“Protecting my woman is my obligation. Ahahaha.” Yixuan Feng opened his mouth and started madly laughing. After that, he felt a bit resentful. F*ck! In the end, it was actually that furball who did the rescuing! It really felt uncomfortable! This damned furball snatched the limelight!
Claire frowned slightly. What was Yixuan Feng piping about? What did he mean?
“It can’t be, this little guy is actually that supreme?” Walter’s incredulous voice sounded in Claire’s mind. He was still relieved to be alive, patting his chest. “After he had been defeated by you, he had actually fallen for you. Although I’ve heard that there are some people in this world who are weird, I never thought I there would be a day I would see that. That said, Claire, what kind of thing is this? It’s actually so powerful, it can transform into a human form? Now it’s sleeping like the dead. Maybe it used up all of its power just now?” Walter voiced out all of his ideas.
“Didn’t you go back to your country?” Claire ignored Walter and instead, she frowned looking at Yixuan Feng who was in front of her and doubtfully asked.
“Haha, I just came back.” Yixuan Feng immediately changed the topic from himself. “That’s right, Claire, what is your magic beast? It actually can transform into a human form and instakill that f*cking awesome person. Now it turned back into a furball as it’s sleeping. Can it not maintain its human form?” Yixuan Feng glanced around guiltily. There’s no way he would tell Claire how difficult it was to climb over the wall. Just as he climbed over, he actually met Wenmo Shui, that scum, who listened to his old Ma’s command and guarding. And then~ naturally, he took revenge and then stealthily slipped out of the country’s borders. Whenever he thought of Wenmo Shui frozen into a lump of ice over there, Yixuan Feng would secretly feel good. The best thing was, he effortlessly created a sharp icicle, sticking Wenmo Shui’s lump of ice into the air. The sharp part of the icicle aimed at Wenmo Shui’s anus. If Weno Shui’s ice melted, hmph! That would be as perfect as flowers blooming. The two’s power was always evenly matched. Every time they fought, it all depended on the circumstances. Who ever was in a better situation would be the one with the advantage. That day was their 701st battle and also the 351st time Yixuan Feng had won.
After being silent for a little while, Claire insipidly said, “I don’t know what kind of Magic beast he is. When he transformed into a human form today, it was also the first time, I also didn’t know. But, can you help me keep it it a secret?”
“Of course, haha!” Yixuan Feng happily said, then turned to look at Benimo, who had died not far away, underneath the tree, and said unhappily, “Who is this? Now he’s dead thoroughly, right?”
“He’s a necromancer, the grand wizard Benimo, an extremely dangerous person.” Claire solemnly said, looking at the already cold corpse and frowned.
Damn his great grandfather! No wonder I couldn’t undo his restraints, he’s actually a necromancer. Yixuan Feng cursed in his heart. But how did Claire provoke a person this strong?
It was at this time that there was finally some movements in the Darkness. Claire’s magic puppet bird called out and flew out. Closely trailing from behind, Cliff pried a branch away with a crashing sound, looking worried as he appeared before Claire.
“Claire!” Cliff anxiously rushed to Claire, and then vigilantly examined Claire. There’s no wounds, not bad, not bad. Cliff let out a sigh of relief. It was then that he turned and glimpsed Yixuan Feng, who had been standing aside.
“Ah, red haired kid.” Cliff still had an impression of Yixuan Feng, and blurted out straightforwardly, “Aren’t you the red haired kid who got stepped on by my disciple that day? What are you doing here? Revenge? I’ll kill you!” After he said this, Cliff was about to make his move.
“Master!” Claire blocked. “It’s not that, Master, just then Yixuan feng saved me.”
“Ah?” Cliff widened his eyes and looked at Yixuan Feng with confusion, his gaze completely filled with distrust.
“Master, it’s true. This person was Benimo’s disciple. Just then, when he wanted to harm me, he was killed by Yixuan Feng. The corpse over there is Benimo.” Claire pointed at the corpse below the tree and said to Cliff.
“What? Benimo?” Cliff frowned, his expression changing slightly. Of course he know who Benimo was. That crafty and sly Benimo, they had never crossed paths before. His nose was even better than a dog’s, every time he would hide far away. Now he had actually died? Who killed him? There was no way Claire could kill him with her strength right now.
“Who killed him? You?” Cliff turned and looked at Yixuan Feng, then shook his head, “That’s impossible. Claire, who killed Benimo?” Cliff immediately asked Claire.