"Mei'er..."

Miya put his right hand directly on her shoulder, and a gentle and gentle touch that instantly made both of them tremble slightly like an electric shock.

She felt that she was really about to cry. Midnight's rough big hand was like Nuwa's list of gods, carrying a magic power that could almost make her lose her ability to think, and a burning force that was more terrifying than flames. It slowly passed through her skin, causing layer by layer of trembling fluctuations on her body. This time she really twisted her body involuntarily. In the unsuppressed emotional moan, she could only grit her teeth desperately and look at this man who was so close to her for the first time in her life.

His voice was really nice, although it was a little cold, and a bit tough, but it could not cover up the indescribable temptation and magnetism in his voice. He carefully avoided the sword of the God of Fighting, attached it to her ear, and whispered: "Mei'er..."

"Well..." She couldn't believe that such a soft voice would actually escape from her mouth. Thinking about the little fairy who even had a headache and was helpless in the past!

"If I really pulled out the Fighting God Sword for you, how would you thank me?" Midye tried to slow down his usual tough voice, and asked in a gentle voice that could be called "Tell me, how would you thank the benefactor who rescued you from here?"

"Um……"

She tilted her head and tried hard to think about the teachings of "Concubine Da" sister. She thought and said uncertainly: "Well... I will thank you very well with my body."

"Then how would you thank us? Let me go? I really let me move that Fighting God Sword away?!"

"Of course not!" At this moment, she actually answered naively: "Well, I will eat you."

"Yeah?"

"Of course...ah!"

Mei'er's body suddenly bent into a big shrimp-shaped shape, with flame-like passion, and strange feeling of moaning softly from her mouth, and magic that made her unable to think, mixed with her miserable humming, all turned into cold sweats that surged out.

Miya kicked the Fighting God Sword that had been stuck in Mei'er's chest with one kick. The Fighting God Sword, which was almost already growing with her body, let out a dragon roar. In the trembling trembling, blood suddenly oozed out of the wound that had finally recovered for more than three thousand years.

Fox Meier suddenly widened her eyes. Before she could speak, Miya kicked the Fighting God Sword that was deeply inserted into her lower abdomen.

"Oh!!!"

Tears surged from her eyes. When Mei'er finally saw the man in front of her who had kept the necessary distance from her, she couldn't help but shivered.

Miya kicked the sword hilt of the Fighting God Sword with expressionless expression. Fox Mei'er then let out a scream, and blood kept dripping down her lower abdomen, and there was a faster and faster recruitment.

"I don't care what kind of creature you are, nor do I care how powerful your vitality you have." Midye narrowed his eyes dangerously and said coldly: "I want to shine every drop of blood on your body a little bit. I don't believe that you have become a mummy and can still survive!"

Mei'er was really injured. She suddenly let out a sad howl: "I must kill you. I want to tear your body into countless pieces and then slowly swallow it into my stomach. I also want to lock your soul so that you will never be reborn. Every day, I have to withstand the repeated refining of my three-flavor magic fire!"

"Yes, it's indeed a powerful threat, but unfortunately... you no longer have a chance!"

Miya kicked the sword hilt of the Fighting God Sword and said coldly: "I have used my body to measure the sword hilt of the Fighting God Sword. With the length of your arm, as long as I stand at an appropriate distance, you will have no way to hurt me at all. You can only watch me shine every drop of blood on your body little by little!"

Mei'er kept slapping pain, cursing the man in front of him in the most vicious language he could know, and constantly spitting his saliva mixed with blood onto Mitsuye's face. Mitsuye was unmoved at all, allowing the saliva that Mei'er spitted slowly to dry on his face, and allowing Mei'er to make one terrifying and vicious oath after another in his ear. He just used an almost mechanical action to keep kicking the hilt of the Fighting God Sword.

"If I die, you can't escape from here!" Mei'er screamed, "Do you know why you suddenly fell off the mountain road? Because I set up a magical realm within two miles nearby, I have been here for 3,800 years. I keep practicing this magical magic spell every day. Every grass, wood and stone here contains the magical music that I have continuously released and improved over 3,800 years. Even if I die, the magic power left behind in these flowers, plants, trees and stones is enough to trap you for a hundred years!"

"One hundred years, hahaha... One hundred years are hard for me, but it is only a small part of my life. But you two guys are going to consume your life here!" Mei'er coughed blood while laughing wildly. Her vicious curse came into Mizuye's ears. Even though Mizuye was calm and composed, she still shivered involuntarily.

"Under the influence of magic songs, you can't see and ears, you can't hear. Under the influence of various hallucinations, you will just keep silly in circles. You can't find food, you can't find clear water. The wild fruits you pick from the trees may be a similar head that died here hundreds of years ago. The grass mushrooms you dug out from the woods may be a five-step snake that has been dead for more than ten days. Hahaha..."

Mei'er glared at Midye and laughed bitterly, "Come on, come and kill me! I will watch how you struggle to survive on the road to the underworld, but in the end you can't break free from the cycle of fate!"

Chapter 5: Complex

Both sides held a handle from each other and could let the opponent do anything with him. In the first round of confrontation, it was considered a draw.

Meier shouted proudly: "Hmph, you should honestly help me pull out this Fighting God Sword. Although you were rude to me, I will still repay you."

"How do you repay me?"

Mei'er tilted her head. God knows if she is suffering from excessive blood loss and severe oxygen deficiency in her brain. She is already in a half-showy state. When she finds something wrong, her thoughts are already rushing to her mouth: "Well... I'll eat you!"

Oh my God, what did she say?!

Mei'er widened her eyes in panic, looked at Miya, even with a dull smile, and slowly rushed towards her step by step. Out of the animal's keenest intuitive reaction, Mei'er knew that she was dead this time. Her words had made a final judgment for the negotiations between them.

She carefully designed the trap and the prey she trapped in was actually a super monster like Ao Miya who could not pour water or oil into it, and saw that women did not have any physiological reactions that men should have.

Tears of grievance and unwillingness flowed slowly from Mei'er's eyes that were as bright and deep as the stars in the dark night.

She has been waiting in this ghost place for 3,800 years!

It's three thousand and eight hundred years!

Who knows the loneliness and loneliness that she must endure every day here? Who knows her desire for freedom when the sun is rising every day? Who knows that when the afterglow of the sun finally disappears from the cave and replaces with the depth and silence of darkness, she is discouraged?

She hates this loneliness and loneliness, and she is afraid of this endless darkness!

She could only stay in this cave honestly. A seed finally found the soil for survival from the cracks of the cave. With her persistent efforts, a touch of green buds appeared, which made her happy for a long time. A bold hare ran into the cave and stared at her cute girl with her big black eyes. After confirming that she had no hostility or danger, she slowly approached her, and finally lay at her feet and slept soundly. That was her happiest time!

In this cave, Meier once made good friends with grass, flowers, birds and rabbits. They drove away loneliness and brought long-lost joy to Meier. However... their lifespan is too short, so short that it can only become a gentle splash of water in Meier's long river of life. When everything is finally calm, only a lonely and sad Meier is left beside their corpses.

Here she endured pain that no one could imagine, either human, demon, immortal, or demon. Because the damn fighting sword was inserted into her lower abdomen, she cut off her connection with her inner alchemy. She could not even let herself enter a stealth state to resist the washing of time. Here she was trying hard to cheer herself up every day, trying her best to make herself survive day after day. It was a big miracle that she had not gone crazy in these 3,800 years.

But today, she did not wait for Nuwa's mercy and forgiveness with her own obedience, but she wanted to die in the hands of the prey she had trapped with a trap.

"If I had known this, why would I have been there?!" Mei'er sighed in her heart and closed her eyes with her fate.

If she had known that she had endured the pain of 3,800 years, she would have been killed by the most despicable and weakest animal like "humans" and used the cruelest method to kill her little by little, then she would have chosen to die 3,800 years ago.

Feeling the coldest and ruthless big boy standing in front of her, Mei'er's eyes closed tightly, the cute eyelashes soaked by tears trembled involuntarily. Although she has had a long life of 4,500 years and has almost witnessed the ups and downs of the ancient empire of Yanlong in the long river of history, she has not enjoyed even a real life of only one day.

Mid-ye looked at the two long tears on Mei'er's face, and listened to her involuntarily twitching, and for no reason, she felt an unspeakable regret in her heart. Whether she is a human or a nine-tailed fox demon that should appear in classical mythology, she should receive careful care and pity from others.

Facing a target that had given up all resistance and hope, waiting for him to use the cruelest and slowest method to kill her little by little, and feeling her heartfelt despair and sadness, Midye was shocked to find that when he faced the enemy, the coldest calmness actually shook a little.

Every thin teardrop squeezed out from her closed eyes, and Midye's heart would tremble involuntarily. She breathed sharply, and every time her breasts that were about to break out of her clothes fell with her breath, Midye would feel that his heart would pound, and even a feeling of dry mouth. If he hadn't had the perseverance and calmness far beyond ordinary people, he would have really given up everything, rushed over and hugged the big girl who was crying hard into his arms.

I really don’t know why, when he faces the enemy, he actually had such a strange feeling. This feeling was like the feeling that Midye felt in an instant every time he received the suspension order. Midye suddenly widened his eyes, because it was not until this moment that he finally understood that the name of this feeling was... reluctance!

He couldn't bear to die!

It’s not because of her beauty, or because of her tears of grievance, or he just can’t bear to die, there is no reason or reason!

In the dark, an ancient god was carefully admiring the scene between Miya and Fox Meier with a smug smile that could finally avenge his previous shame.

The Fighting God Sword was finally touched by Mitsuye. The entire Fighting God Sword let out a crisp dragon roar. Listening to the sword roar that was like a sound of a soul-destroying bell, Mei'er's whole body trembled slightly, but... the pain caused by the trembling of the sword body in her was far less severe than she thought.

Fighting God Sword!

The hilt of the sword alone is two feet and two inches! Its sword body is half a foot wide and one inch thick. Its length reaches a jaw-dropping six feet!

This is not a sword. It is simply a sword that requires two people to work together on the battlefield to fight the impact of enemy cavalry... a sabre!

Such a sword weighs at least 80 kilograms! If you want to carry such an absolutely perverted super heavy sword, you can only carry it on your shoulders.

Midye stared at Fox Meier coldly with his faint blood-red eyes, and said, "You... are free!"

"Now it is an enemy or a friend, it's up to you to choose!"

Fox Meier carefully glanced at the Fighting God Sword. There seemed to be a force on the Fighting God Sword whispering to her: "You better stay away from my master, otherwise I won't let you go!"
Chapter completed!