I draw a card first

Chapter 194 Monk and King

"Hehe, I didn't expect that I would be in such a mess..."

With self-mockery, Ivan slowly got up from the ground.

However, at this time, his face completely lost the natural purity and softness before.

Although there was no real change in his facial features and appearance, the suddenly sharp and deep eyes, and the faint sneer at the corners of his mouth, changed his temperament drastically, with a sudden domineering and majestic feeling that made people extremely fearful.

It was as if the person in front of him was no longer a young monk, but a king, an overlord with great power in his hands and a sea of ​​blood behind him!

"Yellow beams, one dream, turning the emptiness into reality, one thought, one world, one heart, one mortal world, good means!"

While sneering, Ivan straightened his body.

Rudian's eyes swept over the monk who was covered in injuries all over his body, and the other person's hairs stood on end when he looked at him with such substantive eyes!

Danger!Extremely dangerous!

The powerful spiritual sense brought about by years of practicing Zen made him subconsciously raise the Zen staff to block his chest. In an instant, Ai Wen's figure turned into a blurry phantom as if teleporting, with a terrifying feeling of piercing through the sky. A sonic boom, a sudden punch!
The terrifying punch easily broke the body of the staff made of diamond wood wrapped in hundred-refined steel, tore the mana seal on it, and then broke the golden light on the monk's body like piercing thin paper, and printed it on the his chest!
puff!
The monk who was instantly slammed into the air, feeling pain all over his body, didn't even have time to scream, so he volleyed a mouthful of blood, with countless fragments of internal organs mixed in faintly!

Then, he fell to the ground hard like a broken sack, the bones in his chest were completely dented and broken, and his whole body was so angry that he was about to die!
The monk was dealt with with one blow, and Aiwen's ghostly figure did not stop at all, and then rushed towards the Taoist.

At this moment, still not saying a word, the Taoist priest who stared wide-eyed in horror hurriedly took out a large handful of yellow charms from his arms.

Before he had time to distinguish what was there, he simply bit the tip of his tongue cruelly, sprayed blood from the tip of his tongue on it, then sacrificed a bunch of spells, and hit Ai Wen, who had completely changed himself, fiercely!
Mountain-Moving Curse, Flame Curse, Evil-Spelling Curse
Countless spells bombarded down, but Aiwen was not afraid at all. The black aura flying around his body like a fog suddenly surged, and it was easily corroded like weak water that devoured everything, and Aiwen's heavy punch followed On the Taoist priest!

Click!

With a muffled sound, accompanied by countless tearing sounds, the sternum of the Taoist priest's entire upper body was completely shattered into blurred fragments, but this man is indeed a true hero who doesn't talk too much, even if he died, he still didn't even say a word …

After killing the two enemies in an instant, Aiwen had time to look down at his slightly red and swollen right hand, frowning slightly.

He stretched out his left hand, held down his right hand that was dislocated due to too much force, and pressed it back with a click.

After a few movements to make sure there was nothing unusual, he turned around and looked at the cute little fox with wide-eyed eyes and a small cherry mouth that was faintly visible.

"Um?!"

Realizing that Aiwen was looking at him, the little fox, who realized something was wrong, hurriedly closed his mouth, lowered his head and frantically wiped away the crystals from the corners of his mouth, and then looked at the "little monk" who had become completely unfamiliar with his eyes in surprise.

Horror stories about house taking and possession, which she had heard faintly before, couldn't help but surfaced in her mind, which made her extremely terrified.

Could it be that the little monk Aiwen was taken away by some evil demon?
Just when she was terrified and even guessed whether she would just die in the hands of this unknown demon, Aiwen's eyes suddenly softened, and then he squatted in front of her and reached out to touch her head.

He even touched her pair of white fox ears habitually.

Well, the feeling is still bursting...

The familiar warmth, the familiar gaze, and the momentary staring at each other are worth more than a thousand words, and the little fox immediately smiled with tears in his eyes.

The person in front of me is still my little monk, the one who accompanies me and embraces me to bring warmth...

"Evan..."

Calling softly, the spirit of the fox demon relaxed in vain.

At the same time, the exhaustion and weakness that could no longer be suppressed made her eyes go dark, and she saw a faint fluorescent light covering her whole body at a rapid speed, and finally the fluorescent light dissipated, and the girl disappeared, revealing a little white fox covered in scars and falling into a coma .

"It's so embarrassing again..."

Aiwen said with some distress, and at the same time carefully picked up the white fox, which was completely soaked and dripping with light blood, and placed it on his chest.

The terrifying black air spontaneously avoided the location of the little white fur ball, even shielding it from the rain above its head.

But obviously, this is far from enough.

If there is no treatment, the little guy's already exhausted injuries, coupled with the overdraft that he had suffered from emotional ups and downs before, will definitely be life-threatening.

So Aiwen thought for a while, then turned his head suddenly, and looked at a sika deer running frightened from a distance, his eyes flickering coldly.

Then he suddenly stretched out a hand and shook it hard!
The black aura immediately turned into a terrifying big hand, which rolled and spread away in an instant, covering the whole body of the running sika deer, and in an instant, the essence of its whole body was sucked out in an instant!
When the black air retracted, the unlucky deer passing by the soy sauce turned into a lifeless mummy, and fell to the ground with a click at the speed it was running in the last second.

Accompanied by the splashing raindrops, it shattered into fragments all over the ground!
And the terrifying big hand transformed by the black breath returned to Aiwen's hand with a ball of pale green light that was compressed into a near substance.

Xu Xu held the source of life, and Aiwen stretched out his hand a little, turning it into a stream of light and pouring it into the little fox's body.

Immediately, with the influx of life force, the wounds on the little fox began to heal rapidly, and the lost blood began to regenerate rapidly, and even the hair that had fallen off was restored, and it even looked brighter and softer than before!
"Evil... devil!"

The monk, who had kept his last breath before swallowing, was paralyzed aside, witnessing all of this.

His eyes widened, and he spat out his last words with difficulty. Blood gushed out of his mouth again, and he was completely lifeless...

"I'm not some demon. According to the world, I can barely be regarded as... a half-immortal with the power of the ghost?"

Ivan shrugged and explained to the corpse.

He lowered his head and made sure that the little fox, which was breathing evenly, was fine. He held it with one hand while walking in front of the two corpses.

Well, he's going to "lick the bag".

Maybe the little monk Aiwen before the awakening memory could not do this kind of desecration of the corpse, but after awakening, in front of the overlord Aiwen whose will was sharpened in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, this kind of restraint It's hardly worth mentioning.

These two "little bosses" are obviously wandering practitioners, and each of them has a bulging luggage wrapped in oilcloth.

Before he had time to take a closer look, he packed the items and packages that were still intact on the two of them together, and Ai Wen returned to the temple first to settle the little fox.

Afterwards, he took a wooden shovel he had made, dug two large pits in the rain, and buried the two bodies.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

All the traces of the battle gradually dissipated under the fierce washing of the torrential rain. Only two unnamed new graves seemed to be silently telling stories that happened here...

(End of this chapter)