Unparalleled Female Match Counterattack

Chapter 320 Malice
That day Di Chen slept in her arms for a long time.

It was three full days before he fully woke up.When he woke up, he was dazed for a moment, seeing Su Qingwei looking at him with some concern, he smiled.

This smile was like snow on a jade tree: "Thank you, Weiwei." His voice was trembling.

Su Qingwei was very baffled: "I didn't do anything!"

However, Di Chen gently pushed her away and stood up, a golden light emerged from his body, setting him off like a divine mansion.

But at this time, his aura suddenly became otherworldly, as if he was about to ride the wind and leave like a banished immortal.

"There was a curse in An Lan's attack before. I accidentally fell for it. Fortunately, you are by my side, otherwise I might go mad." Di Chen explained.

Su Qingwei recalled that Dichen's sudden depression and decadence before was due to accepting the curse.

She was a little scared, but luckily nothing happened.She just felt that he was a little strange, but she never thought about it.

The two stayed in the space for another month before going out. They really didn't have time for them to squander. They both had their own things to do.

Dichen sent her directly to the gate of the deserted city before leaving. Su Qingwei didn't ask him what he was going to do, nor when he would meet again.

A lot of words are left unsaid.

Su Qingwei also happened to be going back to the city to see the latest situation.She had gone too far before, and she had to go back and find out about some situations.

By the way, she wanted to see if any monks like her knew about those altars.

As a result, as soon as she entered the city, a powerful aura locked herself.

She didn't move, and she couldn't move, the air mechanism locked herself and imprisoned the surrounding space.

The man is very powerful.

Silently, a figure appeared in front of her.This is a middle-aged male cultivator who looks a bit vulgar, staring at her with scorching eyes.

"Senior, what advice do you have?" Su Qingwei spoke neither humble nor overbearing.

"Where... have you been during this time?" The man asked with a hint of probing, and didn't ask Su Qingwei's name and origin.

"I went to a place where the altar of the magic cultivator was set up." Su Qingwei replied, with a trace of inquiry, she wanted to know if the visitor knew about the Scarlet Altar.

However, she was disappointed. The middle-aged male cultivator sneered and said, "Altar, what altar? I've never heard of it. Are you kidding me?"

Su Qingwei frowned: "No, it's just that I really went to an altar."

"Presumptuous, to talk nonsense in front of me like this, do you think I'm a fool?" The middle-aged male cultivator reprimanded her, and then he stretched out a big hand: "You don't know the heights of the world, I must examine it carefully." you."

The cultivator stretched out his palms to form a mountain, and was about to capture Su Qingwei.

Su Qingwei used all her strength to perform a void step, avoided the palm, and moved hundreds of meters before stopping.

"Senior, you and I belong to the same camp, it's unfair to treat me like this." Su Qingwei felt angry in her heart, as this man didn't treat her with any kindness.

"Fair?" The middle-aged monk smiled, a little contemptuously, with a cold expression on his face, obviously he didn't take Su Qingwei's words to heart, because the gap between the two sides was too big, not an order of magnitude.

"In my eyes, you are nothing but an ant, you can be crushed to death easily, how can you talk about fairness with me?" He continued to speak indifferently, full of the sense of superiority of a high-ranking person over a low-ranking one.

(End of this chapter)