Chapter 757 The Terrible Army of Evil Spirits
"Qin Lang!"
"You lunatic!!"
"I'm going to kill you!!!"
He Richun Sheng, who was swallowed by the army of evil spirits, let out a shrill scream.
Qin Lang felt a little dazed when he heard this angry roar.
This familiar tone, familiar anger.
It was as if Xu Chan was talking to him.
It's like reincarnation is roaring in anger.
They are all their own people. If Xu Chan and Huan are here, they will definitely work harder than He Richun Sheng.
Since they are all their own people, Qin Lang naturally accepted the role of Richun Sheng as a natural person.
Besides, there is no danger to Richun Sheng, and even the Dark Loli has not appeared.
The screaming was so miserable, as if the person was about to die.
Is it necessary?
After all, he is also a saint in the Hall of Gods. Why can't he withstand the test of big scenes?
"Young Master, the Saint is indeed extremely powerful. With such a large army of evil spirits, you can still be at ease. It's really a big knife to pull your butt - you're opening your eyes!"
Junzi gave a thumbs up and looked at the evil spirit army who was constantly killing Herichun Sheng, sincerely admiring.
Although the Saint said some cold words, she still cared about the young master in her heart.
When they saw the lonely evil spirits, they began to attract themselves.
As if he was afraid that the young master would be targeted by evil spirits.
"Someone is here!"
Qin Lang has no time to pay attention to Junzi's ideas.
Where visible to the naked eye, a crowd began to rush in this direction.
There were subordinates of Ishihara Kanna and also worshipped by the Qin family.
In less than ten minutes, more than a hundred people were added here.
Gradually, another large army was approaching here.
The leader was not someone else, but the blood-colored mandala who fell into a trap. There were hundreds of samurai and ninjas next to her, treating her as the core, protecting her inseparable and approaching her.
It was not until they met Qin Lang that the warriors and ninjas consciously retreated.
They didn't know Qin Lang's horror, and they didn't even know much about his background.
But when I saw Master Qin in the mouth of the princess, I was more respectful than when I saw her.
If you do something wrong, you may be able to leave a life in front of the princess.
But if Young Master Qin is abrupt, he will die without death in front of the princess!
"Why did you come in too? It's very dangerous here!"
The blood-colored mandala felt secretly happy when she saw Qin Lang, but was quickly replaced by worries. "We have not found a portal to go out until now. I don't know when we will be trapped here. You
You shouldn't have come in."
Although Junzi next to him wanted to stay here, he even thought of taking out his notebook and starting to take notes.
He felt that this was a great time to fill in his notes.
But, the good ethics of the bodyguard and driver told him that he could not stay here for a long time.
"Brothers, hurry up!"
"Together, kill all these evil spirits!"
"Help the Saint to help the scoop!"
Junzi roared, took the young master's ghost-killing sword and rushed towards the direction of the evil spirit army.
The samurai and ninja worshipped by the Qin family and cherry blossoms followed closely behind.
The big army,
Junzi's shouting became louder and louder and more excited.
However, his steps had no intention of speeding up, and he even ran slower and slower. He pulled a few Qin family worshipers and was soon at the end of the army.
Qin Lang glanced lightly, wanting to laugh.
Junzi is well aware of his heart.
When you should be detained, you are braver than anyone else, and when you should be fishing, you are fucked by others!
Within hundreds of meters around, an encirclement was formed, while Qin Lang and Blood-colored Mandala were in the safest area.
He stretched out his hand, gently stroked the smooth cheeks of the blood-colored mandala, took a deep breath, then withdrew his palm, frowned, and said angrily, "Do you know the danger here, and you're still rushing here alone?
Don’t I have to come in? If I don’t come in and can’t see you, I can’t even know your safety. How can I feel at ease?”
Qin Lang was very angry and glared at the blood-colored mandala.
The blood-colored mandala lowered his head guiltily, bit his lip, and said in a tangled manner, "Xiaoxiao was pulled out and tempered. If it weren't for me, Xiaoxiao wouldn't come out, let alone the ambush of the enemy,
If Xiaoxiao makes any mistakes, even if I die, I will not be able to make up for my mistakes!”
Whether it is Xiaoxiao's importance to Qin Lang, or her relationship with Xiaoxiao.
No mistakes are allowed!
"What about you? Have you ever thought about what I will do if something goes wrong?"
Qin Lang stretched out his hand and pinched the white palm of the blood-colored mandala, his voice softened a lot, "Don't mess around again next time. I'm worried that Xiaoxiao will be in danger, and I'm also afraid something will happen to you!"
“It’s different.”
The blood-colored mandala raised his head and his eyes were as warm as water, "It happened because of me, it has nothing to do with Xiaoxiao. If Xiaoxiao loses his life, even if I survive, I will not have the face to see you again.
That would be better than me to die by myself, and to stay in your heart forever, and to no longer suffer the pain of missing but not daring to meet each other."
Qin Lang didn't say anything, his eyes became softer.
The two of them looked at each other speechlessly. At this moment, there was infinite feelings fermenting.
If it weren't for the danger here, Qin Lang would have kissed him at this moment.
At this moment, a cry for help broke out in the direction of Heri Chunsheng, "Qin Lang, I'm going to save me! I can't stop it anymore!
There are too many evil spirits, and I can no longer resist it!"
Not far away, the figure of Richun Sheng was like a small highlight, with holy light constantly spreading around his body.
But even so, it seems dim in front of the massive army of evil spirits.
He Richunsheng is definitely not a kind of person who complains without any illness. He can fight and cannot ask him for help.
"I'll go and help."
The blood-colored mandala held the ghost-killing sword in his hand and wanted to go to fight.
"What are you doing in such a hurry? She won't have any trouble."
Qin Lang hugged the blood-colored mandala Yingying's slender waist, looked at He Richunsheng who had begun to retreat continuously, until he retreated to his side, and said suspiciously, "I haven't taken action yet, why do you retreat by yourself."
Come back?"
He Richun Sheng was too lazy to pay attention to him and sneered, "The moment you hit the flare, it means the beginning of your death.
Now, there is no need to complain.
I just didn't expect that one day, I would die with you."
"Do you think we will die?" Qin Lang sneered.
He Richun Sheng replied without hesitation, "Such a massive army of evil spirits is not something that humans can do to compete with!
Even if I was sleeping, she could not last long in front of such a massive army of evil spirits.
As for you, try it and know if there is hope."
She knew that Qin Lang was very strong.
But no matter how strong it is, it is impossible to destroy this evil spirit army that has been several times larger.
In the end, the qi and blood will be exhausted and swallowed by evil spirits.
The blood-colored mandala snuggled tightly beside Qin Lang, and he kept his steps away. There was no need to repeat too many words.
Regardless of life and death, she will accompany Qin Lang.
Fearless!
Qin Lang silently took out a flame talisman from the system space and ran out in the distance.
The flame talisman turned into a firebird, galloping out for thousands of meters with a whistling sound, expanding hundreds or thousands of times in an instant, becoming a flaming bird soaring in the sky, and then a loud bang.
The giant birds exploded and turned into a rain of fire that poured downwards.
For a time, for the army of evil spirits, the end of the world was coming.
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