Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Before they finished spitting out blood, the protective shield suddenly shattered, turning into sharp golden blades that shot towards them. Some people had no time to dodge, and the blades pierced their chests, and they fell to the ground and died.

At this moment, a strong wind blew, the originally bright sky gradually became dark, and dark clouds gathered and floated towards this side at a very fast speed.

The dark clouds gathered heavier and heavier, accompanied by lightning and thunder. Unlike ordinary thunder and lightning, each flash of oppressive lightning in the dark clouds seemed to split people into ashes.

[Oh no, it's over, someone is going to die.] The system, which had not appeared for a long time, saw this thunder and came out to eat melons.

I told you not to touch the power that does not belong to this plane of existence, but you refused to listen.

The things that were transmitted into Zhou Jin's body from the previous plane came out in this plane and hurt people.

Now that you have been discovered by the Heaven, you will be struck by lightning.

"Speak up."

Jiang Que blocked the system with a calm face.

"This is……"

Some people noticed the strangeness of the sky and no longer cared about what powerful thing had suddenly appeared on Yanhui's body. All their eyes turned to Jiang Que.

Even Yanhui was stunned.

As if he thought of something, his face, which had been trying to remain calm, suddenly fell on Jiang Que, who was standing proudly and independently in the strong wind not far away.

"Senior Brother!" he murmured in disgust.

Just as he was about to move, he staggered because of the pain in his internal organs that had just been oppressed by the magic circle.

Jiang Que dodged over and caught the person.

The thunder tribulation was still gathering, circling over the Soul-crying Pavilion.

Yan Hui was held in Jiang Que's arms. Jiang Que bowed slightly to the elder immortal master of the Dusheng Gate and said, "Yan Hui is the Taoist partner that I promised to marry. We will live and die together. I knew that he was a demon but did not report it. This is a mistake. Please expel me from the sect."

Jiang Que waved his hand, untied the badge from his waist that only disciples of the Dusheng Sect had and threw it on the ground. He left with Yanhui in his arms, ignoring everyone's attempts to stop him.

As Jiang Que left, the thunder that was hovering above their heads also left.

Maybe some people didn’t know Immortal Lord Jiang Que before, but after the rumor spread, everyone knew that he practiced the way of ruthlessness.

Since ancient times, those who practiced the ruthless way and broke the way were either killed or disabled.

The thunder from the sky just now had such powerful force even before it was fully condensed. If it really fell on a person, it would be enough to turn the person into ashes in one strike.

"Senior brother..."

Yanhui didn't know where Jiang Que was taking him. He just felt that he put him down when he was quite far away from the Dusheng Gate to prevent those old men from chasing him.

And that heavenly thunder had been following behind them, as if it had gathered countless energies, swelling into a big balloon that kept pressing down, as if it could explode at any time.

Yanhui was put on a stone and sat down. When Jiang Que was about to leave, he grabbed Jiang Que's sleeve tightly with his fingers.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at Jiang Que and shook her head, her voice hoarse: "Brother, please don't leave. I beg you, please don't abandon me."

"I was wrong. I don't want you to like me anymore. Please don't leave. Heaven will punish you with thunder. You will die."

"Brother!!"

Yan Hui grabbed Jiang Que's sleeve tightly and refused to let go, as if if he let go, he would never see him again.

Since ancient times, there have been only a few people who have been able to withstand the punishment of heavenly thunder, and those who survived have their cultivation completely wasted.

This is more painful for cultivators than killing them.

Brother, such a proud man, would rather die in this way.

Thunder rumbles and the way of heaven takes shape.

Jiang Que hugged Yanhui, pried open his fingers that were pulling at his sleeves, leaned over and kissed his lips, and wiped away the tears that kept rolling down his cheeks.

"Disgusting, do you believe in Brother?"

Yan Xi bit her lip and nodded: "I believe it."

Jiang Que wiped his tears again: "Then wait for Brother to come back."

"The question you asked me last time, I will answer it today. I like you, very much. I wanted to marry you not just on a whim, nor for the so-called practice. I just wanted to be with you. It's a pity that the trial took too long, so I didn't wait until I could marry you. Don't blame me."

"No, I don't blame you. I just want you to come back and don't leave. I don't want you to like me anymore. Please don't like me. I beg you."

Jiang Que pried open the disgusting fingers.

"Brother!!"

Yan Hui wanted to catch it again, but he missed.