The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

The eclosion was almost completed, Bai Lin looked down at his ugly monster body, and felt heartache again.

How did he treat Mu Chengying and other master disciples with all his heart and soul, and how did this group of people repay him?

Oh, it turns out that not being able to die can make people feel so heartbroken.

The dharma sword was still flying towards him non-stop, Bai Lin acted as if he didn't see or feel it, he took a step forward slowly.

One step, one step, another step.

The rest of the Xianyu Sect disciples also retreated while fighting, and followed him back one step, one step, and another step.

He stepped over the low wall very carefully until he reached the edge of Sanqing Lake. Bai Lin summoned a huge sharp claw, and when the disciples closed their eyes and thought they were about to die, they brushed past their heads and plunged straight into the lake!

Under the surprised gaze of the disciples of Xianyu Sect, he stirred the lake water expressionlessly.

Bai Lin is looking for that jade pendant, it is the only thing that can make him feel warm now.

After playing for a while, seeing that the monster's shell was really indestructible, someone yelled.

"His strength seems to be several times stronger than those monsters in the past. With so many of us, we can only restrain him. I am afraid that only Master can do it!"

"Yes, yes, it would be great if Master was here!"

"Who knows where Master is?"

Hearing the word "Master" they talked about, Bai Lin's movements suddenly stopped.

If Mu Qinghe was present, would he fight him with swords like the brothers did?

Will the master summon that demon-slaying sword and kill him immediately?

He had a look of extreme pain on his face.

No, he is not qualified to see that person again now.

He previously accused Mu Qinghe of using evil ways to become stronger, using him to suppress the magic piano, and using his own body to refine Gu, but now Bai Lin himself has become like this.

Bai Lin felt that he was no different from the group of sanctimonious gangsters in front of him and his seniors!

At the same time as his psychological defense collapsed, someone suddenly discovered that the skin of the monster seemed to be able to penetrate.

"Attack him, he's weak now!"

Hearing the exclamation of his fellow apprentices, Bai Lin just smiled miserably.

Even if he died here, he was really ashamed of his master, but he couldn't let go of his obsession with the jade pendant, and he was still rummaging at the bottom of the lake while bleeding.

Suddenly, something grazed his fingertips.

The moment Bai Lin's claws touched the jade pendant, the surface of the lake suddenly boiled.

The jade pendant would release a huge amount of heat when it met something demonized, Bai Lin only now knew how much pain he had caused him when he slapped the jade pendant on Mu Lingsang's hand that day.

But he endured the burning pain, like holding a piece of hot potato, and refused to let go.

"Put the sword on his chest, now is the right time!"

Seeing Bai Lin's extremely painful expression, Senior Brother Yuehua who drank tea with him yesterday ordered everyone to launch the last wave of offensive.

Seeing Mantian Fajian blooming in front of him like a thousand cherry blossoms, Bai Lin calmly closed his eyes.

I'm sorry, Dad Tong, the child is not filial, this plane accidentally made himself the enemy of the target of the attack, and now we have to start from the beginning!

But the imaginary pain did not come for a long time. Instead, there were countless magic swords being blocked and then falling to the ground.

Bai Lin opened his eyes, only to see a figure in white floating down.

It's Mu Qinghe.