable sense of being above everyone else. Because she knows that this world is fictional, she feels that everything is fictional.

Paper man, while playing a game by himself.

For Xie Jia, only the world in which she exists is real.

Xie Pingwu is not her, and this world does not belong to her.

But she had just fought side by side with three people, and she had a subtle feeling. Xie Pingwu looked at the wound on Chi Qi's shoulder and felt that it really defeated his appetite for eating meat, so he took out his sleeve, found a bottle of wound medicine and threw it away

To Chi Qi, "Watch it yourself while you're awake."

Chi Qi remembered the time when Xie Pingwu poked him and woke him up from pain when he fainted.

He snorted coldly.

Du Qiusheng and Song Wanzhao looked at him, their eyes reproachful.

Chi Qi endured it and said dullly: "Thank you very much."

So Du Qiusheng and Song Wanzhao looked away.

Xie Pingwu made a face at Chi Qi, and took the barbecue and ate it with great interest. The meat of the Chixi beast was very tender. After roasting, it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, crispy and fragrant. It was sprinkled with finely chopped and fragrant cumin powder and

Chili powder, so delicious.

The four of them happily had a barbecue.

After the water mirror.

The tall and thick man frowned and hesitated to speak.

The young monk was beaming with joy, and said, "It looks like the meat of the Chixi beast is very good. When I hunt the Chixi beast next time, I will come back and roast the whole leg."

The gentle middle-aged monk said silently: "There are no traces of the Chixi beast. No one has encountered it outside for hundreds of years."

The tall and thick man suddenly cursed, "I think there's something wrong with these four melon boys!"

"Hey, hey, why can't I eat the Chixi beast that I hunted with my own skills?" The young monk laughed, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, "This Chixi beast is full of treasures, and only those with great luck can encounter it.

, being able to hunt the Chixi beast is even more a matter of destiny. It seems that these children are very lucky."

The one who was swearing continued to swear, "You idiot, you have forgotten all the numerology I taught you! Look at that Xie Pingwu, the green clouds cover the top, the hall is dark, it is bad luck that leads to early death and more blood.

The destiny of light! As for that pool..."

The cynical young monk finally became more serious, "What's wrong with Chi Qi?"

The five big and three thick monks said nothing.

In fantasy.

The four of them had a barbecue and rested for a while, so they did not dare to waste time anymore. Now that the Chixi beast was killed, they needed to find the girl in pink and leave the illusion, otherwise Chen Yuan and his party might really catch up with a few people.

It's ahead.

Thanks to the Chixi Beast, this forest is pretty much the same, so it's much easier to find people.

Half an hour later, the girl in pink was trapped by Chi Qi, turned into a rice dumpling, and thrown face down into the swamp.

Xie Pingwu squatted down, pointed the fangs in his hand at the soft and fragile neck of the girl in pink, and said in a gentle and calm tone, "Take us out."

The girl in pink clothes glanced at the timer funnel, bit her lip and refused to speak.

Xie Pingwu glanced at Chi Qi, remembering the last time she killed someone in front of him, and felt that it would be better to restrain herself now. She should be more positive, so that she can cleanse the contaminated Chi Qi bit by bit, and become a person who can destroy the world without moving.
Chapter completed!