The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse - Chapter 143

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This scene has not just turned a corner. If Yu Ze Beast rushes up and suffocates the people in the deep forest regardless of whether it is black or white, it would be too wrong for them to die.

“Quick, tell them to retreat—” Bai Zhou was seriously injured, and he really didn’t have the strength to roar again, his throat seemed to be clogged with blood, and his voice was full of brokenness.

Bai Qi also noticed the roar that sounded like a thunder in the distance. She immediately understood what Bai Zhou meant, and shouted at the top of her voice: “Don’t fight, back off, back off…”

As she said that, she supported Bai Zhou with one hand, preparing to drag Li Hua, who had collapsed under a half tree trunk.

Seeing that his daughter was struggling to walk, Bai Zhou felt guilty and felt like a burden.

He paused, bent down and took a few heavy breaths. With his almost numb arms, he supported the tree trunk on one side: “Go save him, don’t worry about me.”

Bai Qi’s eyes were full of puzzlement, recalling how Bai Zhou had just vomited blood: “But…”

“I can go by myself.” Bai Zhou looked at the exhausted and blood-covered Song family patriarch in the distance, and interrupted her with a sharp cough: “I’ll go see if he’s still alive.”

Seeing Yuze Beast’s voice getting closer, Bai Qi gritted his teeth and nodded: “Don’t be brave, I’ll send him to a safe place and I’ll pick you up.”

Bai Zhou smiled weakly, raising his blood-stained arm, as if he wanted to pat her on the head, but when he caught sight of the dirt on his hand, he stopped.

He watched his daughter go away, then staggered to support the trunk of the tree, and walked towards the fallen Song family patriarch.

Bai Zhou has already made a plan. Anyway, he is old enough to live enough, even if he is swallowed by Yuze Beast, it is not a loss.

Over the years, he has never expressed the pain of his wife’s loss, but it is inevitable that he resents Bai Qi in his heart.

He always felt that if it wasn’t for Bai Qi’s loss of vitality when his wife was born, how could she be seriously ill and die in the next few years.

Therefore, he seldom gave Bai Qi fatherly love, and even seldom disciplined his daughter like an ordinary father.

Their way of getting along has always been to gather less and leave more, and Bai Qi was raised and raised in the immortal mansion, suffering from the bad habit of being arrogant.

It wasn’t until Bai Qi became a slim big girl that Bai Zhou suddenly realized that he blamed Bai Qi for the loss of his love, and therefore missed the most important growth process of his daughter.

If Song Dingding hadn’t told him that his deceased wife was still alive, the so-called “death from a serious illness” was just a play played by his wife to get rid of him.

If he hadn’t seen Song Dingding with his own eyes, like his wife, he would not hesitate to sacrifice his life just to escape from Pei Ming’s side.

He may not have realized how wrong he was in the past.

No matter how much he loved his wife back then, he shouldn’t use love as the name and bind her to his side like a caged bird.

He created Emotion Gu and used it to deceive himself for many years, but where is true love obtained by force.

He has never respected her, and losing her is just something that will happen sooner or later. It’s ridiculous that he hasn’t figured out this reason for so many years, and he has put all the blame on his daughter.

Bai Zhou chuckled lightly, raised his stiff legs, and kicked the Song family patriarch who fell in a pool of blood: “Hey, are you still alive?”

The body that was lying in the ground, motionless, trembled invisibly: “Well…”

Bai Zhou couldn’t help sneering, and jokingly said: “What an immortal, this is still alive.”

Jokes aside, he still took a deep breath, leaned down with a dull pain all over his body, picked up the right leg of the Patriarch of the Song family, and walked towards the depths of the forest.

After making sure that the Song family’s patriarch would not be attacked by the demon cultivator and would not be swallowed by the Yuze Beast, he slowly exhaled and turned back towards the original path.

“What are you doing…” Patriarch Song raised his blurred face with some difficulty.

Without turning his head, Bai Zhou waved his hand freely: “Go to fulfill my responsibilities.”

He didn’t care whether the Song family’s patriarch understood or not, dragging a leg that was pierced by the black wild boar, and limping in the direction of the low roar of the rain beast.

No matter if they are cultivators, they are only mortals, how can they resist such a beast as Yu Ze beast in a chaotic world.

Now that Pei Ming is powerless to escape, he used to be the Palace Master of the Immortal Mansion, and has been in contact with Yuze Beast for more than ten years. Even if he can’t control Yu Ze Beast, it would be good for them to delay their escape.

Bai Zhou’s injuries were not minor, and he was not much better than Song Family Patriarch and Li Hua. He struggled to walk, and before he could go far, he collided with the oncoming Yuze Beast.

Even though he has watched Yuze Beast for several years, now when he sees it walking, it is more than ten meters high, and the ground seems to have cracks, and he can’t stop his heart trembling.

Yuze Beast has a dragon head, a lion body, a snake tail and a pair of horns, like a gigantic monster. The pitch-black snake pupils stared at him for a moment, and the nostrils continued to spew cloud-like heat.

Baizhou knows what this means – when it is hungry, it will look at others with such eyes.

In the past, he would ask people to buy some chickens, ducks, and fish to feed it, but it was obvious that Yuze Beast, who had no ropes, didn’t want to eat those bland birds.

Bai Zhou met its cold and fancy pupils and stepped back subconsciously: “Rain, Yuze…”

Before he even uttered the word ‘beast’, he saw Yuze Beast open his bright red **** mouth and roared at him. The roar shook the sky, and even the air was shattered.

He was probably locked out of the Immortal Mansion for so many years, and he couldn’t wait for the master, which made him full of resentment.

When I see someone now, I want to show my anger.

Bai Zhou looked up at it, and was so frightened that his legs were softened.

At this moment, he was as humble and inconspicuous as an ant in front of the tens of meters high Yuze Beast.

Bai Zhou wanted to say something, but Yu Ze Beast didn’t give him a chance to speak at all, and slapped it head-on.

The generous lion’s paw was like a long pillar in the sky, and he felt remorse in his heart. It seemed that he still overestimated his position in Yuze Beast’s heart.

This Yuze Beast, who has been fed by him for more than ten years, obviously does not have the slightest affection for him, not even any special treatment that is different from ordinary people.

Just when Bai Zhou thought that he was going to slap it into a patty, Yu Ze Beast landed a palm on his side, and then walked over him quickly and walked straight ahead.

He was still in shock, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly remembered Pei Ming who was worshipping pilgrimage in the deep forest, gritted his teeth, followed behind the Yuze Beast, and limped up: “Don’t go, you can’t eat Pei Ming. …”

Song Dingding, who was sitting on the horn of Yuze Beast, saw Bai Zhou running and shouting funny, he couldn’t help laughing, then the smile stopped, and his throat became a little bitter.

She never thought that Bai Zhou would fight so hard to protect Pei’s name.

Perhaps Pei Ming never noticed, the warmth that was so close at hand.

They can always be easily entangled by obsessions, and pin their love and happiness in the illusory distance, but few people notice that love is in the moment, right in front of them.

Instead of blindly escaping, it is better to learn to face it. At least in this illusory world, everything is possible, and it is not too late.

Xu Shi is no longer digging into the horns. Song Dingding has never felt that he is so transparent and relaxed. His palm, which is as invisible as air, gently falls on the furry ear of Yuze Beast: “Thank you, Yuze Beast.”

It seemed that the feathers had fallen, and obviously he could not feel anything, but the Yuze Beast grinned, as if he was laughing, exhaling a big mouthful of hot air.

It’s footsteps are more cheerful, but when the magic cultivator sees its arrival, his face is pale and screams are everywhere, and he doesn’t look happy.

Even though there are not many people who have seen Yuze Beast in Sanlu Jiuzhou, this tens of meters tall behemoth only needs to stand there to make ant-like humans tremble.

After all, it is a divine beast. It doesn’t need Song Dingding’s exhortation at all, and it can easily tell which people need it to solve.

It does not feed on demons, and it rarely eats meat. Yuze beasts eat dew and thunderstorms, so it has always been disdainful of eating the chicken, duck, and fish that Baizhou sent to it.

At this moment, in order to protect the person Song Dingding wanted to protect, Yuze Beast opened his **** mouth and took three or five sips of magic cultivators. He bit into his mouth and chewed three or two times before spitting it out, as if he was spitting out grape skins.

Although he was a demon cultivator, he was also mortal. Song Dingding almost vomited from this **** scene.

She endured the discomfort and lay down on the horns of Yuze Beast. Its dragon head is wide and high. As long as she doesn’t deliberately lower her head to look, she can’t see what’s going on underneath.

Only hearing the ups and downs of screams in the deep forest, the demon cultivators, who were still in a position to win, were frightened by the rain beasts and ran wild, like headless flies.

Uncle Baizhou looked at the fleeing demon cultivators, still unwilling, he snarled sharply: “Everyone stop! Stop! Whoever kills Pei Ming will be rewarded with 100,000 high-level spiritual stones, 100 acres of land, and allowed Crown Prince Jiahou!”

One hundred thousand high-level spirit stones are enough to buy dozens of cities in the Demon Realm, or buy several islands in the Immortal Cultivation Realm to open up new doors. This is the wealth that they can’t exchange for dozens of lifetimes.

This condition is too tempting, and the originally chaotic military heart seems to be revived at this moment, and people keep stopping and returning to the deep forest.

Seeing that the disappearing crisis strikes again, Song Dingding’s heart froze.

Uncle Baizhou asked them to kill Pei Ming by name and surname. The Yuze beast was huge, and it was inevitably not flexible enough to move.

And those magic cultivators are sensitive and cunning, facing countless magic cultivators who are fighting for the future, if it makes a mistake, Pei Ming will die in their hands.

Bai Zhou and the Patriarch of the Song family have held on for so long, and they must have been scarred.

When Song Dingding lost his mind, someone was approaching Pei Ming desperately. Yuze Beast seemed to feel her uneasiness, and his mouth was even more merciless, and his claws were dancing desperately. Brain come.

Even if there are countless magic cultivators who died in the mouth of Yuze Beast, there are still people who will die for the huge sum of 100,000 spirit stones, as if they are making a bet with fate.

The **** smell of the demon cultivators in the mouth was too strong, and the Yuze Beast became more and more impetuous. It couldn’t help screaming up to the sky, causing the sky to smash blue and purple lightning.

Lightning passed through the deep forest, and the dazzling light seemed to tear the ground in half. The demon cultivators subconsciously covered their eyes, and Yuze Beast took advantage of this to destroy most of the enemies.

Uncle Baizhou finally couldn’t sit still. He jumped off the black wild boar, his knees exerted a little force, and he stepped on the tree trunk like a swallow in the deep forest. The Yuze Beast could only see the wind-like shadow passing by, but Can’t catch up with him.

Seeing that the crescent moon sickle in his hand slashed at Pei Ming, Song Dingding subconsciously clenched the horns of Yuze Beast, his lower lip biting with sharp teeth was red and bloodshot: “Pei Ming—”

Her screams were heart-wrenching, but apart from Yuze Beast, no one else could hear her voice at all.

The sound of sharp weapons piercing her body was particularly harsh in the noisy deep forest. Tears were in her eyes, as if she had forgotten to breathe, and her **** lips trembled.

Something fell heavily, the white clothes stirred in the cold wind, the blood on the icy blade, the long crow-blue hair in the Qingguan, and the white face splashed with a line of warm blood.

—It is Yuwei Daojun.

He blocked the knife for Pei Ming.

The sickle descended from the ribs and penetrated to the waist. The flesh was separated, and the blood splattered everywhere, but he couldn’t avoid it and pierced the chest of Uncle Baizhou’s face.

Pei Ming didn’t look at him, but walked straight past him, but Daojun Yuwei had never been so calm for a moment.

He felt that the inner demons that had plagued him for a long time seemed to have finally vanished at this moment.

No matter who Pei Ming is, whether he is male or female, he is just fulfilling his responsibility as a teacher at this moment.

Then, Li Hua, Bai Qi, Bai Zhou, Ma Yun, the head of the Song family… They all came from different directions, but they were all for the same goal.

In this life, no one has ever loved Pei Ming, but at this moment, they all came for him.

As soon as the uncle who led the demon cultivators died, the promise of the 100,000 spirit stones naturally disappeared, and they fled in a hurry, and there was no longer the posture of dying.

Song Dingding knew that no one would come to play Pei Ming’s idea again.

The heart that she lifted high was finally put back in its original position, and the ensuing feeling of exhaustion made her body soften, and she fell from the towering horn.

Not surprisingly, Yuze Beast caught her firmly with the palm of his hand.

But she didn’t have time to say a word of thanks, her heavy eyelids slowly drooped, and her depressed consciousness made her feel uneasy.

She struggled unwillingly, but it was just useless. She tried her best to look at Pei Ming, who was prostrating herself, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

Song Dingding used all his strength and opened his eyes wide. Before his blurred vision dissipated, he seemed to see a black sedan car flashing past in the deep forest.

There was white gauze floating on the sedan chair, and the man in white sat lazily with a casual smile on the corner of his mouth.

The ghost emperor…is that the ghost emperor?