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Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh

A new discovery was made while the pheasant was playing.

Occasionally he was attacked, a faint black aura would appear on his body, bounce off the attack.

Looking at the familiar black, Shan Ji knew that it was the little witch who took action!

So it let go of the only worry in its heart.

All that's left is happiness!

Step on the top of the mountain.

Falling down.

Traveling around the sea.

Happiness is often that simple!

The screams of female cultivators from time to time were heard in the crowd, and they were soon covered up by the sound of fighting again.

Only the clothes flying in the air were silently proving that the pheasant had come.

Something was swaying, and the swaying tickets fell in front of Ye Fan and the others.

It was a purple bellyband.

The chicken claw prints can be clearly seen above...

Ye Fan and the little witch both held their foreheads back again.

No more.

Too despicable.

I can't stand it anymore...

"Or you might as well pull it back..." Ye Fan said with a dark face.

"Why would you better kill me..." The little witch couldn't help but twitch.

But after saying that, the two continued to pick up a new piece of watermelon and ate it.

It seems that it's just a mere complaint...

"Bang--!"

A monk fell hard in front of the two of them.

He was seriously injured.

One arm was cut off at the same root, and several holes were pierced through the body, both large and small.

The blood was flowing out.

"Save...help..."

In the instinct of survival, he weakly asked the two for help.

Seeing this, the little witch frowned and looked thoughtful.

"Are you going to save him?" Ye Fan asked casually.

"It's very dangerous!" The little witch nodded solemnly: "I almost got blood splattered just now."

After saying that, she took a few steps back decisively.

"It makes sense." Ye Fan nodded and pulled the table, chairs, benches and retreated.

The male cultivator's half-extended hand froze in the air, and the fire of hope that had not yet burned in his eyes was extinguished in an instant...

However, he had no complaints or resentment about the behavior of Ye Fan and others.

This is the case in the world of cultivation, let alone in a place like Geshan City.

Maybe I should be so destined to die here today...

Just as he was waiting for death in despair, something appeared in his sight.

It was an oversized banana, looking like a big stick.

"Hello." Banana Jun came near and stretched out a piece of banana peel and greeted him politely.

Male cultivator:???

I'm almost dying and having hallucinations???

A banana is talking to me???

"Can I ask you a question?" Banana Jun continued to ask, his tone as polite as ever.

The male cultivator ignored him.

Or even if you want to deal with it, you are still powerless.

"That's right." Banana Jun ignored the other party's attitude and continued to ask himself: "I heard that before a person dies, his life experiences will flash through his mind."

The male cultivator was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he simply closed his eyes.

"So do you feel this way now?"

"If so, can you describe it to me?"

"To be honest, I'm really curious about this wonderful feeling."

"Get out..." The male cultivator raised a finger and replied weakly.

If you don't help, get away?

I just want to die quietly, okay?!

Get out of here!

Immediately, immediately!

"If you don't want to say anything, how about we change the topic?"

"For example, do you have any regrets or wishes in your life?"

"Where is your hometown?"

"Don't stare at me like that, I have no ill intentions."

"I just thought we'd be acquaintance. Maybe I can help you bring the ashes back?"

"Do you have any other siblings in your family?"

...

Two minutes later, Banana Jun finally shut up.

Because this male cultivator is dead...

Until his death, his eyes were staring at Banana Jun.

The eyes seemed to contain endless murderous intent...

Banana Jun hurriedly closed his eyelids.

What are you doing with your eyes so wide?

It's strange that scared Jiao...

In the air.

The pheasant is having fun.

So it attacked a female cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm without even reading it.

So it turned out again...

The magic followed one by one, and the golden crispy chicken was hit hard.

Shan Ji had no intention of playing with other girls, and ran away in a mess.

The pheasant is about to cry now...

Although the little witch's protection can protect its life, it is only limited to not being able to die...

The chicken wings on the right were cut off half of them, and they were hit on their butts several times...

Damn, this girl is so cruel!

This is to kill me, Brother Chicken!

"Brother, sister, help me!"

The pheasant fled while screaming like a pig.

However, when it looked at Ye Fan and the little witch's position, the whole chicken was in a bad state!

Because the two disappeared!!!

Am I abandoned?

On the ground.

Ye Fan and the little witch were still eating melon leisurely.

No need to ask.

The reason why the pheasant couldn't see them was definitely because the little witch did it.

"Ye Fan, do you really want this?" The little witch asked again uncertainly.

"It's good to have a better memory, just keep your breath and don't die." Ye Fan said lightly: "If you don't learn to be beaten, how can you learn to be beaten in the future?"

The little witch nodded and continued to eat the melon.

Banana Jun looked at the beaten pheasant in the air, thinking about something.

In the air.

"Bang--!"

An attack hit the pheasant again.

The positioning is extremely accurate and hits the bull's eye!

"Ao——!"

The pheasant screamed, held its butt and flew away...

Damn it!

Cracked and cracked!

Didn’t I just touch your chest? As for such a desperate move?

Little girl, remember it for me. Brother Chicken will definitely make you look good!

"Bang bang bang!"

The magic tricks fell down one after another, and the targets were still the same place.

The pheasant's body kept shaking.

It feels that it will never be constipated again...

Maybe there is no need for the future.

If you get a few more shots, you will probably fail on the spot...

No, I can't sit still and wait for death!

The rooster crazily activates the demon power and plans to use the magical skills he just learned.

A bold and evil spirit, look at my great power and dragon!

The demonic power rushed out of his body and slowly condensed into a small loach as thick as a finger.

The little loach struggled and swollen his body.

Two small bags vaguely bulged on the forehead, and traces of suspected scales appeared on the body.

Then.

There is no more...

"puff……"

The little loach that had not yet condensed and formed dissipated like a butt...

The female cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm chased and was getting closer and closer to the pheasant.

She had never tried to kill herself before, but just wanted to vent her anger.

Now judging from her strong fluctuations in her true energy, she has obviously vented enough.

Pork, dangerous!

Feeling the terrifying fluctuations and pressure coming from behind, the pheasant stopped in despair.

If you run, you will definitely not be able to escape.

Damn, Brother Ji, am I going to die young?!

Just when it was extremely desperate, a familiar voice came into his ears.

"Brother, I'm here!"

The pheasant was so moved that she almost cried.

Brother Jiao!

Relatives!

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