Chapter 491
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"You hate me so much! Huh? "
A fierce slap landed directly on Haili Chenguang's cheek, interrupting his sneak peek at the Butterfly of Sand.
This sudden attack caused the left side of his face to look like a big cake in half a breath's time.
Thinking that Haili Chenguang had spat out the Fengqi Pill he had given him, Zhen Xiaoxiao sniffled, gritting his teeth and growling.
"If you hate me, then refine the pill and beat me again. Do you think you can prove that you have a backbone by refusing to eat handouts?"
"Bah!"
"A man's backbone is not in being stubborn, but whether he can become an indomitable man in the end!"
"Can't you win the competition and then laugh at me? Can't you wait ten years for a gentleman's revenge? Look at how arrogant the Song Family is! If you can't beat them, then use money to buy assassins! Yes, as long as you have money, you can crush me! Aren't you the wealthiest direct disciple of the Giant God Sect? Why don't you learn how to save the country in a roundabout way? "
Cen Yuanqing couldn't keep up with the changes in the situation.
One second, he suddenly realized that the savior and the rescued knew each other.
The next second, he realized that there seemed to be an inexplicable hatred between the two.
Now … Zhen Xiaoxiao was teaching the other how to retaliate with righteous indignation, listing out all kinds of feasible methods, as if he had taught a stupid disciple, so he was hating iron for not becoming steel!
"Am I hearing things?"
Frowning, Cen Yuanqing made the expression of a child with dementia.
The anger in Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart seemed to be indescribable in a few words. Taking advantage of the fact that Haili Chenguang was stunned by his slap, question after question burst out of his mouth like fried beans.
"A person who regards the Elixir Beast Competition as incomparably important, and because he couldn't participate, he would commit suicide in despair. How could he give up just because of a few spats of blood?! Li Chenguang, I was wrong about you, you weak chicken! "
Tears continued to flow.
Zhen Xiaoxiao closed his eyes, recalling the day when he went to visit Li Chenguang with the Fengqi Pill in his arms.
That person sat in the tent, the air was dead, the color of the display around him was also dead.
Because that person's heart had died.
Li Chenguang's obsession with winning the tournament was stronger and crazier than anyone else's.
However, he, who had such a strong desire to win, refused to refine the medicine because he couldn't overcome his inner demon that bore a grudge against him. In the end, he ended up in such a miserable state.
Thinking back to how well the people of the Giant God Sect had treated him, thinking back to how Martial Nephew Chenguang had enthusiastically divined Second Father's whereabouts for him, and how he had innocently shielded him from disaster …
Zhen Xiaoxiao's nose turned sour. He felt as if a knife was being stabbed into his chest, twisting and turning fiercely.
"Li Chenguang, wherever I go, you will follow. Don't … give up!"
His furious tone suddenly became gentle.
Zhen Xiaoxiao heaved a long sigh, and carried the weak Urri Chenguang on his back.
This was what she owed him.
It was also her repayment to him.
What a ridiculous level of comprehension. Without saying a single word, the young girl's mind was filled with a whole series of drama of the year.
Really … small …
Suddenly sticking close to the girl's slender spine, Morning Light of the Dark Forest expressed shock and astonishment at Zhen Xiaoxiao's sincerity.
What to do?
Let this misunderstanding continue to develop?
Morning Light of the Dark Forest looked back at the maddened Butterfly of Sand, clenched his teeth, and hardened his heart. He threw Bei Bei on the ground.
But he looked down, pointed to the southeast direction, and urged Zhen Xiaoxiao in his ear.
"Go this way! There's a way out. "
As a divine diviner, it was very difficult to make the decision to abandon the Butterfly of Sand.
After all, Zhen Xiaoxiao had always represented the word "fate" in his fate.
But after pointing the way for her, Morning Light of the Dark Forest felt very relieved.
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