Hundred Refinements To Become a God

Chapter 469: You are too stubborn

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"I don't need your protection!"

The red-clothed girl stomped hard and walked away angrily.

Li Heng shrugged and followed leisurely, "You are too stubborn. We can be regarded as a confidant because of our friendship. If a friend is killed, I can't die without saving it?"

"You are dead! Which eye do you see, do I need you to save it?"

The girl in red turned her hand back with a whip, her braid rubbed the tip of Li Heng's nose, and brought a fierce wind whistle.

Li Heng didn't change his face, touched the tip of his nose, and said with a smile: "I didn't mean that. Don't always misunderstand what I said, but why does that kid always pester you because of the Nine Turns Divine Pill on you?"

"Why, do you want to grab the Rank Nine God Pill too?"

The red-clothed girl waved her right hand, put away her long whip, tilted her head to look at Li Heng.

Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, Li Heng was certain that the girl in red must have a satirical expression now.

"Tell me first, why he robbed you of the Rank Nine God Pill."

Li Heng coughed and changed the subject.

Mingjue stared at Li Heng's back with gloomy eyes. The girl in red was beside Li Heng, but he did not dare to take a step forward.

He has been praised for his talent since he was a child, and his realm is far superior to that of his peers. He has never put other geniuses in his eyes.

At only sixteen years old, he is already in the golden fairy realm, he definitely has the capital of high pride.

But his self-esteem and his pride were shattered by a person today. That person was just the cultivation base of the Golden Immortal Second Layer, but he easily stepped on his feet.

When Li Heng threw him into the iron pan, although his body could not move, his mind was clear and his body could not feel any pain, but his heart suffered unprecedented humiliation and suffering.

Li Heng was like a nightmare for him. After he was taken home, his father personally examined him and found no injuries. There was no damage to his body, but his heart changed.

He is no longer as firm as before, no longer as confident as before, because he knows that there is a person in this world who can easily defeat him.

This person appeared in front of him again, and he wanted to rush forward, fighting for his pride and pride.

However, his heart was beating, and something seemed to slowly take root in his heart.

"Mingjue, can you get the Nine-turn Divine Pill?"

Obviously Xing didn't notice the abnormality of Mingjue, patted him on the shoulder, and asked softly.

Mingjue raised his eyes and looked at Mingxing, and said softly, "Father, I want to give up."

Obviously Xing felt a shock in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "What are you talking about?"

"Father..."

"What the hell is going on?"

"he came… "

"Who?"

It was obvious that Xing had seen that his son was not joking, he was really scared, but what was he scared of? He had already cleared this place.

"..."

Mingjue raised his finger hesitantly, but the red-clothed girl stared at her feet tightly.

Obviously Xing looked in the direction he was pointing, his eyes were tight, and he whispered: "How are they together?"

"Big brother, I think the secret realm is very likely to be an ancient battlefield," Nan Lingzi said in a deep thought, "I think we should consider the long-term plan. The situation in the ancient battlefield is too complicated."

The red-clothed girl hummed: "Yes, the ancient battlefield can also be called the tomb of the ancient fairy king. If you are afraid, you should go quickly. Going in is a dead end."

Li Heng rubbed his chin and said, "In this way, it is obvious that Xing must have known that it is an ancient battlefield inside, so he wanted his son to get the Nine Turns God Pill."

"Obviously Xing is the city lord of Beijun City. He must have prepared a lot of things for his son, but the Nine Turns Divine Pill can be brought back to life," Nan Lingzi said, "Naturally, he is prepared."

"Well, I don't know if the black pot can extract ghosts? There are more than ten million ghosts in the battlefield, right? Is it this time?"

Li Heng's eyes moved slightly, and he said to himself.