In the past, when she heard such a ridiculous, childish and high-sounding answer, she would have laughed and cursed hypocrisy, and then left without looking back. She had seen too many such sanctimonious people, and in the end she still Not all of them show hypocrisy.
If it was because she was greedy for her own beauty, maybe she would still believe it.
but…
But I don’t know why, but the same words, spoken from the mouth of the clear-eyed man in front of me, gave people a natural feeling, without any pretense or bragging.
So the stunning girl just snorted coldly.
Then she turned around and no longer looked at Ding Hao.
"Baby face, thank you very much this time. I, Shi Wa, have made a note of it. If you need help in fighting in the future, you can come to the Southern Wilderness Holy Tan Peak. I, Old Shi, will definitely not refuse." The little giant Shi Wa said, patting his chest.
"Yes, yes, pretty boy, thank you for taking action this time, otherwise we would have been in big trouble." Another little giant, Singer, scratched his head and smiled: "Singer owes you a life this time. In the future, as long as he has the motivation, he will never decline."
The characters of the two little giants are almost exactly the same as the little giant Arnold that Ding Hao met online. In fact, their appearance and appearance are very similar, so they should be triplets.
Ding Hao just smiled and said nothing more.
At this time, the middle-aged scribe with a stiff face walked over slowly, with a smile on his face, and said: "It is true that a hero comes from a young boy. It is a great blessing for my human race that he did not fall into the hands of the demon clan..."
The words have not yet finished.
"Get out!" The stunning girl's beautiful eyes were filled with lightning, and she scolded unceremoniously.
With her character, she would never treat any stranger with pretentious words. Her attitude towards Ding Hao just now was unprecedented. However, although this middle-aged scribe is a strong man in the realm of human saints, he has been in the fight just now. Looking on from the sidelines, she didn't have the slightest fondness for this kind of person.
The middle-aged scribe's face froze, then he smiled bitterly and said: "Little baby, why are you so aggressive? The reason why our sect didn't take action just now was because we were not sure of victory and could not defeat the four demon saints. If I stood aside and supported you, I would be able to defeat the four demon saints." Psychologically, it poses a threat to the four demon saints, so that they dare not take action with all their strength, and they always have to support me... "
The middle-aged scribe explains why.
"roll!"
The stunning girl's face was as cold as frost, and she spoke such a word from between her teeth.
The invisible murderous intention has slowly condensed on her body.
This was a sign that she was going to take action.
The middle-aged scribe's face changed and he said: "I can't leave. You have such a treasure on your body now that is related to the fate of the human race. It is of great importance. I must be by your side and protect you all the time. Otherwise, if you are plotted by the monster race, , if it is lost and it falls into the hands of the demon clan, it will cause a catastrophe."
Ding Hao felt somewhat generous after hearing what he said.
But no one knows what this person is thinking.
Ding Hao's intuition made him not have a good impression of this middle-aged scribe with a stiff face. He always felt that there was an evil nature in him.
at this time-
"Well..." The beautiful girl's delicate body suddenly shook, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
Ding Hao was shocked.
"Little baby, are you injured?" The middle-aged scribe also changed his expression and said, "I must have forced it just now and injured the internal organs and Dantian. Why show off?"
"Master, are you okay?" The two little giants, Shiwa and Singh, also looked panicked.
The stunning girl did not speak, but her face became paler and paler, her body crumbled, the blood stains on the corners of her mouth became more obvious, and the aura on her body suddenly weakened.
This is indeed a sign of strength failure.
It seems that she just activated this artifact, but she didn't realize that it looked so easy on the surface. She activated it dozens of times in a row and killed the four demon saints. However, the damage was even more serious, and she was afraid that the power of the artifact had backfired. .
After all, he has not reached the realm of gods, not even the realm of saints. It is absolutely unbearable to forcefully activate the artifact.
"Little baby, are you okay? We have a magical elixir here that can help you heal your injuries..." The middle-aged scribe took out a elixir that was as red as a dragon's eye, held it in the palm of his hand and handed it over.
"Get out!" The stunning girl scolded her mercilessly.
Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"It seems you are really hurt... Hahaha, hahahahaha..."
The middle-aged scribe suddenly burst into laughter.
The laughter was full of pride and arrogance.
Ding Hao's expression changed, and he immediately grasped the rusty sword. From the eyes of this middle-aged scribe, Ding Hao saw strong greed and murderous intent. He no longer had the old-fashioned and hard-working face. .
"Smelly girl, hand it over."
The middle-aged scribe's expression turned sinister.
Even a fool understands what this means.
Shiwa and Singh immediately protected the stunning girl behind them and glared at the middle-aged scribe. He didn't help in the previous battle, and now he took advantage of it. Damn it.
"What do you want to do?" the stunning girl asked calmly.
"What are you doing? Haha, what do you think?" The middle-aged scribe no longer had to pretend, his eyes flashed with the pleasure of dominating everything from a high position, as well as undisguised cruelty, and said: "It is a divine weapon, virtuous and capable. If you live there, you don’t have enough luck, and if you take it for yourself, you can only harm others and yourself. You don’t have enough foundation and are not qualified to possess such a divine weapon. Hand it over honestly, and I will leave you with a complete corpse!"
"Didn't you just say that you wanted to help me protect the artifact? Why do you want to keep it for yourself now?" The stunning girl looked at him quietly.
"Hmph, if I had known that you were seriously injured and unable to activate the artifact, how could I have lowered my status to deal with you..." The middle-aged scribe had no scruples and completely broke his face, no longer making any cover-up.
"Your Excellency is an existence in the realm of human saints. I didn't expect that you would be so shameless. It is really disappointing."
Ding Hao said coldly.
When the middle-aged scribe stood by and watched, Ding Hao had been extremely contemptuous of him. Now he is even more disappointed with this senior human race. How did such a person and such a character achieve the level of a saint
The middle-aged scribe turned his eyes and stared at Ding Hao.
He sneered and said: "Boy, you are indeed somewhat capable. You can hold off the four demon saints for such a long time with one person. Speaking of which, I have to thank you. If it weren't for you, I might have to fight with you. Those powerful monsters went to fight for the artifact, hahaha, it’s fine now, this little girl was seriously injured, and you were basically maimed by the monsters, hahaha, who else can stop me here now?”
Having said this, he looked at the two bald men jokingly and said disdainfully: "Is it just these two muscular losers?"
"I'll fight with you..." Singer was furious and was about to rush forward.
"Master, leave quickly, I'll hold this evil thief away!" Shivaye rushed out immediately.
but-
The two of them had just taken a few steps forward when a majestic force appeared from behind and pulled them back alive.
"Huh? This is..."
The middle-aged scribe suddenly opened his eyes in horror.
I saw the stunning girl whose aura was as weak as a candle. Her pale expression suddenly returned to normal. The blood on the corner of her mouth disappeared. A strong and domineering aura surged out from her delicate body. There was no trace of injury anywhere. It is still at its peak.
There was a trace of amusement on the face of the stunning girl, looking at the middle-aged scribe like a clown.
Ding Hao was also surprised.
Could it be that the stunning girl just deliberately showed weakness and pretended to be hurt in order to lure the middle-aged scribe into revealing his true colors
What a deep scheming!
This stunning girl is really not simple.
"You..." The middle-aged scribe was stunned, shocked and angry: "You are actually lying to me, you..."
He is also a person who has experienced storms, and his mind is cautious and subtle. Normally, he would never make such a mistake, but the temptation is too great. Greed swallows up his mind, thinking that everything is under control. , so he didn’t hesitate to break his face.
but now…
The middle-aged scribe's face changed rapidly, turning green and red. He gritted his teeth and turned into a rainbow light, and immediately chose to run away.
Even the four demon saints who joined forces were crushed by the stunning girl, let alone him alone? Since the stunning girl was not injured, she could definitely still move. If she stayed, she would have no chance of winning and would be in danger of falling.
"Can you leave?"
The stunning girl's voice was cold and merciless.
A ray of red light burst out from the body, like a world-destroying light, arriving first, with unparalleled momentum, and blasted towards the middle-aged scribe's heart.
Exactly.
"No… "
The middle-aged scribe's heart was shattered, his spirit was rising, and he shouted in horror.
In the past, demon saints such as the Golden Scaled Blood Crocodile and the Great Sage of the demon race, whose innate body was far stronger than that of ordinary humans, could not withstand a single blow. If this blow fell on him, he would definitely not be able to escape the fate of being shattered into pieces. .
boom!
Hit him right in the back.
"Pfft..." The middle-aged scribe opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood. His body was about to burst, and he was thrown hundreds of meters away.
"Well? I'm still alive?" The middle-aged scribe was stunned for the first time when he landed, and then turned into ecstasy. He seemed to understand something, and laughed loudly: "I'm actually still alive? I know, stinky girl, You are actually still injured, right? You can no longer act like before, otherwise, how can our sect still survive under this blow?"
"die!"
The stunning girl's face was cold as she continued to move towards the middle-aged scribe.
The divine seal is unparalleled, and its momentum is still extremely amazing.
But Ding Hao could clearly see that traces of blood were uncontrollably slipping from the corner of the beautiful girl's mouth. She was really injured. She was just gritting her teeth and forcing it.