The Almighty Female Supporting Role of Quick Transmigration is in training

Chapter 411 Hot-blooded comics: I am Death (2)
A shadow covered the tops of the two people's heads, and the two people raised their heads at the same time, only to see a huge hand above their heads covering them.

In desperation, Luo Qinghuan wanted to draw out the knife to resist, but found that the power in her body was losing, and Luo Qinghuan was very familiar with the power that was drained from her body - it was spiritual power.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this body also possessed spiritual power, but Luo Qinghuan had no time to be happy, and soon the spiritual power was drained from her body and transferred to the young man along the sword.

Luo Qinghuan, who had lost all her strength, loosened her hand and fell limply on the ground. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the big hand that was getting closer and closer. Could it be that she was about to die here?

At this moment, the red-haired boy raised his head and roared, his whole body emitted a dazzling white light, and this burst of white light even forced back the big hand above his head.

The white light dissipated, and in front of Luo Qinghuan appeared a young man in a black robe holding a two-meter sword in his hand. He was exactly the young man Luo Qinghuan stabbed just now. At this moment, his appearance had changed. Waving the big knife in his hand, his face showed joy.

"Qing Huan, this is the power of the god of death, I feel that I have become stronger!"

Luo Qinghuan, who had just lost her strength, was already weak, and was overwhelmed by the pressure of the young man's sudden increase. She just twitched the corners of her mouth and couldn't say a word. The young man approached excitedly, just thinking She was interrupted by Luo Qinghuan when she wanted to say something to Luo Qinghuan.

"careful!"

Luo Qinghuan looked over the young man's shoulders, just as he saw the pair of big hands approaching them again, he yelled all over, the young man was startled, turned around in a hurry, and raised the knife in his hand.

The boy's knife just blocked the big hand that covered it, and the owner of those big hands came out from the shadows. When Luo Qinghuan and the boy saw what was behind the shadow, both of them gasped.

It was a gigantic monster about five meters high, resembling a human, with a large circular hole in its chest, black hair all over its body, and a strangely shaped white mask covering its face. Although it was huge, its The action is not as slow as ordinary humans, and it seems to be consciously targeting the two of them.

The young man snorted coldly, and rushed up with the knife in his hand, while Luo Qinghuan watched from behind, breaking out in cold sweat.

The boy was slashing wildly, and the monster easily dodged his attack, but the good thing was that the boy looked very energetic, and his slashing movements were continuous without any pause. I don't know how long he slashed, the monster They all showed signs of fatigue, but he was still full of energy.

Luo Qinghuan, who was always paying attention to the situation of the battle, raised his spirits a little.

"Cut horizontally on the left - block from above, yes, cut downward!""

Luo Qinghuan's combat skills have been tempered in many worlds and have been perfected. It is more than enough to guide a young man who only knows how to do things recklessly. Under Luo Qinghuan's guidance, the young man finally slashed and wounded the monster. In the end, the young man slashed the monster's head In the chest, the monster made a sharp and piercing sound, then turned into a cloud of black smoke, and disappeared in front of the two of them.

Luo Qinghuan's heart finally relaxed. She struggled to get up from the ground, but fell hard. The young man who heard the noise quickly dropped the knife in his hand and ran over to help her.

With the help of the boy, Luo Qinghuan finally stood up, the boy was about to say something with a smile on his face, when Luo Qinghuan sneezed.

"Ah Choo—yes, I'm sorry, I—Ah Choo!"

"It's okay, it's okay, come with me."

It's no wonder that he didn't get sick after being in the rain for so long. The young man quickly took off his coat and put it on Luo Qinghuan's body, and helped Luo Qinghuan to shelter from the rain under the eaves. Their bodies were a little close, separated by the drenched Luo Qinghuan could feel the boy's body temperature rise several degrees in the clothes.

(End of this chapter)