I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 298 Refuge?Master Ou's old friend Guanghui

Deep in the jungle.

The black hair on Maoxiaomi's back was a bit messy, and upon closer inspection, one could see a deep scar on it, like a knife cut.

The little cat meowed twice, licked the cat's paw gracefully, and looked at a dying "strong man" lying beside him.

Next to the "strong man" stood a "woman" in luxurious clothes.

The "female" was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and said with a miserable smile, "As expected of the director of our Monster Beast Administration, she was ambushed and attacked by a dozen of us and suffered some minor injuries."

Maoxiaomi looked at the "woman" quietly.

The "female" continued: "It's a pity that we alien races are just puppets."

Mao Xiaomi meowed, and glanced around at the dozen or so aliens of various races lying on the ground.

The eyes of the "female" also followed Mao Xiaomi's gaze, knowing that these companions were all dead, she couldn't help thinking: "I'm afraid I won't live for too long, this master is not a pity."

Looking at Mao Xiaomi again, the "female" didn't know whether to persuade or threaten, and said: "You and that sword fairy are just two people, no matter how high your ability is, no matter how strong your combat power is, you can't change those people. The ambition to create a god, isn't it?"

Mao Xiaomi meowed twice, no longer looked at the "woman", and seemed to not want to listen to her nonsense anymore, brushed her claws across her neck, ended her life, and looked at the back of the red-haired man behind her .

There was no panic or surprise in the eyes of the "woman", but a sense of comfort and relief.

Meow!Meow!
Mao Xiaomi blew lingeringly a few times, as if she was calling for something, but she didn't seem to express anything, just meowing a few times.

The red-haired man's eyes were full of charm, and he murmured in a low voice: "It's really hard to deal with! Those people don't know whether they are too cautious or too stupid, so they sent some miscellaneous fish over, and still want to kill this cat?"

Those fairy-level aliens lying on the ground, if they knew that they were called miscellaneous fish by the red-haired man, I wonder if they would die in peace.

……

Somewhere in the wild.

Tie Hanhan was taken away, Ou Guangyuan was very depressed.

Sitting on a small hillside, Ou Guangyuan thought for a long time, and suddenly smashed the hillside under his buttocks into flat ground with a few hammers. go.

As soon as Ou Guangyuan left, the terrified little creatures around crawled out of the cave or among the trees tremblingly one after another.

I looked around and saw that the "Iron Hammer Destroys the Great Demon King" was gone, so I ran out happily, and began to move with friends and companions, going deeper into the mountain forest.

Among them was a monkey demon, looking at the direction Ou Guangyuan left, disappeared with a whoosh, and seemed to be chasing him in the direction he left.

In the void, Ou Guangyuan's figure flickered again and again, extremely fast.

Although he is not good at speed, as a fairy-level warrior, he can easily control things like flying in the air and teleporting.

However, Ou Guangyuan's mind was not focused on flying in the air or teleporting, which made his trajectory very strange. It was not a perfect straight line or arc, but a messy mess of twine.

It's a good thing that he is moving forward as a whole, otherwise he might fly and fly back, maybe?
Ou Guangyuan's mind is on other places, such as:
"Why didn't that bastard Allen kill me? Although it may take some effort to kill me, it is still very good for him to kill me. At least there is one less enemy, isn't it?"

"And why did you take away Tie Hanhan's semi-finished product? Could it be that Allen is also doing research on alien races, especially ghost race research?"

"That little boy is obviously an ordinary human being, and not a guardian, so why is he able to control the guardian's grace?..."

These questions in Ou Guangyuan's mind are like his way forward, like a mess!
……

After half a day.

Ou Guangyuan came to the top of a huge modern and artistic building.

On the roof of the building, a swordsman in a blue shirt sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

The blue-shirted swordsman did not have a handsome face, nor a tall and mighty figure, nor did he have sharp eyes. He looked quite ordinary, like a big brother next door.

Ou Guangyuan stood still in the void and shouted: "I'm looking for your curator, can you accommodate me?"

The blue-shirted swordsman still closed his eyes, but the long sword lying flat in front of him slowly floated up, and it turned out to be a swordsman.

That long sword is completely different from Su Yi's Do Not Move Sword. There is no simple sword box to hide the sharp sword light. Like a sword.

However, the long sword matched the temperament of the blue-shirted swordsman very well, and they both looked very ordinary.

Seeing that the man not only ignored him, but also raised his weapon.

Ou Guangyuan couldn't help being a little angry and aggrieved, and said in his heart: "How can I say that I am also a legend, even if I am in your library, I am not treated so casually, am I?"

Suddenly, a young man carrying a stick, wearing a jovial beach suit, appeared beside the blue-shirted swordsman.

He patted the blue-shirted swordsman on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yuyu, this is a big shot. Although you say you have broken through to the immortal level, you can't beat him. His big hammer is still quite heavy."

When Ou Guangyuan saw the director of the museum, Chang Douzi, he was immediately happy, and said with a smile, "Brother Chang, I haven't seen you in a hundred years, but you are still in good spirits!"

Chang Douzi was holding a short stick, half hunched over, recalling some past events, and said with a smile: "Old Ou, you didn't come to take refuge with me because you were beaten up by that bastard Allen, did you?"

Ou Guangyuan coughed twice, and slowly landed on the roof of the huge building. Standing 30 meters away from Chang Douzi, he waved his hands and said, "How could it be? Hehehe!"

Chang Douzi understood, and said: "Sure enough, he was beaten, come to me for comfort."

Ou Guangyuan walked towards Chang Douzi slowly, scratched his head and said:

"Old Chang, no matter what I say, I'm quite old, save me some face in front of the younger generation. And I really have something to tell you, really, I definitely didn't lie to you this time!"

When Chang Douzi heard "Mian'er", he became stunned and said angrily:

"What face do you want! Back then, you didn't listen to me at all. You insisted on doing things with that bastard, but now you want that worthless face?"

Ou Guangyuan knew that he couldn't argue with his words, so he laughed miserably and sighed:

"I did something wrong back then, I admit it! But it's not like you don't know the situation at that time. It's all at that point. I don't want to..."

Chang Douzi directly interrupted Ou Guangyuan's words, and sneered:

"I don't want to? I don't want your fame? I don't want your casting to become a god? I don't want your ghost research? Or I don't want that Bai Qianqian of the white-clothed ghost clan? Ah bah..., a ghost-obsessed thing!"

(End of this chapter)