Others are still struggling, but I am just slacking off.

"I do not go!"

Murong Bo quickly expressed his opinion.

Wang Zhirou had complicated feelings towards Murong Bo. She also knew how he felt about her, but she knew that it was useless to say anything, so she just kept silent.

They didn't know if they could survive today. After all, there were ten demigods on the opposite side, and they only had two. They were in great danger.

She couldn't escape, no matter how hard she tried.

"Yushui, go ahead. I'll hold them back."

This is the bloodline of the eldest brother. Because of her family, the eldest brother had to flee for his whole life, and his descendants lived in fear under an assumed name.

She couldn't let Qian Yushui fall into a dead end again because of their family.

"Yes, this is the sin committed by our Murong family. We should bear the consequences ourselves. Life or death is all determined by fate."

Murong Bo has seen through life and death over the past few thousand years, but he feels guilty towards his father-in-law's family, Wang Zhirou, and his children.

He just wanted to atone for his sins, so he has allowed himself to survive until now.

Qian Yushui felt a little comforted when she saw that the expressions of the two men were not fake.

"No, just protect yourself."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the ten people opposite her and touched Bai Li's back. The fox fur was soft and smooth and felt good.

The ten people on the opposite side also reacted and stared at Bai Li.

Although I don’t know what species the fox is, I can be sure that the illusion just now was the work of this beast.

Bai Li glanced at it and didn't take it seriously at all. He squinted his eyes and occasionally swept the back of Qian Yushui's hand with his tail.

The ten demigods of the Xingyang Temple noticed the disdain in Bai Li's eyes and became so angry that they blew their beards and glared.

Ever since they cultivated to the level of quasi-gods, no one dared to turn the tables on them, not to mention that they are now demigods, they are simply courting death.

Qian Yushui noticed the emotional fluctuations of the person opposite her and curled her lips slightly.

"Sister, I'm back!"

Xuan shrank her body and lay on Qian Yushui's other leg.

"What's going on now? Why are there still people injured? People are injured before the fight even starts. This is too pitiful. Why don't we just stop fighting!"

Xuan didn't use her spiritual consciousness to transmit her voice, she just spoke pitifully.

Qian Yushui and Bai Li looked at each other.

Tsk! The drama queen is about to start performing a big show again!

"According to this omen, the person on the other side is destined to die, sooner or later. I strongly suggest that he should just die early."

"It's better to commit suicide than to be killed. Poor little thing over there, I think you should choose to end your life. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't want to die in the process of him killing you. After all, it's too cruel. You're timid, and I'm afraid you won't be able to be cruel enough."

"Really, I am a good beast. I can persuade others to die, but I will never persuade others to live. After all, the world is not worth it."

Qian Yushui has completely adapted to Xuan's messy use of words, and has also become accustomed to her chattering.

Even some illogical and incoherent remarks can be completely ignored.

However, her enemies, such as the Xingyang Temple, are likely to be pissed off.

"Since you have to die sooner or later, why don't you die? Why don't you end your life? Who do you think you are?"

The demigod of the Xingyang Temple was so angry that he spoke. You know, the people of the Xingyang Temple have always been the ones who would take action without saying a word.

After dealing with them for hundreds of years, Qian Yushui had some understanding of the Xingyang Temple.

In order to avoid being recognized, they covered their whole bodies, revealing as little as possible and making no sound at all.

He was provoked by Xiao 8 to say so many words today. It seems that he is really angry.

Of course, there is also the possibility that one feels that the enemy is doomed to die, and it doesn’t matter whether he can be recognized or not.

"Wow! You're not dumb, that's amazing! I thought the only function of your mouth was to hum and eat, a bit like stupid pigs. Forget it, don't insult pigs, you don't deserve it!"

"Hey buddy, I suggest you eat more and talk less. Your voice is too unpleasant, just like a eunuch. But you won't have a chance to eat anymore, after all, this day next year will be your memorial day."

"Of course, it's possible that there won't be a memorial day. After all, if you die, your souls won't be found. Don't worry, I will scatter your ashes for you. I promise that no one will come to pay homage to you."

After Xuan finished speaking, she flapped her two pairs of wings, showing with her actions that she was an enthusiastic person and was happy to help scatter the ashes.

"court death!"

The people from Xingyang Temple are about to take action.

"Wait a minute, first of all, let me make it clear that it's not me who is looking for death, but you. Otherwise, why would you think of humiliating yourself in front of us? If you were someone else, you would still have a chance to survive, tsk tsk!"

"Secondly, do all the people in Xingyang Temple only know how to say these two words? I'm different. I know a little more than you. You're looking for death! Sister, come on, kill them!"

The leader of the Xingyang Temple could no longer bear it and raised his hand. Ten people surrounded Qian Yushui, his three companions and his two beasts.

Qian Yushui placed Bai Li and Xuan on his shoulders on both sides, stood up, put away the rocking chair, and looked at the leader.

Wang Zhirou and Murong Bo quickly formed a pincer attack with Qian Yushui back to back.

"There are fifty demigods in Xingyang Temple. Five of them died in our hands. Add in the ten of you, and that's thirty percent gone. I'm sure they must be feeling the pain!"

"You said that the five elders all died at your hands?"

The leader's pupils constricted, and his original 90% confidence instantly dropped to 70%.

"No, die in their hands. After all, I'm just watching. Let's start the war!"

Qian Yushui turned around and looked at the two beasts.

"That's right! Short-lived ghost, stop talking nonsense!"

When the leader of Xingyang Temple heard Xuan's words, he was so angry that smoke came out of his nostrils.

Who is the short-lived ghost? I am already 25,000 years old, and you have not even lived a fraction of my life.

Who is talking nonsense? Isn't it the other debater who is chattering all the time?

"But if you really want to talk, we can talk about the sky of eighty cents. I heard that your Xingyang Temple has developed a thousand-fold time formation, as well as something to improve strength, right?"

"Go away, you think I'll tell you!"

The ten people in Xingyang Temple were all shocked by these words. Who on earth leaked such a secret information?

Wang Zhirou just felt cold all over. Will she ever be able to take revenge successfully?

No wonder these demigods and quasi-gods come in batches, just to ensure that the people they want to kill have no chance to survive.

Even if they survive today, if twenty, fifty, or a hundred people come next time, will they still have a chance to survive?

Wang Zhirou turned her head to glance at Qian Yushui, and seeing that she looked calm, she felt relieved.

Then he thought of something and his eyes became firm.

"You must be wondering how we know this, right?"

Seeing the hope in the eyes of the people from Xingyang Temple, Xuan felt a little reluctant to tell them.

But is she such a saintly bitch?

Of course not. Not only must you defeat the enemy physically, you must also defeat the enemy spiritually.

"Ha! Why should I tell you stupid pigs!"