389 Chapter 388 of “The quick-traveling girl prepares to knock down the male protagonist”

The unwilling first wife (71)

He forgot that this person didn’t care about the life or death of others, and the person who might threaten him was in his arms.

“What does the fate of others have to do with me?” Di Simo’s eyes turned cold. What annoyed him the most was people who were nagging, especially people who he already disliked.

This sentence undoubtedly sentenced him to death. From his feet to the top of his head, his body was cold and turned into slag by the air under his gaze.

The female fairy seemed to be affected as well, and her body began to tear apart. However, at the next moment, someone pulled her out of Xu Wen’s hands. The female fairy looked up in fear, and saw Li Xianchang’s breath was unsteady, and he pushed her to Xiao Tiantian’s position with bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

“Your Majesty, Xu Wen deserves to die, but the crime is not as good as the innocent. This female fairy is innocent!” Li Xianchang’s words contained a hint of disapproval.

“If I really want to kill her, do you think you can pull her out of my barrier?” Di Simo looked at Li Xianchang and said, the confidence and coldness in his words made Li Xianchang’s heart tremble.

“So, I am the only one who deserves to be humiliated like this?” Lan Rushuang looked at the female fairy who was also saved, but when she needed it, no one saved her!

“Fate is determined by nature, and luck is determined by man. You have rare treasures and accompanying treasures. If you fight your way out, your destiny may be different, but you don’t.” Di Simo said the most this time, but after he finished speaking, his eyes turned cold.

“You have forgotten the most important thing about the journey to the immortal world. You can only rely on yourself for everything.” After Di Simo said this, Lan Rushuang’s eyes flashed with a trance. It seemed that when she first started practicing, she was reminded that the immortal world is vast and all external forces are in vain. Only she can rely on and believe in herself.

She has always done this, but when did she forget it?It seems to have started when she first saw this mysterious, cold and powerful man on the rooftop.

He was her first choice for the immortal couple, but when she saw this man holding a woman whose cultivation was inferior to hers at the Wan Tan Banquet, she began to feel envious and superior.

She is a genius and deserves the best!

No one can refuse Yibao and her talent, no one can.

At the moment when Lan Rushuang was strangled, the old woman who had been hiding in the dark was suddenly dragged out by an invisible hand and fell to the ground hard.

“And you.” Di Simo said calmly, looking at the person huddled on the ground.

The old woman had already been frightened and overwhelmed by Di Simo’s methods, but she still looked at Zhou Min with hatred in her eyes.

“Honorable Sir, she is the body of an immortal and a demon. She is a creature abandoned and cursed by both immortals and demons. She will bring turmoil to the three realms. She is a calamity from heaven.” The old woman looked at Di Simo stubbornly, and then said through gritted teeth when her eyes turned to Zhou Min.

“I know better than you what the body of an immortal is.” Di Simo hugged Zhou Min’s shaky body with one hand and raised his index finger in the air. The old woman’s body began to be squeezed and twisted by the invisible breath.

“Your Majesty, please be merciful.” Li Xianchang wanted to save the old woman again, but he found that as soon as he put his hand in, he was severely twisted into a ball by the cold and solemn air. The unshakable power frightened him, and it also made him understand why Di Simo said what he said just now.

If he had the intention to kill the female fairy, he would not be able to pull her out.

Di Simo didn’t want to stay here anymore, nor did he want to pay attention. The moment he turned around, he was already thousands of miles away. The air flying and teleportation should be suppressive to all immortals, but they did not suppress this venerable person at all.

The moment Di Simo and Zhou Min disappeared into the air, the old woman’s body exploded and her soul was destroyed.

When Di Simo appeared, he was already in an antique room, and this was the aerial temple they had always wanted to reach.

After Di Simo left alone, he kept feeling that something was calling him, and he was gradually recovering from the feeling that he was unable to use the air-control flying technique.

When he could barely use space transfer here, he relied on the summoning power in his body to arrive at this majestic and solemn temple floating in the air.

Jade stairs, a dazzling array of rare treasures from the four realms of gods, demons, and immortals that have long since disappeared, as well as vacant rooms, a statue with no visible material in the main hall, an empty white jade coffin, and a broken coffin behind the statue.In the portrait, the woman above looked up at the dark sky, holding up her hands, and a bright red blood bead condensed on her index finger. Although it was only the back, but for some reason, Di Simo felt that the woman in this painting was not looking at the sky, but at the person in the statue.

The surrounding petals were like red flowers at a Wantan banquet. However, the flowers in the painting seemed to be more of a gradient, but he didn’t know whether it was from white to red, or from red to white, one flower and two colors. When he looked at it, he subconsciously covered his chest in a strange way.

He obviously couldn’t feel anything there, but when he looked at the flowers in the painting, he seemed to have an uncomfortable feeling as if his chest was being pulled.

He didn’t know how long he stood in front of this painting and how long he was in a daze. When he came to his senses again, he felt the anxiety and trembling of his own magic weapon.

When I thought about it, I guessed that something might have happened to Zhou Min. Although he could use space teleportation, he didn’t know why at that moment, he was unable to use it in this temple full of the strongest and purest immortal power.

He could only fly away, but it was still a little late.

Looking at Zhou Min on the bed, Di Simo pushed the hair stuck to her face behind her ears, took the purple bell from her waist, and placed it on her chest. The power of God’s origin continued to gather around him.

Then the purple bell was used as a medium to gently enter Zhou Min’s broken body, and above his soul, he began to repair it bit by bit.

Zhou Min didn’t know what was happening. He only felt a warm and clinging aura constantly washing over his body and soul.

The rich power of God’s origin rose sharply at the feet of Di Simo, who was standing beside the bed, and condensed into a huge vortex behind him that looked like a flying dragon.

Suddenly, auspicious clouds began to rise in the room, but where Di Simo himself didn’t notice, the pure power of God gradually became tainted with a black aura. The originally peaceful atmosphere suddenly became violent, and the wind was hunting!

In the room, or rather, in this world, an invisible source of power suddenly exploded, surrendering to Di Simo’s side as if he were meeting a king, and then slowly entered his own source of power, as if he had finally returned!