I draw a card first

Chapter 193 Demon Fox Girl
"Monster, you can't escape with your wings, and you can catch it without letting go!"

The monk held the blood-stained Zen stick tightly in one hand, and stood in front of his chest with the other hand, glaring like a Vajra, completely ignoring the miserable appearance of the fox-eared girl covered in blood.

"For, why."

The fox-eared girl struggled slightly, stretched out her hands tremblingly, and stood up slowly while supporting the tree behind her. Her big eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

She didn't understand that she lived a carefree life here every day, why did these people suddenly appear, attacking herself frantically, and calling herself a "monster" at the same time?

Obviously they are all human beings, the little monk Aiwen is so kind to him, and those who come to offer incense are so friendly to him, but these two people in front of him are completely different?
Countless questions linger in the unworldly heart of the demon fox girl.

However, compared to these confusions, the scariest thing was the terrifying blue-robed man opposite him who had been silent and silent.

He has already taken out another piece of yellow paper that almost killed her before, watching the other party sacrifice the paper without saying a word, it turned into a golden light and shadow like a mountain, and the corners of his mouth kept dripping bright red. The fallen fox girl closed her eyes and let out a desperate cry.

"Goodbye, Evan."

boom!
The whole earth trembled in vain, but the expected pain did not come.

With her eyes closed, she felt a little strange. The next second, a familiar warm palm suddenly landed on her head and touched it gently.

"never mind"

"Evan!"

The fox girl suddenly opened her eyes, and looked up at the familiar figure in front of her in surprise, but in the next second, she suddenly reacted and screamed.

"You, you know everything?"

Ai Wen looked at her anxious look, and suddenly smiled softly.

"I'm not stupid, I guessed it."

As he spoke, he hid his slightly trembling right hand by his side, so that she would not see the pain he was suffering from the opponent's spell.

Facing Ai Wen who suddenly intervened, the monks on the opposite side were also stunned.

Patchwork clothes, no silk top, it is obvious that this is a monk.

Seeing that the other party broke his mountain-moving curse with his fist, the Taoist frowned instinctively, then glanced at the monk quietly, saw him shaking his head, and immediately understood that the person in front of him was not some monster in disguise, but a real person It is a human monk.

It looks ordinary, but it is a lot of strength!
As human beings, the attitudes of the two eased a lot, but soon the monk looked at Aiwen suspiciously, and then looked at the banshee who relaxed instantly, and suddenly realized something.

Frowning, said a Buddha's name, he asked.

"Amitabha, this mage, where did he come from?"

"Why, do you want to protect this evildoer?"

Faced with the monk's questioning, the little monk Aiwen was also very puzzled.

"The little monk is just a bhikkhu in a nearby deserted temple, not worth mentioning, but there are two, why hurt her?"

Ai Wen didn't believe that the little fox would hurt people. He had even discovered that the little guy only ate melons and fruits for so long, and he hadn't even eaten a pheasant.

Tianbitong is extremely sensitive to the smell of blood. He has killed a living being, but he can't hide it from his sense of smell.

On the contrary, it is the bloody smell that is constantly coming from behind, which makes him feel extremely distressed, because it is all the little guy's own blood.
yes, it hurts
"So, the mage is going to protect this banshee?"

The monk's face suddenly sank.

Humans and monsters have been incompatible since ancient times. In his opinion, the young monk opposite, as a monk who has cultivated supernatural powers, would actually protect a monster. He was obviously fascinated by the beauty of the banshee. nature.

"What a monster, dare to confuse me, a Buddhist cultivator!"

With a roar, the monk swung his golden-threaded Zen staff and rushed towards Ai Wen. To be precise, he went straight to the fox girl, but was firmly stopped by Ai Wen.

"Stubborn! Let the poor monk wake you up!"

He frowned, and then suddenly swung his huge Zen staff round and hit him hard.

Countless golden scriptures flying around the rod with dazzling golden light, with boundless strength!
Although there was no fight at all, the little monk Aiwen gritted his teeth for the sake of the little fox behind him, covered his head and rushed forward, punching and punching.

Although cultivating physical knowledge had brought him terrifying strength, his crude movements greatly reduced the threat of this strength.

The attack, which was not as good as a three-legged cat, was easily pushed away by the opponent, and then the golden stick tail hit his chest hard, making him take seven or eight steps back out of thin air, and his chest was in pain as if a flame was burning!

"Cough, cough"

After coughing hard a few times, he turned his head and smiled at the worried little fox with tears in his eyes, indicating that he was fine.

Afterwards, Aiwen lowered his head and tore off the clothes on his chest, and suddenly found that a ball of golden light kept rampaging at the position where he was hit, bringing bursts of flame licking heat.

"Aren't you awake yet!"

The monk shouted sharply, but Ai Wen rushed over again without saying a word, but was knocked into the air again without any accident.

This time, seeing that he was so stubborn, the monk was obviously ruthless, and directly knocked Aiwen into the air, and then rolled over ten meters on the ground. In front of the demon fox girl.

"Don't hit him again, I'll go with you!"

"Ivan, hurry up, don't!"

Yaohu cried and looked at Ai Wen, who was five or six meters in front of him, who was covered in scratches and bruises, and tears burst out of his eyes.

After that, he watched weakly as he stood up stubbornly, and was easily knocked into the air by the enemy on the opposite side again and again.

I don't know how long it took, the clothes were completely torn, and Aiwen, who was covered in scars, rolled and hit the ground again, struggled, and finally stopped moving.
"Alvin!!!"

Heart-piercingly calling his name, the fox girl, who was almost shedding tears, bit her lip hard, her eyes were red, taking advantage of this time to recover a little bit of strength, she struggled and fell to the ground.

With difficulty, he put his hands on the ground and moved his body a little bit, trying to crawl over to see how he was doing.

If the little monk dies, then kill yourself too!

We don't want to live together, but we want to die together. People and monsters can't come together in life. We only want to share the same cave after death.
However, in the next second, the girl whose face was so pale and bloodless but who had never had a determined heart was suddenly taken aback, and even the monk on the opposite side was also stunned.

because
With his head down, Ai Wen, who was buried in the muddy sewage, unexpectedly bursts of terrifying black air!

This unknown black aura is so terrifying, just like the legendary death aura from the underworld. The nearby flourishing flowers and plants turned into fly ash almost instantly after being touched, and the muddy ground in the rain also suddenly Sand cracking...

Centered on Aiwen who fell on the ground, within a radius of two or three meters, it turned into a deadly Jedi almost instantly!

(End of this chapter)