It's okay, it's easy to overthrow the heroine's system

Jiang Jingmo was stunned. Logically speaking, now that she had taken the elixir that could conceal her injuries, Ji Chuhe should not be able to tell that she had been branded.

Although he was doubtful, Jiang Jingmo still picked up the branding iron. A ball of faint blue flame condensed in the center of his left palm, and soon the branding iron was burning red.

In order to prevent him from dying too quickly, Ji Chuhe stuffed a healing pill into his mouth.

Jiang Jingmo squatted down, looked at his boss's bloody face, and smiled harmlessly.

"Boss, my fire is called Netherworld Fire, which can burn away all the dirt in the world. Your face is so dirty, let me help you."

As she spoke, she pressed the branding iron in her hand onto the boss's face without hesitation. The sizzling sound of burning flesh was heard, and the boss screamed like a pig being slaughtered. The smell of burning flesh came from his face.

"You didn't even invite me to do something good?"

Xu Fengzui landed on the ground and put Mu Yuanqian on the ground, while Ji Chuhe had already gone to deal with the seriously injured Snake Girl over there. Only the old city lord ran away to an unknown place.

"Waiting for you."

Jiang Jingmo tore the branding iron off the boss's face fiercely. The cloth shop owner screamed again, and his facial features could no longer be distinguished.

She stretched out her hand, and the faint blue flame danced in her palm, looking very lively.

Xu Fengzui didn't hesitate to put the soldering iron into the fire until it turned red, while still talking to the owner of the cloth shop with a smile.

"Boss, guess where I'm going to brand next time?"

The fat body of the cloth shop owner was trembling. Before he could utter a word, the branding iron was pressed against his lower body without hesitation. This time, the boss screamed even more miserably.

The shrill cry even attracted the attention of the man in black robe. He turned his head and saw this scene, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Tsk, useless stuff."

A bolt of lightning struck his shoulder, and another burst of black smoke came out. The man in black robe took a breath of cold air.

"Hasn't your father ever heard that you should not be distracted when fighting?"

Jiang Jiting's white clothes had been eroded by the black fog and were in tatters. His hands and arms were also covered with scars from the erosion. But at this moment, he stopped playing, his face remained calm, and only his slightly trembling fingertips revealed his current situation.

"Are you really in the Earth Spirit Realm?"

The man in black looked at him in confusion. The black smoke on his body was most afraid of the purest things, and this heavenly thunder was the most yang and pure, and was the best choice to suppress the black smoke.

But there is a huge gap between the two of them at the moment, so even if they were suppressed, it would be impossible for them to be suppressed so severely.

Could it be that he suppressed his own realm?

The man guessed in his heart, but did not think about it for too long, because Jiang Jiting did not want to answer his question. As the flute sound started again, several more thunders struck down. The man dodged in a hurry, and couldn't help but look at Jiang Jiting with a bit of fear in his eyes.

What a difficult guy.

As the thunder continued to fall, the man had to dodge and fight back at the same time. Both of them soon had many scars of varying sizes on their bodies, and the battle became intense again.

Here, the cloth shop owner had been branded to pieces, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his two eyeballs were now stuck on Jiang Jingmo's dagger. Blood slowly dripped down the dagger and condensed into a small pool of blood on the ground.

He was still alive at this moment, gasping for breath, and looked at Jiang Jingmo and Xu Fengzui as if he had seen a monster.

The two men didn't care much. Jiang Jingmo even shook the dagger, and the two eyeballs on it slipped off and fell to the ground.

Afterwards, Jiang Jingmo neatly inserted the dagger into the cloth shop owner's arm. The cloth shop owner's body was trembling, but he no longer had the strength to cry out, and could only let her cut him.

Jiang Jingmo cut off half of his arm. Xu Fengzui looked at the arm that looked like a pig's leg and looked at Jiang Jingmo with some curiosity.

"Why did you cut it? Do you want to keep it as a souvenir?"

"Thank you, I don't have that hobby."

Jiang Jingmo threw it into his space belt with disgust, and then threw the Netherworld Fire at the half-dead cloth shop owner.

"He won't survive, but this thing might be useful."

The dark blue flame suddenly ignited. It was an extremely painful feeling. The cloth shop owner, who had no strength to struggle anymore, rolled over on the ground, shouting in pain, which was heart-wrenching and noisy.

Jiang Jingmo looked at Ji Chuhe who was standing beside him again. She had already dealt with the snake girl neatly. Every blow of her sword was fatal and her movements were very efficient. An Yang who was standing beside her was stunned.

Soon, only a pool of dirty black blood and a pile of minced meat remained on the ground. Ji Chuhe's gaze suddenly became gentle when he looked at An Yang.

She wiped her hands, walked forward and gently touched the little girl's head, as if she had become the gentle and steady senior sister in the sect again.

"But you're scared?"

An Yang was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head vigorously.

"No, I just think Master is amazing. I want to be as amazing as Master in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Chuhe's smile deepened, and the tenderness in her eyes seemed to overflow. She nodded gently and said okay, and coaxed An Yang a few more words before turning back to meet Jiang Jingmo and Xu Fengzui's gaze.

Without paying attention to the surprise and confusion on their faces, she just smiled at Jiang Jingmo.

"Junior Brother Jiang, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for much longer. We came here fully prepared. The rest depends on you, Junior Sister Jiang."

Jiang Jingmo nodded when he heard that. Considering that his speed was not fast enough, he turned around and pulled up Xu Fengzui who looked confused.

"Ah? What preparations?"

"I'll explain it to you later."

Xu Fengzui spread his wind wings and brought Jiang Jingmo into the air. The latter carefully observed the charred areas on the ground caused by the thunder and quickly locked the location.

She directed Xu Fengzui to send her to the corresponding location, and then she cut her palm with a dagger. Drops of blood were forced out, and soon her face turned pale.

"What are you doing?" Xu Fengzui could tell something was wrong at a glance.

"That's your blood and essence. If you lose too much of it, you will die!"

"I'm just activating the formation. It won't be powerful enough with less HP. Don't worry. I'm most afraid of death, so I won't volunteer to die."

As he spoke, after enough essence and blood had fallen, Jiang Jingmo directly swallowed a healing pill, and the wound on his palm stopped bleeding soon.

Xu Fengzui quickly took her away from there, and Jiang Jiting seemed to have sensed something, and when the black-robed man counterattacked again, he used the force to retreat far away, leaving behind the black-robed man with a confused look on his face.

However, in a moment, the man understood something, because a very strange formation emerged on the ground, with blood surging and a murderous aura spreading everywhere, as if anyone who stepped into it would have no chance of survival.

The strangulation array reappears.