He seemed to be admiring, admiring the despair of Ivy holding the sword and putting it on his neck little by little, and then showing more grim smiles...

Ivy's sword cut through the skin in her throat. Xiao An's mind buzzed and blankly. He suddenly couldn't hear what Ivy said in the end, and could only see Ivy's mouth opening and closing...

Blood flashed, and Ivy's fallen body was grabbed by the tall lizard man, holding it casually as if she was carrying something...

"Ha, interesting, is this human emotion?"

The lizardman looked at Xiao An, spit out a scarlet tongue, and his tongue swayed.

Xiao An was almost suffocating, but he did not struggle, looking at Ivy, who was already breathing like he was stupid.

she……

Just die like this... dead?

Did you get something wrong? It’s fake? It’s a lie! Can anyone explain the process to themselves if something happened?

Don’t just die in front of yourself! You are a follower, shouldn’t your life be decided by the master?

Death, will you die? Will you die too...

"Ha," the lizard man withdrew his left hand, and Xiao An fell directly into the pool water. "I hope that in the next period of time, you can make me feel more interesting things, humans."

The wind blew, and the lizard man disappeared in an instant, as if he had never been there; and at the same time, Ivy's "corpse".

Xiao An seemed crazy and struggled out of the water, rushed to the only pool of blood on the grass on the shore, and sat there, forgot what to do for a moment.

What happened just now?

Is it a dream? It's a dream, right? It must be a dream. Ivy is so strong, she said it was a follower but kept giving advice on her martial arts... Is this a dream? Is it a dream?

After a while, maybe half a day or a night, Xiao An's cry came from beside the pool...

"Ah...ah--"

...

Hearing the crying sounds from the wind, two figures, one tall and one short, standing in front of the entrance of a huge cave, stopped talking and looked towards the pool where the sound came.

The lizardman held a blade of grass in his arms, "Sure enough, no one can offend the goddess."

"Hmph, you're enjoying it too." The short figure wrapped in a black cloak snorted coldly, "Nigars, I don't care what method you use to sharpen him, but I must not let his will collapse, let alone let him lose his life! It took me too much effort to get him to this world. Now most of the consciousness of the bitch of the God of Light has returned, and there will be no replacement candidates."

"Don't worry, I'm a male god famous for my kindness and kindness," the lizardman chuckled with his arms, the scales on his face disappeared, and his smile was indeed a little warm.

"You are famous for your pervert... His servant, what are you going to do with it?"

The lizardman looked at the cave and showed a strange smile on his lips, "Of course I'm giving him a big gift, I like humans very much."

The short figure was silent for a while and whispered: "Don't go too far. I can't stay here for too long. If there is an urgent matter, he can contact me."

"When will you return?"

"The day this world is destroyed."

Left a cold and angry words, the short figure gradually disappeared, as if it had been evaporated by the sun.

The lizardman shrugged, turned around and walked into the hole, step by step towards the "corpse" that was thrown in the corner.
Chapter completed!