Dressed as a playgirl in the immortal world

"Come and get it if you have the ability."

Zhuzhu sneered and said, "When plotting others to be scapegoats and bait, you should think of what will happen today."

True Monarch Qianchen's eyes were red, he had already lost his mind, he didn't realize that Zhuzhu was confident about his arrival, he just raised his sword and wanted to kill Zhuzhu and get back the snake and scorpion grass: "I found that, return it to me quickly."

"Brother Qianchen, help—"

Later, Wu Tianfeng and Qian Ge, who lost True Lord Qianchen's main output, and both were in the Golden Core Dzogchen realm, couldn't even resist the eighth-order double-headed flood dragon's move. They both vomited blood and fell to the ground, and had to ask True Lord Qianchen for help.

Zhenjun Qianchen only had snake and scorpion grass in his heart, and he ignored the help of the two junior brothers behind him. The hateful thing was that the woman in front of him had a ghostly body, and after fighting for a long time, his long sword couldn't even touch the corner of the woman's clothes.

Realizing this, True Monarch Qianchen recovered a little bit of reason: "Aren't you a Golden Core stage female cultivator?"

No wonder Junior Sister Wen and Liu Lang died before they could even send out the warning. It can be seen how clever this female cultivator's actions are, how could it be possible for a monk of Jindan Dzogchen to do it.

At any rate, Junior Sister Wen and Junior Brother Liu are both monks in the Golden Core Dzogchen realm.

Zhuzhu only replied "Ha ha," don't you think it's too late now?
If Jindan Daoist dared to make such a big deal and snatched the ninth-level snake and scorpion grass, wouldn't she run away?

Not to mention anything else, she is not an opponent of the eighth-order double-headed flood dragon at the Jindan stage, so the fool stayed to accompany them to die.

Judging by Zhuzhu's casual attitude towards him, Zhenjun Qianchen still doesn't understand why the female cultivator in front of him is not only a golden core female cultivator, but her cultivation base is probably much higher than his, even the eighth-order double-headed flood dragon not afraid.

In the end, the desire to survive overcame the resentment in his heart, True Monarch Qianchen turned around and fled with his sword, not even bothering to save the two juniors who were half dead in front of the double-headed flood dragon.

He didn't want to die, and only by living could he have the chance to avenge his junior and junior sisters.

Zhuzhu remained motionless, with only one thought, Yinyue Sword flew out from her dantian to catch up to Zhenjun Qianchen, and a sword pierced his body from the back, before Zhenjun Qianchen's Nascent Soul came out of consciousness. Drilling out of the sea, another sword pierced into his sea of ​​consciousness.

After dealing with True Monarch Qianchen, Yinyue Sword flew back to Zhuzhu's hand automatically.

Zhuzhu raised her sword and flew in front of the double-headed flood dragon.

In order to vent the anger in his heart, the Shuangshoujiao did not kill the two brothers Wu Tianfeng and Qian Ge at once, but crushed their bones bit by bit with brute force, and finally pierced their dantian.

Now the two of them are as soft as noodles, being swung back and forth by the double-headed dragon with their tails, the two of them are already dying of pain, especially Wu Tianfeng blocked a trick for Qian Ge before, now he only has one breath left.

When he saw the blood still dripping from the tip of Zhuzhu sword, Wu Tianfeng endured the severe pain and laughed loudly: "It's what you deserve, we were born and died for him, but he wanted to leave us and escape alone. Now everyone can't escape, Huangquan Road Then be brothers."

After speaking, Wu Tianfeng swallowed his last breath.

Qian Ge silently shed two lines of coldness, and then said to Zhuzhu: "Please, give me a good time."

Zhuzhu was silent, and for the sake of his integrity, she agreed to his request, and pierced his heart with a sword intent.

Therefore, Zhuzhu successfully pulled the hatred of the eighth-order double-headed flood dragon towards those two people onto herself.

But she didn't care, she wanted to kill this double-headed dragon to get its demon pill.

One person and one dragon fought for [-] rounds in a row, and when the swamp below was almost bottomed out, Zhuzhu finally chopped off the last head of the double-headed dragon, killing it completely.

Zhuzhu cut open its belly neatly and took away its green demon pill, dragon gall, the essence meat with the most aura on the dragon body, and the toughest part of the dragon skin.

After finishing all this, Zhuzhu noticed that Fang Xiaorou, who was tightly bound by the spirit rope by the swamp, was not dead yet, but judging by her current appearance, she was not far from death, but she was just holding on to the last That breath.

Zhuzhu walked over: "The people who plotted against you are all dead, you can go at ease."

Fang Xiaorou still refused to swallow that last breath, her eyes were fixed on Zhuzhu, she opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound, she could only silently move her mouth to say something.

"Oh, you're trying to say that I'm clearly capable of saving you from them, so why don't you stand on the sidelines and stop them, otherwise you won't suffer from all this and become what you are today, right?"

Fang Xiaorou closed her mouth, stared at Zhuzhu and waited for her to answer, her eyes were full of hatred besides unwillingness.

"Why should I save you? Didn't you want me to replace you as a bait before? Did you ever think about my end?"

Zhuzhu showed a mocking smile, some people are really strange, they don't hate those who hurt her, but hate passers-by like themselves who haven't hurt her.

Just because he didn't help her.

That also depends on whether she is worth letting him save her.

When Fang Xiaorou told her to take her place as the bait, Zhuzhu had no intention of saving her.

At the beginning, Cui Xinyin saved Xu Ziyi's white-eyed wolf because of his soft heart, and almost caused the death of the first team. With the lesson of the former, how could Zhuzhu make this mistake again.

If she didn't know that Fang Xiaorou didn't make trouble, it was Fang Xiaorou's greatest kindness.

I still want to repay my grievances with virtue, don't even think about it.

Fang Xiaorou opened her mouth again to say something, but because she couldn't make a sound, she could only open her mouth and continue to look at Zhuzhu with resentful eyes.

Zhuzhu guessed what she wanted to say: "You still want to say that you didn't do it on purpose, but just said it casually in a hurry, besides, I have such a high level of cultivation, those people can't do anything to me at all, why do you still remember that sentence that hates you?" Is it true?"

"Oh, being in a hurry is the most revealing of a person's nature. Your nature is selfish. I have seen through your nature just because of your words. Even if I rescued you today, would you really be grateful to me? "

Fang Xiaorou blinked her eyes, expressing that she would be grateful.

But Zhuzhu shook her head: "No, a selfish person like you, who makes a mistake, will never find the reason on himself, and will only blame others for the mistake.

You will be even more jealous of me, you will hate me for not warning you in advance when you know something is wrong, and instead save you at a critical moment, it must be to earn your gratitude, and you will also hate that I am stronger than you, so I don’t need to be like you Seeking male cultivators' protection by selling your luster, and you still hate me for being smarter than you, and discovering their mistakes in advance, making you look stupid like a pig. "

Fang Xiaorou: ...

Could this woman be the roundworm in her stomach?
"So, this is the reason why I don't want to save you, because you are not worthy of my saving."

Originally, he wanted to give Fang Xiaorou a good time and let her rest in peace, but now it seems that he should not be blind.

After Zhuzhu finished speaking, she turned and left, not seeing Fang Xiaorou swallow her last breath with an expression of unwillingness and remorse.